Soooo... hi, this is a thing, apparently. I have nothing to say, except that I hope you enjoy and that I do not own undertale, I'm nowhere near awesome enough to do that shit.
~~~THIS IS A LINE BREAK OR SOMETHING~~~
How many times had they done this now? It must been hundreds. To be honest, Sans was confused as to why they were still trying this, offering him MERCY. Heh. They didn't SPARE Toriel or Undyne or Mettaton...They didn't SPARE Papyrus. So why, why does that demon think that he will believe their disgusting farce of kindness?
His thought track came to an end as he heard the familiar sound of a child's (Ha, like this thing was anywhere close to being an innocent child) footsteps. He let out a tiered sigh.
"It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like these, kids like you, should be burning in hell. " as he spoke those damned words, those words he knew would be ingrained in his mind for the rest of eternity, the world darkened around them and the battle begun once more.
Chara is SPAREing you
You dirty lier.
FIGHT
MERCY
MERCY
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MERCY
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MERCY
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...
MERCY.
How many times were they going to die...just to make him suffer?!
He was tiered...so, so tiered. He just want this to stop. How many times have they done this now? It must of been thousands...
"it's a beautiful day outside...birds are singing...flowers are blooming...on...*sigh* on days like these...kids...kids..." Sans trailed off, he was exhausted, physically mentally and emotionally.
"kid, please. What're you even tryin' to achieve here? The results will always be the same – you give me MERCY, I kill you. Just...just hurry up and kill me already." Heh...begging a demon for death – not how he was expecting to end his day.
Or his life, for that matter.
The creature just grinned at him. No, that's not a murderers grin...that...That's the sad smile of a determined child. A child who, now, Sans can barely remember, a phantom memory of happy times that never happened. Memories of someone who, once, was a...friend?
Frisk is SPAREING you.
...
You accept their MERCY.
~~~END~~~
And cut! So what do you think? This is my very first posted piece of work and I have no idea how it turned out.
Please feel free to drop a review, I'd really appreciate it and constructive criticism is always welcome.
If this does get positive attention (yeah right, as if) then I might make it a two-shot or somethin'.
Well, I don't really have anything substantial to say so I'll finish off here.
Buh-Bye!
-DitS
