"Sans?"
Both the comedic skeleton and the human girl turned their attention to the entrance of the house they were in.
Gaster himself stood in the entrance.
Before Sans could reply Chara moved behind him.
"Frisk?"
"Sans step away from that girl…"
Several things started to form around Gaster, Blasters, unlike any that Sans had ever summoned.
"Hay, easy Gaster."
He didn't, instead Wing Dings readied an attack that would rip clean through Sans to reach the target.
"BACK OFF!"
Dozens of Sans's constructs formed around him as his magical eye lit up, he wasn't going to let his grandfather threaten him, or Frisk.
"You are being foolish Sans, Stop trying to protect that human, Chara will-"
"Chara isn't in her, now get rid of your attack, or you're gonna have a bad time."
…
Gaster looked at his grandson and the human girl hiding behind him, maybe, he was wrong?
As the skeletal pair stared each other down Chara slowly reached for a knife hidden in her pocket, this, was bad, she doubted that anything could persuade the genius monster, in the end, she was going to need to cut short her time with Sans and use him as a shield against the initial attack, the shock Wing Dings would experience was going to offer her a chance to slide the cold steel of the knife through his spinal cord.
But, instead of a devastating attack, Gaster, did as told.
"You are certain that Chara is truly not part of her anymore?"
Looking over to her, Sans said yes.
That made Chara laugh hysterically in her mind.
"Very well, if you are mistaken-"
"I'm not."
Sans saw the miniscule change in Gaster's expression, it was easily the equivalent of a twitch and thoughtful glare.
He was not impressed with Sans's reply.
"Never be so quick to cut off all other possibilities, doing so will seal you in a singular path of self-destruction Sans…"
The reply, came not from Sans, but from his still present Blasters, something akin, to a growl.
Deep, lethal, the kind that could haunt a person's mind, scratching on the walls of sanity with expert talent if left to persist…
The kind of growl, that unnerved even Chara, but for her, it was unnerving, for different reasons.
"…Very well…"
Gaster, left, he stepped out of the house and turned to head away from them.
"Watch yourself well Sans, your decisions could, be your undoing…"
Those were his last words before leaving his grandson with the human.
Chara smiled as she stood behind Sans, this, was not at all what she expected, but it was going to be so much more advantageous to her than what she had in mind, she remembered however the knife she was holding with natural talent, the cold steel seemed to call to her desires for a split second before she had to hide it again as Sans started to turn around.
He looked at her, his magical eye still glowing, but it was much dimmer than before, he motioned his open hand to her in a 'give it' manner.
She tried to act confused but he was blunt.
"The knife, Frisk, give it here…"
Chara was slightly annoyed, but she pulled it back out and, fighting most of her instincts, handed it over to him.
"How, did you know?"
Looking at the knife, Sans only told her he had his ways before putting it in his pocket and releasing his summoned constructs.
"Come on kid, let's get outa here, before that thing can catch up with us."
She understood that Sans was referring to the wall of darkness, to the 'Chara' that was chasing them earlier, she had forgotten about it already, merely another annoyance to be left now that she had achieved her goals.
"Alright…"
They reached the door and after looking around outside a bit Sans turned to tell Frisk to follow, but he stopped, noticing that she was wearing her tattered sweater, the chilling winds could easily slip in and freeze her up.
Chara was surprised when she saw him give her his hoody.
"There kid, sorry I didn't notice till now…"
She was a little confused, sensations like cold and hot, they didn't register to Chara, that is why she was easily able to ignore the scorching heat coming from Grillby when she fought him.
"What's the problem?"
Sans noticed her hesitation and found it rather, curious.
"Uh, is, it alright?"
Sans chuckled a bit before patting her head, mistaking her moment of confusion for hesitation.
"Sure kid, I just want it back later okay?"
Nodding Chara, slowly, carefully put on the hoody.
Despite having access to Frisk's memories, she had no idea just how, comfortable the hoody was, she doubted that she was actually awake for a moment, but sans brought Chara back to reality.
"You sure you're okay Frisk?"
She giggled and headed to him, hugging sans as tightly as she could, without showing any suspicious quantity of sudden strength.
"Thank you Sans…"
…
"Sans! KILL ME!"
Chara twitched as she heard the mental cries of her host, it was annoying and 'mood breaking' but, it served to bring her joy, a sign clear as day.
She had won.
"Let's, go."
Parting from Sans Chara felt her true smile itching to come through, but she had to resist it, she needed to play the part and wear the smile of an 'innocent Frisk.'
Luckily it was a role that she was able to fulfil with ease as she agreed with Sans, and they both headed out, they would need to find a place to stay, at least for now.
Sans may have fallen for her ruse, but she was no fool, she would need to work with him, solidify his trust in his beloved Frisk again, once he was foolish enough to trust her with all he had, that was when she could make full use of the foolish comedian.
That was when she would have her moment of free reign over him.
Sans would do anything for her…
And she was going to enjoy the chance to use him for what she had in mind.
Not only would she achieve what she wanted, but she could crush him completely in the process.
"Sans…"
As Chara enjoyed her plotting and scheming, a pair of monsters, far from her or Sans, discussed a rather important matter.
"Are you certain about this?"
"Yes my king, there is little I can do to save him, but, it matters not."
"What do you mean?"
"She wouldn't have done this, without reason."
"What reason would-"
"Be ready my king, I believe that you, are the one she wants."
…
"How long?"
"I know not, but she is a patient one, she waited till now, so I do not think it will be soon."
…
The larger of the two sighed.
"Very well, do what you must."
"Of course…"
The other started to walk away but was stopped.
"How many survived?"
Silence was the answer….
