~Chapter Two~
You stand and face Toriel.
"I was afraid of this." Toriel says, shaking her head in disappointment. "And you seemed like such a nice child."
You feel a bit guilty... Toriel was like a mother to you. She fed you, gave you a place to sleep—she obviously wanted you to be safe.
She's also currently fighting you for no good reason, other than the fact that she's obviously paranoid and trying to convince you that everyone is out to kill you...?
*Toriel attacks!
Chara whispers these words to you, as a warning, you would have to believe. You try to dodge, but a few hit you. You feel your determination fading, just a bit.
You decide to ACT a certain way; maybe Toriel would stop fighting you.
*You try to talk,
Chara is watching you. Your hands don't move. *You can't seem to think of any conversation topics. She says, after deducing that you are wracking your brain to think of something, anything to say.
You debate FIGHTing, or maybe just FLEEing.
"Don't fight her, please." Chara whispers to you, as if reading your mind. She obviously seems to trust Toriel as much as you did.
As much as you do.
After a while, with the light that your SOUL radiates getting dimmer, and your DETERMINATION slowly leaving your body, you notice something about Toriel's attacks.
They aren't... attacking.
They mostly avoid you, and Toriel looks uncomfortable. Her deep red eyes look awkwardly to the ground. She doesn't seem to want to really FIGHT you.
So, you SPARE her again. You can't FIGHT.
You won't FIGHT.
"I know it is not much, but..." She smiles woefully. "We could have a happy life here."
You stare at her, a sort of sadness in your eyes, but you stay silent. Your hands don't move.
"I suppose the RUINS do seem small once you get used to them."
She sighs. "Well, my child, you have a right to leave. You've proven yourself. I know you are strong enough to make it outside of the RUINS. But promise me one thing."
You look at Toriel, expectant.
"When you leave the RUINS... promise me you will not ever come back."
Toriel bends down to give you the softest hug you've ever received. She smiles a sad smile and walks away.
You see her head turn, just a bit, to look back at you, but she continues on.
Chara turns to you after Toriel leaves.
"Thank you." She says, "For not hurting her. I know you may have had reason to FIGHT her, but thanks for listening."
You start to push open the door to the RUINS, but it's too heavy for your small frame. You know Chara won't be of much help, on account of the fact that she's a ghost, made of ectoplasm.
You eventually give up trying and head back to Toriel's house.
You knock on her door, which she answers.
She's wearing...red?
This must be her house-wear or something like that.
"Oh, child, I thought I told you not to come back. That means, I suppose, that you never left the RUINS in the first place. Good. I knew you would come to your senses. Come in."
You nod and smile, grateful for Toriel's hospitality.
"I prepared a pie for you, my child, as a celebration of your return!" Toriel presents you with a slice of really fragrant butterscotch-cinnamon pie.
Of course, you grin and take a bite.
What. Did you just eat.
You feel a burning sensation run down your throat. The pain is unbearable, so you start choking.
"Don't worry my child; I'm making this easier for the both of us!"
Chara gasped behind you, and her horrified expression was the last thing you saw before everything went black.
You wake up again outside of the RUINS, in a snowy path. You see a skeleton and Chara standing over you, though they are quite blurry.
You sit up, scared of the skelly and inch closer to Chara. The skeletal figure extends his arm.
"Hey, what's up bud? Don't ya know how to greet a new pal? Go ahead and take my hand."
You take it. It feels strange touching a hand with no skin on it, but you don't hate the feeling, and better yet, he helps you up.
"Now then. It's common courtesy to shake one's hand after meeting, y'know."
You roll your eyes. This skeleton seems immature. You shake his hand.
PPPPFFFFFFBBBBBBTTTTT
There are no words to describe how this feels. It's not the best feeling, of course.
"Heh, whoopee cushion in the hand trick. It's always funny."
It wasn't that funny, you think, but you smile at the skeleton anyway.
"I'm Sans. Sans the skeleton. Right now, I'm actually supposed to be looking out for humans..."
You don't like the sound of that.
"But...Y'know...I don't really care about capturing anybody."
You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding in.
"Now my brother, Papyrus? He's a human-hunting FANATIC."
You're nervous again.
"I actually think that's him over there. Here, I have an idea. Go through this gate thingy. Yeah, go right through. My brother made the bars too wide to stop anybody."
You look at Chara. You shrug and do as Sans asked.
"Quick, behind that conveniently shaped lamp!"
Woah. That lamp is conveniently shaped. What are the odds?
You run behind it.
A taller skeleton, whom you assumed was Papyrus, and a red headed, horned girl about his height stomp up.
"Sup bro? Cassie?"
"You know what 'sup' brother! It's been eight days and you STILL haven't recalibrated the puzzles! You just hang around your station! What are you even doing?!"
"Starin at this lamp. It's really cool. Wanna look?"
The girl—Cassie, was it? -cranes her neck to look behind the lamp. She stifles a giggle.
"NO! I don't have time for that! What if a human comes through?!" The skeleton stamped his foot childishly.
You stifle a laugh behind the lamp. Papyrus' demeanor was intimidating at first, but you could tell he was a huge softie.
"I want to be ready. I will be the one. I MUST be the one! I will capture a human. And then I, the GREAT Papyrus, will get all the things I utterly deserve!"
Chara grins. She must feel the same way you do.
'Respect, recognition...I will finally be able to join the royal guard! People will ask to be my 'friend?' I'll bathe in a shower of kisses every morning!"
"Hmm..." Sans says. "Maybe this lamp will help you."
You see what Sans is doing here. You kind of hope it works, but if Papyrus is this serious about catching humans, you probably shouldn't.
"Sans! You are not helping, you lazybones! All you do is sit and boondoggle! You get lazier and lazier every day!"
"Hey, take it easy. I've gotten a ton of work done. A SKELE-ton."
Cassie face-palms as a rim shot plays out of nowhere.
"SANS!"
"come on, you're smiling."
"I am and I hate it!"
Papyrus sighs. "Why does someone as great as me have to do so much just to get some recognition?"
"Wow, sounds like you're really working yourself...to the bone."
"UGH! I am going to attend to my puzzles. And as for your work, maybe put a little more…BACKBONE into it! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!"
Papyrus begins to march away again, but not before adding an awkward, "Heh…" Cassie smiles and shakes her head, winking at you before jogging to catch up with Papyrus.
"So that was Paps and Cassandra-Marie. Call her Cassie if you want to see tomorrow."
You let out a silent chuckle at that one.
"It's true though…now, you can come out. Can I ask a favor of you?"
You nod.
"Cool. You see, my bro's been feeling kinda down lately, an it would really cheer him up to see a human. So, could you please just…let him try out his little 'traps' and stuff? He can't hurt you, promise."
You nod again. Shouldn't be too hard…
"Great. Wanna head into Snowdin?"
You nod yet again and set off.
A/N: This took a while to write with school and stuff, sorry. Anyway, This chapter was more dialogue between Sans and Paps than anything. No regrets
I have nothing more to say, so…be fantabulously fabsome!
Have a great day/night,
Cassie
