a brother's love

"mornin'.. though i'm not sure it's a good one." The red eyes glared down at him as he remained smiling his widest, most perpetual smile. They didn't say anything at first, just kept glaring from their place at the top of the steps while Sans kept leaning up against his mailbox over flowing with neglected letters. "guess we're just going to have to wait and see... aren't we?"

Sans could see them thinking but he could also tell that they were trying to appear unmoved and in control... They were anything but. Eventually they stood up straighter and the glare intensified.

"If you're not going to help then the least you can do is stay out of the way." Their stance is fierce, but it is severely undermined by the lingering raspiness of their voice. To make up for it, a false smile began to form- "Doing nothing is your thing, after all."

It hurts, admittedly.

"well... anyone can change... right?"

The smile on their face falters and the glare returned even more suspiciously.

"well maybe not you." Sans countered, twisting the verbal knife.

They want to look away, Sans can tell by the subtle flinch in their expression, but they hold their gaze firmly on him even as their breathing became a bit uneven. It was nice acting as always but it wasn't fooling Sans anymore. He'd never be fooled by them again.

Sans shrugged. The 'Human' growled. The door bursted open.

Both Sans and the 'Human' jumped.

"HUMAN, WAIT!" Papyrus came to a stop at the sight of them still standing there on the steps. "OH GOOD!" He decided. "HERE! I HAVE PREPARED YOU ANOTHER PLATE OF SPAGHETTI FOR THE ROAD! JUST IN CASE!"

"O-oh.." The 'Human' was giving Papyrus the weakest of fake smiles as they accepted the plate being held out to them. "Thanks again, Papyrus... For everything."

Sans clenched his jaw even harder than his fists.

"ARE YOU SURE YOU DO NOT WISH ME TO ACCOMPANY YOU?!"

"N-no. That's okay."

"yeah, and besides paps, they already have me." Papyrus lifted his head in surprise as he finally noticed his brother. "i'm walking with 'em to work."

"BROTHER DO NOT STAND AGAINST YOUR MAILBOX WHEN YOU COULD BE SORTING THROUGH IT!" Papyrus fumed.

"okay." Sans agreed, not moving the tiniest bit to grab any of the letters.

"SANS!"

"welp. gotta get going. can't be late to work and the kid's got a lot to do, too." Sans moved away from his mailbox and stood at the end of the steps. The 'Human' simply stared at him, the plate of foiled spaghetti still in their hands. Papyrus seemed annoyed still, yet pleased.

"I AM HAPPY THAT AT LEAST YOU'RE TAKING SOME INITIATIVE IN HELPING OUT NEW FRIEND!" Papyrus confided.

"heh. yeah. wouldn't want them to hurt themselves, the road to new home can be killer." The 'Human' scowled, and quickly made their way down the stairs. Sans wrapped his arm around their shoulder, taking advantage of Papyrus' presence that ensured that they could not react as violently as they wanted to at the action. All they could do was tense up, clench their grip on the plate, and smile for Papyrus. "welp. better be going, bro. catch ya later."

"NYEH. GOODBYE, BROTHER! GOODBYE, HUMAN! REMEMBER YOU HAVE MY NUMBER IF YOU NEED ANYTHING." The 'Human' didn't speak, too tense and knowing that their voice would betray them. Sans began leading them away, his grip strong. He could kill them like this. So easily.

"i sure will, bro."

"SANS, I WAS NOT TALKING TO YOU!" Papyrus fumed, stomping his foot, but then he stopped again, seeming to think. "WELL... I MEAN... YOU CAN ALWAYS CALL, TOO. SO THAT WORKS. NEH HEH."

Sans and the 'Human' were walking away... out of Snowdin.. finally, finally away from his brother.

Sans' grip was digging into the fabric of their sweater-

And the moment Papyrus was out of view, the 'Human's' bravery vanished.

The 'Human' threw Sans' hand away and took several rushed, uneven steps forward. They staggered to catch their balance... and their breath. The red eyes quickly went back to Sans, and began to take a defensive stance.

"what?" Sans taunted, feigning innocence. "i was only escortin' a friend. no need to act so worked up."

They didn't say a word, only stood there a moment in the snow with their grip tightly on the sides of Papyrus' plate of spaghetti... They pulled the plate closer to them, even as the red eyes stayed on Sans... Then finally, slowly, they began to turn away...

They walked ahead of him in continued silence, their fingers playing with the tin foil on the spaghetti. What Sans could see of their expression from his trailing position, just off of the side... Their expression was serious, clearly thinking... a small scowl on their face.

Their pace slowed as they reached their former battlefield with Papyrus, and Sans found himself next to them, even if he couldn't exactly say beside them. There was still too much space between them. Sans eyed them curiously, suspiciously, as they stopped completely in their tracks. Their hand raised and the plate of spaghetti disappeared safely into their inventory. And after that- Sans expected them to continue the long trek again, but instead the red eyes trailed as far away from him as possible without actually turning their head.

"... Papyrus... isn't an idiot." They finally mumbled.

The reaction is violent, immediate, inside Sans.

"excuse me?" To say he was angry was an understatement. "i never said that, ever!"

