Chapter Twelve:

In Your Smile the Terror of a Killer


"Why aren't they trying to get in?" asked Bloodthirsty warily.

"i don't know, but it's making me nervous as hell. what's in here that they don't wanna be around?"

"..."

Blood Blocks pulled on Toriel's robe. "Since I walked, can I has some scotchy pie?"

Toriel didn't answer.

"Whatever it is...it has to be worse than Aunt Bertha," said Asriel.

"that's not funny."

Blood Blocks climbed on top of the head of a theater seat. "There notin in here..."

The theater was completely empty. Rows upon rows of red seats covered in dust and cobwebs could be seen stretching towards a big movie screen. Sans noticed with some discomfort that the seats had straps on the arms and the bottom legs.

Had to be one bad movie if they had to strap in the people watching it.

What were they doing in here?

Probably something horrible...that's all my life's been recently since I found out Pap was a killer; one big goddamn horror movie with murder, and bodies, and blood, and dust...I bet the OTHER Sans' don't have to deal with this shit.

They're probably just fighting the kid and NOT living in a Creepy Pasta...

"Goat-Mom? You've been kinda quiet."

"Yeah it's almost like you aren't happy to see me or something," said Asriel frowning.

I bet there's a universe out there where me and Pap reach the surface and live with the kid like one big fucking family. Where the biggest concern I have is running into someone I hate at a PTA meeting somewhere...

"..."

"Mommy?"

With a shaky hand, Toriel took out her FontSearch and hit Scan.

Terror Production: The Horror Movie Font

Attribute: Horror

Type: Dimensional

Terror Production is a dimensional Font that only resides in movie theater screens. When a victim wanders into their territory, this Font forces them to watch their worst fear on screen. The effect is suppose to cause madness and or suicide but alone Terror Production doesn't have much power at all as the movie only lasts as long as the projector's film.

Ordinarily a Font with an ineffective means of capturing food would die out due to natural selection, but this particular Font has developed a symbiotic relationship with another Dimensional Font called Double Feature. Working together they are able to collect food more effectively and are much more dangerous.

To avoid madness or self harm while in the two Dimensional Font's territory, keep your eyes away from the screen or close them and plug your ears. This will render both Fonts powerless until the Capture Facility can track your FontSearch.

Extreme caution is advised.

"Check Double Feature."

Double Feature: The Repeating Font

Attribute: Horror

Type: Dimensional

Double Feature is a dimensional Font that only resides in movie projectors. When a victim wanders into their territory this Font will play a scene from whatever movie is in the projector at the time, over and over until the victim either goes mad or commits suicide. Unfortunately for this Font, people these days have taken film out of their projectors before closing time to avoid them, forcing Double Feature to find a new home which has led to many of them starving to death before being able to find and latch onto a new territory.

In order to survive they have developed a symbiotic relationship with the Dimensional Font Terror Production. By working together Double Feature always has a movie to replay over and over and the movie Terror Production creates is more effective.

To avoid madness or self harm while in the two Dimensional Font's territory, keep your eyes away from the screen or close them and plug your ears. This will render both Fonts powerless until the Capture Facility can track your FontSearch.

Extreme caution is advised.

"well that's not so bad, just don't look at the screen and keep your ears plugged."

"You should be more worried about your brother, Font..." said Flatline from behind the door.

"you leave him alone pal, or we're gonna have problems."

"Me? I don't even have your brother, Shock Therapy does. You can guess what he likes to do! HA HA HA HA HA!"

ZZZRRRR! ZZRRR! ZZZZRRRRR!

Sans looked up at the flickering lights in realization, icy cold terror and dread filling his chest.

"Huh. I wondered why the lights were flickering like that," said Bloodthirsty.

"YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Sans banged his fist on the door, his eyes blazing blue.

"S-sans..."

Papyrus's voice, weak and frightened was suddenly heard somewhere in the theater.

"bro?!"

"Sa-sans...help..."

ZZRRR! ZZZZRRRRR! ZZZRRRR!

"NYEHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

Sans turned around to see his brother on the movie screen screaming as electricity flowed through him.

"PAPYRUS!"

"DON'T LOOK AT THE SCREEN IDIOT!"

Papyrus lay strapped down on a table with a metal device around his head, he shrieked as more electricity was sent through him.

ZZRRR! ZZZRRRR! ZZZZRRRRR!

"STOP! LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

"IT'S NOT REAL SANS!"

"S-sans...please...!"

