I don't own Undertale
A few years back..
Sans p.o.v
I wrote on a piece of paper with a blue pen, it fading out or blabbing sporadically. Eventually I finished and put the paper down, grabbing a thin knife. I held it clumsily in my hand as I whispered. "I-I'm... Sorry.."
To be honest, I was sorry. I was sorry that I would leave Papyrus all alone with no family...
But he has Undyne. She will take care of him.
That's right. Undyne. Undyne is so much more important than a lazy brother.
That's right. Now get it over with.
I pulled the knife closer and stabbed it into my right eye.
CRRAAAACCCKKKK!
Pain seared through me, but, it was numb. I felt it but I didnt. A sloppy liquid fell down my cheek bones as I pulled the knife lower, listening as it tore down my cheek... I was watching my health fall lower and lower. Eventually it was at one HP.
The door opened.
I sat in the living room, contemplating the recent fight. It was a stupid fight. It really was. It was about who was my crush. Some people said Grillby, some said Toriel, I disagreed to both.
Eventually, it escalated, the people spoke louder and louder until.. Well... It was a fight.
It's all your FUALT.
I sighed, curling in on myself. "Go away..."
You should just die
"I'm sorry.."
Why are you still here? DIE ALREADY!
"y-your right.." for once, the voice was right, I should die.
I turned around in shock, dropping the knife. "S-SANS?!" I opened my mouth to explain but nothing would come out. "WHA-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I couldn't reply. "SANS.." I looked away and picked up the knife again. "SANS!" I pulled it right over my other eye socket and stabbed at it. A gloved hand stopped it, carefully taking away the knife and holding my trembling hands. "SA-SANS... WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I looked over to him. He was crying.
"Sorry.." His eyes were in a sudden, panicked, alert. Looking over to my eyes and at my Heath.
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS, SANS?" He threw the bloody knife under my bed and hugged me. "YOU WERENT..." He sobbed on my shoulder, whispering incoherent words.
"I-I.. I was..." He broke down and began to wail.
Great. Now you made him cry. Stupid.
"I'm sorry Pa-aps.." That was when he held me close and whisper clearly into my ear.
"Don't leave me.."
I hesitated for a moment, thinking of the memory, before grabbing the rusted knife from under my bed. I scanned it. The blood stains were still there.
A few weeks later..
Papyrus waved me out. A little while later later, stopping me. "SANS!" I hummed out, ready for what ever he was going to say. "DONT TRY TO LEAVE ME AGAIN... OKAY?"
"I won't leave you, Paps.." I stopped for a moment to turn to him, the same ignorant smile on my face. "I could never leave you, bro." He walked up to me.
"PEOMISE..?" I looked up to him.
"I promise."
I took a deep breath and twisted it, angling to towards me.
"Sorry bro.. Guess I have to go back on that promise.."
I stabbed.
"SANS! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE COME TO APOLO-" Papyrus opened the door to a familiar, rusted, bloody knife and a dusty jacket. The silver-blue dust glinted, almost as if to welcome him home. He dropped the bag and sobbed, running in and picking up his jacket. "SA-SANS?! SANS!" He looked up, searching for his brother in denial. "SANS TH-THIS ISNT FUNNY!" Frisk ran in, with the rest of their friends following after them, and gasped. "SA-ans.."
"Oh god... He's..." Undyne whispered out as Frisk ran over and hugged him, blue tears falling down their cheeks.
"Please.." Frisk looked to their friends and got a nod of approval from Flowey, who was being held by Toriel. "You promised..."
I sat in the living room, contemplating the recent- wait. Haven't I already been through this before? I looked around me. Wasn't I dead? Didn't I just kill myself? I stood up wobily and looked in the mirror. The cracks were still there.
The door opened. "SANS!" I stiffened and looked over to my sibling.
"Hey bro.." He was crying. "Wh-" I was interrupted by a hug.
"DONT EVER, EVER DO THat again..!"
"What?"
"D-don't leave me... N-not again.." The door slammed open and frisk ran in, looking around and finding us.
-Sans!- They said in glee, running over and hugging the both of us. -You left us...-
So I did die.. I started to tear up, hugging both of them back. "I'm sorry." I then cried as more people came in and joined the hug.
Wow. I went on a roller coaster of feels JUST by writing this. Haha.. I hope you enjoyed it!