Why is he here? In the middle of the night? Looking for me? I thought as I was leading Sans outside so we could talk.

I just announced that we shall have our talk outside and felt a little guilty now that I think about how I didn't even ask him or even face him when I started to walk.

I can't really face him.

Not this moment.

I was gonna ponder about all the consequences of my confession tonight but then he just suddenly came before I even got the time.

It must be nice for someone who do the rejecting. They have lesser need of preparing themselves than the people they were rejecting.

I mentally laughed bitterly.

Of course, I knew why Sans came here.

He's going to reject me. That's all there is to it.

But why does he have to do it on my last night at the hospital?

He could do it after.

At the very least, I'll have my job to distract me.

Now though.

Well, I guess I just have to endure until mother let me touch anything work-related.

I squinted my eyes at Sans when we arrived at the bench. I really can't love the guy now when he just scared the hospital staffs in the middle of the night only to reject me.

I don't really get him.

What's the rush?

Do you seriously felt the need to reject me sooner than later?

I mean I got it already. You don't need to make it official.

I bit my lower lip. This angry talk I was giving Sans on my mind is taking a toll on me. I must have been tired than I let on.

I gestured for us to sit on the bench.

My heart raced. This is it.

I noticed beads of sweat at his skull and just sighed.

Nah, can't stay mad at him. He's pitiful at his current state.

This issue must have really been bugging him. I know that I have my doubts about my friendship with Sans but I do know for a fact that he would do anything for his friends.

And maybe he do consider me as a friend, rejecting me also hurts him.

Maybe..

"Sans.." I began. Wanting to finish it sooner but also scared as hell.

Nobody really wanted to hear rejection.

I bit my lips again. What was I going to say again?

I could hear my heart thumping in my chest. My mind just went blank, a lump stuck in my throat.

"frisk?" I hear him say.

Glancing, I noticed how Sans seemed to sound my name for two more times. He wasn't looking at me, instead just straight ahead while we were sitting next to each other.

I smiled. He just looked like a kid.

"Yes, Sans?" I asked, finding my breathe again.

I saw him flinched and then I suddenly felt worse. I tear my eyes away from him and looked straight ahead.

"What's wrong, Sans?" I asked again. I don't really want to see him flinch. I never want to see him scared.

Especially not because of me.

I patiently waited. My heart was still thumping in my chest but with more dread.

What if he tell me that he doesn't trust me?

That he hated the fact that I have became friends with everyone?

I feel like I can still get over the fact that Sans can never like me the way I like him.

But if it's about Sans not trusting me and/or is afraid of me..?

I don't think I can.

I braced myself for whatever Sans say. I can't really think of anything else.

I was trying to stop myself from thinking about what I would do if Sans really fear me.

I can't very well stay here now, can I?

I can't do that to Sans. Not when the person he's most scared of are close to everyone he considered friends and family.

I don't know how long I waited when he said my name again.

"frisk. are you alright?"

You're kind of a freak, huh?

Sans arrived at the hospital fifteen minutes ago but these human staffs just won't grant him any info and entry to where his human is. He was getting agitated.

As Sans can only sense magic and since humans don't have magic, he doesn't know where the kid is. And Toriels magic is on the opposite side of his magic, he can't very well sense it. He knew the former queen is there but it was faint.

of course, i can't locate her. i'm from Snowdin, goddammit.

He was low on magic, too. The hospital was far from the kids home and it took most of his magic just to get near here. And the fact that he haven't set up any shortcuts in the hospital made it seems like hell.

He was running on fumes, being unable to sleep for four days, and also sprinting for a long time, he was willing to hurt anyone that stands in his way.

"Visitation hours are over" oh, how i want to bash this guys head on this concrete floor. i know visitation hours are over! you have said so three times already!

Sans was getting ready to seriously attack the man when he heard a familiar voice.

she's here. Sans blinked.

she's standing here.

He blinked again, not believing his eyes.

His kid is okay. Albeit a little beat up, but still okay. He can feel tears forming in his eyes.

frisk.

He heard his kid giggled and saw the guy gave her a salute.

Sans mood suddenly darkened.