"papyrus..."

Sans tried teleporting out of the room, but to no avail.

"We're in another dimension Smiley, that won't work. Your font might work though-"

Glowing his eyes, Sans tried teleporting again only to fail once more. "I DON'T KNOWN HOW TO USE IT!"yelled the small skeleton panicked.

I don't know how to use my font! I don't know what to do!

"SAHANS! NYEHAAAAAHHHHH!"

The lights flickered on and off wildly and Papyrus continued calling for his brother, screaming for him.

"STOP! YOU'RE GONNA KILL HIM! Your gonna kill him...your gonna kill him..."

"BROTHER-HER! HEELLP! *sob*"

He's gonna die.

They're gonna kill him.

He's gonna turn to dust right in front of me...

Papyrus began to cry on screen. "Make it stop...make it stop...please..."

i can't...i can't help, i don't know how to help.

I CAN'T DO ANYTHING!

"SANS PLEASE! I CA HA AAANT!"

"..."

"Sans? HEY!" Bloodthirsty shook the small skeleton, but he didn't look away from the screen. He seemed to be in a trance, his eyes overflowing with tears.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry bro...

ZZZZRRRR! ZZZRRRR! ZZZZZZZZRRRRRRRRRR!

This time Papyrus was shocked and he didn't get a reprieve. The electricity was not shut off this time and the lights in the theater went out.

"papyrus...pappy..."

Papyrus began to smoke and he stopped screaming. His body lay limp for awhile on the table before turning to dust.

He's gone...

"S-sans..."

The movie began to replay again.

VHOOSH!

VHOOSH!

Toriel threw two fire balls at the screen.

If the Dimensional Font lives in the screen and I burn it...

The screen began to catch fire and everyone watched it rise up...only to go out.

"Damn it! It didn't fucking wor-"

"You little bastard."

"Huh?"

Bloodthirsty suddenly saw his mom appear on screen talking to an exact copy of himself.

"Do you know how much me and your father have suffered because of you? We can't leave you alone for TWO seconds, can we? You never let us have time to ourselves!"

"..."

"We can't trust you with anything! EVER! Not ever! I trust your FATHER more than you! How sad is that? That I can't trust my own fucking kid to watch after his baby sister?!"

"Whatever."

This isn't real.

"Don't you whatever me you disrespectful little shit! You want to know why mommy and daddy fight all the time? TRUST! We can't beat the hell out of you without going to jail so we fight each other! I can trust him enough not to press charges! Your father and I? We are all each other has! We stay together so the other doesn't kill themselves!"

"That's not my fault-"

This isn't real.

"IT IS YOUR FAULT! ME AND YOUR DAD USED TO BE HAPPY! We used to be happy...*sob*"

Bloodthirsty watched his mom collapse to the kitchen floor crying.

"He used to love me...he used to love me and now he hates me, because of you. He only stays with me because he's as scared as I am. We both want to get away from you, but then one of us will be stuck with you forever and we don't know who it will be...I'm scared, I'm so scared...all the time...what if it's me?"

"..."

"He's gonna leave me one day...he's gonna take a chance and leave me all alone with YOU! I-I can't...I can't...I don't want to."

"*Sob*"

"What did I do? What the did I do to deserve you? I WENT TO FUCKING CHURCH! I WAS BAPTISED! I'VE NEVER COMMITTED A CRIME IN MY LIFE! So...so...why...? Why are you here? What did I do wrong?"

"I'm sorry mom-"

"DON'T call me that! Don't TOUCH ME! Get away from me!"

"I'm sorry!"

"I don't...care. Just leave me alone."

Bloodthirsty hung his head crying, and the movie started over.

The entire group was trapped in the same nightmare, unable to wake up.

"I just wanted a soul, just one. Why wouldn't you let me have just one Dad? I told you I was dying!"

"I'm a terrible mother...I haven't changed. I'm not even fit to be anyone's wife."

Even Blood Blocks felt the effects as they watched all the big people ignore them or be mean to them. They watched the lady in fishnets toss them down a hole like garbage and watched themselves kick on all the doors in Snowdin, only to be left alone out in the snow. "EEEEAAAHHHH! NOBODY LOVES THE BAY-BEE!"

The movies ended and then they replayed.

Ended and replayed.

Ended, replayed.

"SAHANS! AAAAAHHHHH!"

"DON'T call me that! Don't TOUCH ME! Get away from me!"

