He felt frozen.

He should do something- anything- yet all he could see was that blue spear piercing through Harry like a hot knife through butter.

Oh Gods no.

He never should have taken the human out this far. Yet he had been distracted the elder human had seemed to happy, laughter clear in his face only moments before. Sans had been so close to finally getting a proper reaction, he didn't think. He didn't notice where they where.

He had forgotten about Undyne and her routine check-ins- one which had been scheduled with Papyrus that very day. Not until reality had speared into the human that is.

For a moment, Harry and all of time had just seemed frozen. His expression once on the edge of actual laughter had shifted into shock and confusion before falling onto his knees within the snow.

The Skeleton wanted- needed- to say something but he was frozen to the bone.

"...Sans?"

Those eyes meet his once more, but they where no longer emeralds. Instead they burned white as flames flickered on the teen's face; clenched hand tightly around the spear. Almost as if attempting to sear the wound shut.

The world faded black... He woke halfway to Grillby's right as the Freak rushed by him- their brother no where to be seen. For a moment, Sans was tempted to give chase until he noticed the blackened smoke coming from one of the Taverns open windows.


Chara could honestly say they didn't like Frisk's new brother- not that they like many people to began with- sure he was kind and gentle but he was a thief as well. A dirty, filthy thief who dared to steal from them though the other didn't seem aware of what he had stolen.

Still that didn't excuse him.

It was only a matter of time before he realized what he had at his fingertips. He didn't deserve it.

No one did.

No Frisk.

Not Flowey.

No Sans.

And especially not Harry.

No one deserved that type of power except them.


The first thing Harry did upon waking was scream...

Father damn it, who the hell was laughing?

He'd like to see them do better when the first thin they see upon waking is a scorched skull only centimeters from his face. It didn't help one of the skulls eyes was blazing blue fire and the other a black void while having a grim smile that seem to bring out those fangs... When the hell did he get fangs anyway?

It was only after he screamed did Harry realize who exactly he had screamed at:

Sans...

Sans who he had gone on walk with...

Sans who had led him into an ambush...

Sans who he was pretty sure had gotten him killed.

His flames burned white with his rage and betrayl... Err, wait... When did he set himself on fire again? Oh right, the creepy dream with the dark void and gloopy skeleton(?) with a serial killer smile...

"Gr- Harry?"

He flames crackled furiously as his attention was brought back to the skeleton who really should have kept his mouth shut. It was becoming more and more difficult to keep his human like form with each word from the smaller.

Breathe... One... Two...Three... Breathe... Think, there was no time to lose himself to his temper... Remeber... Sans had seemed just as shocked as he was...

Maybe the younger didn't know? Maybe he put his trust into the wrong monster?

Slowly the flames began to cool, burning an organish red before settling into skin while the teenager pushed down his temper.

He was calm. He was peaceful. He was relaxed. He would not jump to conclusions without all the facts.

He would not be like them.

Now to adress the problem.

"Sans-"

Did you know?

Why?

What did you do?

"-What are you doing here?"

What? It was a perfectly resonable -WaY tO a-VoId ThE ReAl- question.

... Oh Gods No. It was bad enough with Sans, he didn't need a vioce in his head telling bad puns as well.

CoMe NoW Grillby, WhErE's YoUr PuNnY BoNE?

"-ry? Underground to Harry, you still in there?"

Blinking, emerald eyes focused on the small skeleton before him and granting him a small nod. Right, Sans. Focus on Sans.

"Thats good to know Buddy, I was worried for a moment there that you burned yourself out on me. "

On second thought, that dark void from his dreams was looking rather appealing right now. No one would really miss him anyway expect...

"Sans... Where's Frisk?"