Chapter 4
-A.N-
I am horrible at updating, and I'm sorry for the mistakes last chapter, I wrote it early in the morning, I'm also writing this one after that one, but thank you so much for reading this far and sticking with me! And I'm sorry Sans! I make your life horrible!
-Okay Story time! -
I remember it all. A sweet girl with fire hair and mirrored eyes. Whom laughed so hard at my puns, but I couldn't believe her smile. Not when I watched as she slowly toyed with my brother then murdered him. I watch her kill my friends, the pain of death immune me long ago, but none like how she killed. No it didn't just end with one hit, her magic, control of ice, she freezes them and chops them up, forcing them to feel every bit of pain as she can. Once she got to me, she couldn't hit me, even with me frozen to the ground. Every time I kill her, I hear screams within her from someone that isn't the voice of murder. A sweet voice of mercy. She finally gives up after dying twelve times. Her red hair turns ashed white as she resets the time line.
I gasp awake, dragging my dreams, or memories, back into my head. I grip the bed sheets I lay on and begin to breathe in and out, trying to calm myself down.
"SANS! YOU'RE AWAKE!" I hear Papyrus yell loudly. He appears at my side and grabs my hand placing his head on my bed side. "I WAS SO WORRIDED WHEN FRISK CAME IN SIGNING ABOUT HOW YOU PASTED OUT!" I feel a light tear fall down my checks as Papyrus looks up at me with watery eyes. I pull him into a hug.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, I-I can't believe I fail you so many times! I am so sorry!" I cry. He rubs my back and I feel him smile against my tee-shirt. I open my eyes to see his white shirt covered in blue tear streaks. He pulls away from my hold and smile kindly.
"You have never fail me! You're the best brother ever!" I feel my face pull a real smile at his words. "Now let's go tell Frisk and Youska that you're awake and get you some food." I nod and stand with his help.
"How long was I out?" I ask softly, something not normal for either of us since, since his death.
"About three hours." He calmly says. I end up nodding and following him downstairs. Frisk and Youska both jump me once we hit the ground floor.
"Are you okay?" Youska asks, I stiffen and nod.
We were so worried about you Sans!
"I'm better now kids!" I tell them. They look at each other, then nod. "Now kiddos, let me go that way I can eat, and you two should probable get sleep, you have a huge day tomorrow!" They nod and sleepily make their way to the couch that is made for them to sleep on. I make my way to the kitchen and grab the plate that Paps sent out for me. I eat it slowly, not wanting to make myself sick.
"Sans, are you really okay?" Papyrus asks me. I pause for a second before nodding. I hear a sigh and I watch as Paps cleans the dishes used for the pasta. "Well, I don't really know what is wrong, but I feel that I've known Frisk forever, but am also scared of them, but Youska, I've never known him, ever. It's odd, I don't know how to deal with it." I hear a sigh, "I'm going to bed, and you should too." I watch as Papyrus walk out of the room then I hear a door close. I rest against the counter and think. I finally get up and walk to my room. Who was that girl, and who is Youska really? I guessed myself as I fell into a dreamless sleep.