The shiny rocks that decorated the underground were beautiful to others. Though, not to Sans. It only reminded him of his friends and how much they were suffering. Unlike the selfish humans above, they were stuck staring at dull stones. Meanwhile, they were up above taking the stars for granted.

He looked next to him.

He shook his head at that thought. Not every human was selfish. The small human next to him was going through the same thing. They weren't able to see the shining gifts from the sky either. Though, the stones seemed shinier when they were around him.

He enjoyed sitting next to the human, known as Frisk. He would always ask them questions about the surface. Frisk would answer each question with a smile and they started answering it with a happy voice but it ways trailed off as if they were day dreaming or if they were in a better place.

Though, the skeleton noticed that they didn't like the surface as much as they told everyone they did. Above ground was beautiful but their surroundings weren't the problem it was the people in it.

That's when the two of them agreed to get to the surface, together.

Frisk noticed Sans's obsession with the stars.

"Sans, I promise you, I'm going to take you to see the stars."

Though, that was a while ago. Frisk's peace with all of the monsters didn't last long. No matter how much Frisk and Sans tried, monsters would attack them. Day after Day, they were attacked. Their HP dropped from every attack and Sabs would run to the shop to buy them something. Or sometimes he would even have Papyrus give them spaghetti to raise their HP level.

Without gaining Exp, they were fragile, along with their soul. That's how Sans liked them but everytime the human reached the brink of death, it changed his mind. He would immediately want Frisk to rip through someone to raise their endurance level but the kid always refused.

They were a pacifist and refused to hurt anyone even when they were close to death.

Sans despised them for it..

Their pacifism lead Sans to a broken heart.

He heard the scream. It was Frisk's. The human was good at holding in their pain, which caused fear to take over his being. He had never heard them scream so loudly. So, he ran throughout Snowdin, faster then usual.

He knew it would have been easier to teleport to them but currently he had no idea where Frisk was. So, it was impossible for him jump through the code like he wanted to.

When he finally arrived, tears flowed from his empty eye sockets. On the ground was Frisk. Though, they seemed more like a lump of flesh and blood.

He dove down onto his knees. He grabbed onto them and leaned them up against his baby blue hoodie. He watched as his tears landed onto Frisk's cheek. Their hair was covering one of their eyes. So, with his pinky he softly moved it behind their ears.

They needed HP.

The skeleton dug into his pocket, but he felt his soul freeze when he realized.. There was nothing in them.

"No. No! NO!" Horror struck him when he thought of possible outcomes.

He continued to cry, listening to Frisk's slow breathing.

"It's ok, Sans." His head shot up quickly. The child's voice was dry and raspy but Sans could still hear the happy young girl that he knew within their words.

He caressed their cheeks,wiping his tears and their blood off of a small portion of her face. A strained smile formed on the human's face as they looked up at Sans.

"Frisk, hang in there. Everything is going to be fine. You just have to breathe."

After he said that, Frisk began to breathe heavier. Though, as they did try to breathe they couldn't hold back a cough, blood spilled out of their mouth. The red liquid splattered over their face and the rest of it poured down their chin.

Their warm brown eyes filled with tears but they still sparkled.

"S-Sans. I-I." They weren't able to finish due to Sans putting a finger up to their lip to stop them from continuing.

"You need to gather your strength."

With a shaky hand, Frisk grabbed onto Sans's finger and pulled it back down, away from their mouth. So, that they could once again speak.

"I'm n-not..going t-to make it."

Hearing that, Sans began to cry harder. It wasn't like them to be so undetermined. They seemed to have lost hope...

In his darkest moment, he remembered their happiest time together. He remembered the promise that brought them together.

"Frisk, we didn't get to see the stars. You said you would let me show you!" His voice cracked as he tried talking to the stubborn kid but once again they refused to listen. Weakly, they nodded their head in disagreement. They put the happiest grin that they could muster onto their tearful face.

"I already did see one.. I-It was.. With me.. The whole t-time." They tried to continue but they coughed up more blood. "Or s-should I say Tem." They tried to laugh but only blood came out of their mouth.

They were determined to say what they had to say before they took their final breath

"You were my beautiful star.." Their breathing hitched. "The most beautiful of them all..."

That's when Sans felt their heartbeat stop up against his hoodie. He went completely silent, and observed the breathless child. His eyesockets had no light in them whatsoever.

Then he just let it all out.

He clung onto their lifeless body and didn't let go. He cried without having eyes, he repeatedly called out their name, hoping for a response, but one never came. He must have sat their for over two whole hours before he decided they needed a peaceful slumber. One that was worthy for their shining soul.

So, he laid them in the ruins where they could see the outside world from their grave. He wanted to keep his promise even if he could no longer speak to them. From where they were buried they could catch a small glimpse of the stars.

So every night he visited them to watch the stars with his best friend. Even after Asgore found a way to break the barrier, he returned every night with two burgs from Grillby's.

"Hey, Pal. Papyrus says hi." He sat down by the flowers. "The stars are beautiful tonight but they'll never be as beautiful as they would be if you were here with me." He laid there for hours looking up at the sky, pretending Frisk was next to him telling puns. He even laughed at them. Even though, he knew they weren't from them.

Just thinking about them made him look into the sky and pray that he was next. He wanted to see them again.

"Sleep up, kid. I'll be back tomorrow."

He mumbled to himself as he stood up. He observed their small grave and smiled a smile made of sadness and tears.

"I don't know what to do without you.. I can't even talk to Paps about you without choking up. I don't understand why the universe had to take you away out of all people...Though, the Universe taught me one useful thing, that not all stories get happy endings."

He clenched his teeth and turned away taking a step forward to leave.

"I love you, Frisk, my beautiful shining star."

He swore he seen a star from above glow brighter.

How was it? Tibia honest, I cried so hard writing this. I actually wrote this one-shot so I could get a nice break away from my other stories. This was suppose to fill me with joy but I failed. This has to be the saddest thing I have ever wrote.

I really hope this came out ok. I put alot of work and tears into it. Please review, my shining stars!! ❤

EDIT: I went back to edit and I decided that I don't really want to be done with this. So, if you guys want, I can write one shots for this. It's up to you guys. Thank you, for taking your own time and reading this! :)