Over and over they replayed, until everyone was wailing and sobbing themselves dry.

Sans wasn't even watching the movie anymore. He stared at the ground completely despondent.

This...this is the fourth time I've felt like this. In his room when I thought he had killed himself, in the lab when he actually did, and when I thought I was dying on our couch.

I feel so numb...not even cold..just...

just numb...

Doctor Skinner knocked on the door. "Knock-knock! Don't worry it's just Doctor Skinner checking up on you all. How are you doing in there? I'm hearing a lot of crying. Heh heh ha ha ha..."

Sans looked up, his eyes blazing. "you think this is funny?"

"Hey, everyone's got their own sense of humor!"

He thinks this is funny. He thinks misery is hilarious.

Slowly, Sans began to smile. "they do, don't they? you like irony skinner?"

Misery IS hilarious...

"Irony? Like how a comedian cries himself to death because he can't take a joke? Yeah, I scanned you. Comic fucking Sans. The most self-loathing Font in the whole wide world. How are you not dead yet? Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"the love and support of my brother," said Sans, his smile growing wider.

"Heh heh ha ha ha ha ha!"

"i'm getting the impression that you don't believe me. papyrus is nice...kinda."

He's nice to me at least...or he was.

He was probably nice to everyone before you people hurt him, twisted him into a sadistic murderer, killed him in more ways than one.

I saw those videos...he was a sweet kid, creepy, but sweet. He coulda grown up to be anything he wanted, coulda had a happy childhood and a bright future, but you people took that from him.

Heh heh Ha hA HA HA HA HA HA!

He didn't even get a CHANCE!

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

HE NEVER GOT A CHA HA HA HA!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Doctor Skinner turned red in the face. The smaller skeleton wasn't being funny, but for some reason he couldn't stop laughing all of a sudden.

"are you okay? maybe you should take a breath. i'm not a doctor, but i hear air is good for ya'."

Doctor Skinner tried to breath, but found that he couldn't. He was laughing too hard. "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

What the hell's going on?!

I can't breathe!

"i feel like you're not taking me very seriously...it's kinda hurting my feelings buddy..."

"HA HA HA HA HA ST-STAH HA HA!"He couldn't breathe, he needed air, but he couldn't breathe! He desperately tried to push open the door, but he no longer had the strength. The rusted double doors wouldn't budge...especially with Sans leaning against it with his hands in his pockets.

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

Doctor Skinner continued to desperately push against the doors, doing anything and everything he could to get to Sans, to get him to stop, but it was like pressing against a brick wall. Eventually he slid to the ground, he felt lightheaded and he couldn't see straight.

Someone...help me...

Please, someone hear me!

It hurts!

I can't...

"wow, is my font actually working now? i'm not even trying to be funny and i'm knocking you dead! are you actually gonna die?! no way!"

The Font laughed and laughed and couldn't stop laughing. As his laughter became more severe, his voice gave out. Doctor Flatline had long since left to go find the puppy they had heard barking somewhere earlier. There was nobody there to hear him even if he could make a sound.

He couldn't stand.

He couldn't call for help.

He couldn't even scream.

Doctor Skinner's face turned from red to blue to purple, until finally he fell silent.

"knock-knock! you alright buddy? how're you doing out there? no need to answer, just checking up on ya'."

FLOOSH!

"oh damn, did you just die from laughter?! i didn't even think that was possible!"

There was no answer from beyond the door.

CHACHINK!

The sound of film breaking surprised Sans into turning around. "what the...?"

The movie had stopped, all that showed was a white screen. The lights that had previously gone out came back on all at once and the group looked around them confused.

"I-it stopped...oh my goodness, it stopped!"

"i noticed. this place really does suck. the customers are rude and violent, the manager's an unhelpful liar-"

"Sans?"

"i was still watching that movie. who the hell is running the projector up there?"

Toriel looked at Sans in confusion. A few minutes ago he was crying silently, as transfixed upon the horrors on the screen as everyone else, but now...now he was joking?

What's going on?

He was in tears a minute ago, and now he's...

"THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM SANS?! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!"

The queen thought back to yesterday when Sans had fooled her into walking into the children's room she had made and locked her in. He had appeared as if from nowhere and he asked for a tour of her home, which of course she agreed to. He said it was cool how it resembled Asgore's and he had seemed so kind...

But then he locked me inside and joked while I was yelling to be let out.

He thought my screaming was funny...

I thought he was just pretending to be cruel because he was afraid of his brother...that's why I forgave him.

