You think for a minute. If you let Sans live, he's bound to be an obstacle later. But if you kill him here, you're going to get discovered. Sans is offering you the perfect opportunity to get rid of him. You decide to take him up on his offer.

*it's this way.

You follow Sans to the back of Grillby's, then continue to follow him confusedly as he leads you into the woods behind the building. Usually, one of Sans' shortcuts were instantaneous. You wonder if this is a trap.

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A few minutes pass as Sans leads you through the woods. You're far enough away that you feel confident that no one would see or hear if you attacked Sans. Attack Sans?

:)

*Yes (go to 'Midnight Killing')

*No (continue)

:)

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You wonder how long Sans intends to take this slow path.

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You consider asking Sans why he's not taking a shortcut.

:)

*Yes (continue)

:I

*i told ya, kid. this is the shortcut.

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That didn't answer your question, but you don't ask again. Sans probably won't tell you anyway.

The cool night air feels good against your skin and the way that the moonlight filters through the trees fascinates you. Gradually, you relax.

Eventually, the trees thin out and you see that you are standing at the top of a cliff overlooking a pasture. You can vaguely make out the shape of horses below. A bad feeling passes over you.

You give Sans the flattest look you can manage.

*what? i thought it would be a good idea to face your fears.

You look at Sans and that wide grin of his as he shrugs teasingly. Insult the pun?

:I

*No (continue)

:I

You snort slightly at the awful pun. It was so bad that it managed somehow to be funny.

*thanks for laughing at that one, kid. i know it was bad.

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You stand there with Sans for a few moments. A breeze ruffles the leaves on the trees in a quiet and pleasing way. Your sense of time breaks down.

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You notice that the moon is low in the sky. It's too late to implement your plans now. You feel...

:I

*Indifferent (continue)

(-_-)

Oddly, even though Sans had unknowingly ruined your plans, you don't feel angry. Maybe it's the scenic view, or maybe it's the fact that you're not fighting one of your most annoying enemies. Something about this just makes you feel like maybe you should give up on your plans.

After all, where would that leave you? You would be all alone in the end. At first, you thought that this was preferable to being hurt again. But these past few days, you've been in the company of people who care about Frisk and while you hate to admit it, it feels nice. Even if they don't realize that it's actually you in control. Even if they'll never think of you again.

You'll still be able to get back that time you lost if you just live quietly as if you were Frisk. They may not recognize you, but you're not sure that really matters as long as you get to be with them.

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*hey, shouldn't you be getting back? i bet tori's gonna be worried if she realizes you're gone.

You reluctantly agree and climb to your feet.

*just one more thing before you go. when i first saw tonight, you looked...well, i won't grace it with a description. just know that if you were to ever attempt what you were thinking earlier, y.o.u.d. b.e. d.e.a.d. w.h.e.r.e. y.o.u. s.t.a.n.d.

A chill passes over your spine and it takes all your effort not to run back home. He knew.

Still, as you smile up at your new house, you feel as if maybe he'll never have to carry out his threat. After all, you're finally feeling at peace.

"Oh, there you are! Where did you go?"

Toriel rushes out of the house frantically and almost crushes you in a hug.

It takes you a moment, but you return it. This reality is good enough.

-The End-