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Its hard to find love in the underground. The only love is capital and thats Level Of ViolencE. Sans doesnt want that one. He was the small one. The one where he could hold someone without getting killed. The one where they cared. Its hard though. After all, death is right around the corner.
"S-Sweetheart d-dont l-l-leave m-me a-again!" The masochist like skeleton hiccups. Blood red tears ran down his face. He grips her arms tightly. Each death rammed him hard. Each time a new flower had grown. Each time he had to carry her through the same obstacle.
"S....Sans...? Can you... smile for...me?" The skeleton was careful with his claws as he gripped her arms. He let out a struggled smile. "I-Im smiling f-for you s-sweetheart...." She lets a soft smile graze her lips. Even in time of death, she smiled a true smile. "S-sweetheart... D-dont leave me.... Please... I... I love you sweetheart...." she mumbled something to him that he couldnt make out. "What w-was that sweetheart?"
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