Chapter XVI
From enemy to enemy
'Hey!' a loud voice coming from behind them suddenly shouts.
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Of course…
It was way too easy.
So easy it even was a bit…
Fishy.
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A snicker appears under his mask while he keeps himself from laughing at his own pun. But soon, the fear of being beaten down one more time makes it disappear… In a couple of seconds, Sans gets tense and anxiously look around for Papyrus.
He's right there, next to him. His cold hand holding the shaking one of Sans. This feeling, he knows it very well: this is the kind of fear which eat you from inside, only leaving you unable to do anything. This might be their doom, and they know it. However, what choice do they have besides this one? It is time to face her, to face Undyne. And to fight for their lives if they have to.
And to pray that it will not be the last thing they do. Yeah, there's also that. They're not willing to die just because of such a thing.
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But the not-so-awaited fight never comes. Instead, the young sentry settles for yelling to them to be careful: humans may be around. Sans blinks, barely believing what just happened. Did that fish girl ignore them?!
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This is some kind of trap.
Please, tell me it is…
Wait, no. Actually, no.
No trap's fine.
Yeah, fine.
Really.
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The boy quickly answers with a hand gesture, and takes advantage of this to check if his hood is still in place. No hair seems to have managed to get their way out of it, meaning he is probably fine. He sighs, relieved, and turn his back on Undyne.
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'C'mon Paps, let's get out of Waterfall!'
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oOo
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And days goes by, then weeks. After almost three months of travel, Sans and Papyrus eventually reach New Home. Of course, they have suffered several difficulties, and it took time to get rid of them. One being something they would have never thought of: a human.
Back then, the two soul brothers had merely crossed Hotland. They were exhausted, and they decided to camp near the river. In order to still have light and warmth when the night would fall, Papyrus and Sans tried to find wood so they could make a fire, but it wasn't that easy since everything was wet. After a while, they decided that the oldest would stay near their camp to try to fire the dry twigs they already had while the little skeleton would look around for some more.
That was when he appeared.
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Out of nowhere, without a sound, a human managed his way to Papyrus. The kid was only a dozen of meters far from Sans, but a barrier of bushes kept him out of his sight. The teenager only heard a scream. It could have been nothing, or everything, but it didn't matter: he would not let anything happen to his brother. Not ever.
Without thinking about it twice, he ran without even bothering bypassing the bushes. The brambles scratched his arms and legs, snagging his clothes more and more at every step, but he didn't care. Then, he saw him. He saw it.
A boy, most likely around fourteen: just like him. And not at all at the same time. All he saw was a monster, a bloodthirsty monster holding a gun to his terrified brother. The fear for Papyrus turned into a blind anger.
He attacked.
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Sharp bones flew through the air, aiming directly at the threat's chest. And another scream.
'My brother may be harmless, but I'm not! And I won't let you hurt him!'