"HahaHaHAhahaHahA!" The kid's laughter was terrifying, if he was completely honest. They were so genuinely delighted by their killing spree, so... happy. The dirty brother killer.

"What're you laughing at?" he growled, despite his efforts to remain cool. They calmed down for just a second, their eyes finally shifting over to his, and gave one fleeting answer before tossing themselves into another fit of giggles.

"You, of course!" He glared at them, eye glowing with power. More bones flew up around him. Damn kid. They thought they could just do anything, just kill anybody. He'd show them what it was like. He'd show them a bad time- the worst he could give 'em. He'd- he'd-

"You're hilarious, Sans!" they said, inching closer. He threw up a barrier of bones, getting more and more angry. "I mean, this is the one time your 'I don't care' attitude would be useful, but here you are! And it's too late!" He froze. They grinned wider, and his smile shrunk.

"Back there, when I was slaughtering your friends and family? Not a peep! And I'm not ungrateful, heh, oh, no. I just want to know: why now? I mean, now you have nothing left to protect- except for that old fool Asgore, of course. But you and I both know he's nothing more than that- a fool." They were getting closer again, and he threw more bones in their direction with a sudden fury. Attack after attack struck the ground beside them, and still they laughed. And laughed. And laughed.

They never once faltered, but neither did he. But it was only a matter of time before he fell, and they both knew it. Fri...Chara was only at 5 HP, but he was only getting slower. Sweat rolled down his skull in rivulets. They'd stopped laughing, finally. The Gaster Blasters had that effect. 4 HP.

3 HP. He'd moved to defense now.

"You're so much better than the others," Chara panted, swiping their knife dangerously close to his face. He leapt back, and hit their cheek with a smaller bone. 2 HP. They ignored it, continuing to speak. "In fact, I've only grown this strong recently! If you'd just beat me the first chance you had, everyone would be fine." He screamed, attacking again. 1 HP. "And now you're superior. Aren't you."

At that she stopped moving entirely, but it was her turn. He couldn't reach the FIGHT button, which stood floating behind her. Chara smirked. Screw it. He lunged at it.

-SHK!-

"Welp, I'm... I'm going to Grillby's..."

"Papyrus, do you want anything?"