Two
"Promises"
Sans had lost track of time. He was sitting against the closed door at the entrance to the Ruins. Two empty ketchup bottles were lying astray by his side, and he had a half-empty bottle clutched in his grip. He remembered falling asleep a few times, only to be awoken by empty promises of a life that no longer existed.
The small skeleton, at one point, wondered how long had passed. Hours? Days? If he had be honest with himself, he really couldn't care less. Time meant very little when one loses someone close. He was long over grieving. He no longer had the tears or energy to mourn. The thought only caused a burning anger to ignite.
"i'm sorry," he whispered, pretending she was listening on the other side. "but i can't keep your promise. the kid is too dangerous and…" he let the statement trail off, considering his words carefully. "and i have to stop her."
The silence descended upon him again. He was about to slip back into another dreamless sleep, when he heard a twig snap in the woods. Sans was fully aware of his surroundings then. Scanning the trees, his eyes fell upon a figure in the shadows. He felt a growing dread creep into his SOUL. The figure stepped out into the open.
Her white fur was matted and stained in blood, missing in some places. Her horns were long, decayed and jagged, twisting downwards. Her paws had mutated into hooves at her sides. Where soft, kind eyes should have been were replaced with an empty hollowness.
Although Sans had never met her in person, he knew who it was all too well. toriel, too. Why else would she be haunting him? The kid had to go through the door first to get here, anyway. If she was willing to murder his brother, why would she stop here?
He waited for her to do something, go for an attack, do anything. But she just stood there. She had an almost somber expression on her blank face. He could hardly bare to even acknowledge her; just looking at her caused an angry guilt to eat away at his SOUL.
"what…?" Sans broke the silence. "what do you want?!" He really wasn't expecting her to respond. She turned away from him, starting towards the forest. She stopped when suddenly, a deep cut formed on a tree trunk in front of her. Sans was standing up now. His flame vanished in an instant.
"tori," he said somewhat hesitantly. "i know you're disappointed. that i have to break our promise." He laughed slightly. "heh. you should know i hate making promises. but… we had a friendship, and i wanted to make you happy." Sans was certain that he was just talking to himself at this point, but he didn't care. He had to get all this hatred out somehow. "you know i have to. if i don't… well…" He didn't need to say anything more; her just being there was enough to convince him what he had to do.
Toriel just stood there, almost in understanding. Sans nearly wanted her to try to attack him. Maybe he could have taken his growing resentment out on her. The goat monster finally turned away from him, and he watched her disappear into the woods. A part of him hurt to see her leave; he didn't want to be left alone.
He knew what had to be done now. Sans was DETERMINED to save the Underground.
A/N: I apologize for such a short chapter, but there's only so much I can do with anger without repeating myself. 'Sides, I don't really see Sans as much of an angry person. Next chapter will be longer. There will also be more action and a little more anger in the next chapter, but he'll have a good reason to be.
