Chapter Two

They had gone to waterfall. Frisk sat on the ground, picking the blades of grass nervously. Sans stood, taking in the view. The moment of silence was broken when Chara emerged, feeding off her hosts anxiety.

"You dragging us here to do it all over again?" Chara prodded.

"Do ya always assume you know exactly what's going on?" Sans scoffed in returned.

"I fucking saw you." She added. Sans looked down, eyeing her.

"I ain't havin this conversation with you. I need to talk to Frisk."

Frisk, noticing his annoyance, pushed her aside. She stood so that he could clearly see her speak.

"Please, continue." She motioned.

"Alright." He couldn't face her, after stuffing his hands far into his jacket, he turned, facing away from them.

"I saw you...like, all of ya." He frowned again. "You've just been around for so long, Frisk. It was bound to happen." Instead of interrupting, she listened.

"I saw myself do that to you." Her eyes widened. "And actually...I've been seein myself do a lot of things lately. Things I don't remember." He looked genuinely sad.

"Sans," Frisk signed.

"I've checked diaries and tapes. I've accounted for every second of time I feel like I've lost. Nothing adds up. I thought they were dreams but here ya are, in the flesh, with wounds I inflicted." He shook his head, pacing across the grass.

"You don't remember anything?"

"No...I don't." Her hands fell to her side, suddenly remembering. "Earlier though...when Paps healed me. The magic, I remember something like that...but Paps didn't look like Paps at all."

"What'd he look like?" This sparked his interest.

"Ehm...mean." Frisk looked up at the starry sky. "Rough and...He had a scar. I remember I was pretty scared of him."

"Scared? He looked that different?" Sans laughed.

"Yeah, it sounds funny now that you mention it." She smiled, watching his face return to normal. "I heard once these flowers talk about timelines and alternate universes...You don't think something like that could be happening could you?"

"Ya know Frisk it sounds like you're trying to give me a scape goat." He smirked. "But eh. Yeah. I know a little about that."

He frowned yet again. "if something like that happened to ya, you'd have void residue all over ya though."

"What about my dirty clothes?"

"That's actually a good idea." Sans stammered, looking at her. "Despite what Chara thinks, I wouldn't ever purposely do anything like that you ya."

She blushed, knowing that it was true. He held out an arm.

"Thanks for letting me unbag my 'dirty laundry on ya.'" He winked, taking them back to the house.

When they arrived back home, they immediately grabbed the tattered clothes from the bathroom and inspected it thoroughly.

"That grime, I don't remember getting into anything like that." Frisk exclaimed.

"Yeh...definitely void residue." He turned to smile at her. "Seems like you've been dirty lately."

"I'm wondering if we can trigger these memories. Kinda like you remember the mean Paps when he healed you."

Frisk blushed immensely as he approached her closer. "You remember more than ya let on?" Sans asked, invading her personal space, backing her into a wall. "All that blushing seems like it." She squirmed. "And I'm willing to bet, if the Paps you remember was scary..." Sans slammed an arm into the wall beside her and leaned in close. "I'd be scarier." He whispered.

"Red!" Frisk feverishly signed. "Your magic. It was red. I remember that now..." Sans smiled as he granted her space.

"That worked waaay faster than I thought it would." Sans laughed.

"JUST HOW FAR WERE YOU GOING TO GO?" Frisk reeled, practically mouthing her words.

"Mmmm. Not far. -'m super tired." He yawned. "We need to wrap this up tomorrow. I can't stand remembering things I didn't do."

Frisk agreed. She followed Sans out to see an angry Paps. "Just what were you two doing in there? Do you know it's past their bedtime I mean they're only a child."

"Oh ya know...human bathroom stuff, and eeeh...they arent children anymore, Paps. Humans get older." Sans shrugged.

"WAIT YOU MEAN THEIR GOING TO EVENTUALLY DIE?"

"Well, yeah. They're human." Sans winked. Frisk didn't completely get the joke until it was too late, the taller skeleton had picked them up and began hauling them upstairs.

"Then we need to spend ALOT of time together before you DIE!" Sans allowed him to kidnap them. He had his own matters to attend to.

Teleporting to his secret room, he jotted down all of today's events, starting with finding them. Glancing at the pictures on his desk he sighed. Teleporting out and back into the house, he noticed the time. It had gotten late. He walked past his brothers room, eyeing them being smothered by the larger skeleton as they slept.

He could only imagine them being split open again. A great wave of sickness flooded him as sat in his own room to attempt to sleep. However, sleep wouldn't come.