But he really thought it was funny...

"relax kid, you know i'm pretty good with machines, used to be a scientist if you can believe it. i bet i can fix that projector no problem...assuming it's broken that is."

WHAT?!

Toriel loved jokes as much as the next woman, she shared them with Sans every day, but there was a time and a place for jokes and this wasn't it. His jokes weren't even funny, they were distasteful and cruel. Everyone was extremely upset, but he was joking about wanting to continue their torture?!

How is this situation funny?!

This isn't funny!

Toriel walked up to Sans wanting to give him a piece of her mind, but Asriel held her back by the arm.

"Don't go near him," he whispered. "Something's wrong." The small goat monster looked at the comedian warily. Everyone in the room was depressed and not a smile was seen on anyone's face...except for Sans. His eyes were flaring bright blue, meaning he was angry, but his smile was wide, wild, and made Asriel feel more than a little uncomfortable.

He looks like the Joker...

An image of the skeleton with the train flashed through his mind and his uneasy quickly turned to terror.

I know why the movie stopped.

The doors of the theater swung open by themselves so forcefully, he was surprised they didn't come off their hinges.

"oh hey the doors are open...why are they open? are you kicking us out?! i make one little complaint and your throw us ALL out?! i think i have the right to complain if i came to see a movie and it got cut short!" said Sans angrily, though he was still grinning madly. His voice didn't match his face at all...

"Can we really just...leave? Why?" Bloodthirsty wiped the tears from his eyes and stared at the doors in disbelief.

"I know why," said Asriel gravely.

The Dimensional fonts are scared.

They're scared of Comic Sans and they want him out of here.

"i'm gonna go check the projector real quick, it's probably broken."

"What?! Why?! Don't fucking fix that thing!" Bloodthirsty went to grab Sans but the skeleton had leaped up to the projector room.

"Oooooh! He go high!"

CRASH!

Sans punched through the glass and climbed inside, as everyone covered their heads with their hands to avoid the raining shards.

"HEY! WHAT THE HELL?!"

The cartoon didn't answer.

"I SAID DON'T FUCKING FIX IT! ARE YOU DEAF?!"

"It's not broken," said Asriel. "Double Feature just stopped attacking."

"Why though?"

"Look up Comic Sans on your FontSearch."

Everyone did as Asriel instructed.

"Oh shit..."

"He cartoon now? Like the bug wabbit?"

"Yep. I don't know what happened, but something pissed Smiley off and caused enough of a buildup to-"

CRASH!

CLATTER!

Before Asriel could finish his sentence, a projector flew out of a window above them and crashed into the ground beside them, sending shards of metal flying in every direction. Smoke and sparks erupted from the device, causing everyone to back up.

"TOLD YA' IT WAS BROKEN!"

"HEY JACKASS! YOU ALMOST HIT US!" yelled Bloodthirsty angrily.

Sans jumped from the window and landed on the destroyed device, crushing it beneath his feet.

"Shut up you idiot! Don't piss him off more than he already is!" whispered Asriel harshly.

"But-"

"He doesn't care! Cartoons don't care about people getting hurt! We need to leave NOW."

"oh geeze, it's on fire!" Sans kicked the device HARD all the way down the aisle and into the screen.

This time it really DID catch fire.

"crap...i made things worse didn't i? i can't do anything right these days..." The small skeleton shook his head as if he were disappointed in himself.

Terror Production quickly turned the sprinklers on to dowse themselves from the flames, but they shut off before a drizzle could even begin.

"damn, that's unlucky. this place is unnn-safe. heh heh heh..."

Repeated attempts to get the sprinklers started ended the same way. The screen and the Font quickly burned up and it wasn't long until the curtains caught fire...

"EVERYONE GET OUT! GET OUT NOW!"

"you're awful bossy asriel...i think i liked you better as a flower."

"*Gasp!*" Asriel's eyes widened in horror as the world began to shrink and his hands turned into leaves. "WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

"relax buttercup, you still have your soul-"

"DID YOU JUST TURN ME BACK INTO A FUCKING FLOWER?!"

"you have to admit, flowey's a cuter name then asriel-"

"YOU PIECE OF GARBA-"Toriel grabbed Flowey and bolted out of the room, with Blood Blocks following close behind.

"bye-bye wabbit person!" The baby waved at Sans, smiling.

"see you soon kiddo!" said Sans snapping his fingers.

The sprinklers turned on without incident.