"N-No!" They crossed their arms, and shrunk in on themself, as if that could protect them! "I used to... I used to think..."

Sans' face was a deep scowl, the emotion he was feeling not fading in its intensity, but he kept himself steady as they kept talking. But what they could possibly be getting at with this- If a heart to heart was what they wanted he had sorry news for them-

"He.. He may not be able to understand what's going on like you do, but he can see something is off. With you. With me. But I didn't understand. He was just like them. He was just like... him..."

They paused but didn't look up, and Sans was left to briefly wonder- He knew who the 'them' was... Frisk. But he wasn't sure who the other 'he' was, but that was before Sans remembered he didn't even care. Besides, the 'Human' was talking about Paps again...

"I couldn't understand why so he was just another idiot... In my way."

"so you killed him."

The 'Human' flinched and held themself tighter, but then with a sigh, their head fell. In that moment they looked tired more than anything. Tired and so much older than... what was it? Ten? But Sans guessed that was because they really were, weren't they? They were at least a teenager in a child's body; still a demon all the same. He was done with this. Done with them. Their fragile manipulations.

Sans turned to walk away from them.

He hated th-

"He knows you're lying, Sans..." Their voice caught him. Sans froze again, the lights in his eyes that had barely just returned disappeared again as he turned once again towards them. His expression murderous. "Me too... He knows I'm lying too. He's not an idiot."

And what.. is Sans supposed to say to that?

Sans was angry, seething with it.

Claiming to know Papyrus better than Sans did? But how could he counter them? Did that mean he was saying he did think Papyrus was an idiot? He didn't think Papyrus was an idiot! There were... There were just so many, too many things Sans couldn't tell him! And they were more than half the reasons why!

He was trying to think of something biting. Something to get them riled up. But they weren't waiting for him to respond.

"He just..." The red eyes closed and they took a deep breath as they grimaced. They were already regretting what they were going to say. They decided to say it anyways. Even as they opened their eyes and coward into their shoulders. "It's not that he knows what's going on." They continued quick- "He doesn't. At all. But he knows we're not telling him everything. But- Just-"

They seemed to be growing increasingly more ashamed, their cheeks turning red- but that's assuming they could even feel shame, true shame, which Sans knew that they didnt'-

And with each word it only made Sans angrier-

"Of course they all went on vacation, Sans said so. Of course Sans is fine, if he says so, if he wasn't he'd tell me, eventually. Of course, of course, but even he knows it isn't true!" They stopped, looking slightly sick again. Honestly it was advisable for them to just shut the hell up while they were ahead, but they seemed to really have a death with- "Just because he believes in us, doesn't mean he has to believe us."

"what do you know about anything?" Sans demanded. That was a silly question, they were the time traveler after all, but still, even still- "how dare you lecture me about my brother! after everything you've done! you-"

Sans cut himself and his momentum off. He grit his teeth. He forced himself to turn around and begin to walk away before he did something he regretted.

"lets just get this over with."

But there is an easier, faster way to get it over with-

And the 'Human' wasn't taking the loss as they stepped quickly after him-

"When the RESETs end you can talk to him, Sans!" They tried desperately. "You won't have Frisk this time, you'll need to! You can't keep it all to yourself! He wants you to tell him what's wrong! And he'll believe you! You just-

"ENOUGH!"

Sans had their Soul in his grasp of Blue magic without another thought. Their horrified gasp barely registered as he slammed them hard against the nearest tree.

"AH!" Sans flinched at the sharp cry and released them. The 'Human' fell weak into the snow. Sans was struggling to breath, unable to shake the pain he had felt when he had hurt them. Not physical, but somewhere deep inside him, the sound of their cry... it had shaken him. He took a step away from them.

The 'Human' groaned then yelped in pain as they tried to lift themself up out of the snow. They grabbed their side as they flinched.

*12/15

Sans' shaken feelings were quickly turning back into anger.

"we're done here."

[Flee]

In a single breath and a flash of darkness Sans was behind the counter of his watch station. He let out a heavy breath as he did his best to let go of the strangling emotions inside him. As he tried to stop shaking.

It's almost over, he had to tell himself, it really, really was almost over. Just a little bit more. They just have to die or make it to the castle. It was fine. He could handle this. For the first time in a long time it was actually fine..

Then again- it strikes him unprompted- he probably thought that when he had been up on the surface. Sans shook his head. No, this was different. Because even back then, he had not been the one in control. Not like now. Right then. His options weren't reduced to just trusting..

"Yo!" Sans looked over as the little, yellow monster bounded towards the arriving 'Human' in recognition from before. "Are you sneaking out to see her too?"

The 'Human' hesitated but then smiled awkwardly.

"Yeah, guess I am."

"Awesome!" The Monster Kid, MK, declared, obviously excited to have a partner in their near daily outing.. "She's the coolest, right?"

The 'Human' only nodded, slowly.. nervously..

But not as nervous as Sans.

"maybe you should just go home today, kid." Sans called out. "undyne's been, uh, really busy." He already knows it's a lost cause... but the two kids being together, all of this just felt like a bad idea.

"What? And maybe miss something cool?! Never!" MK refused. "But uh... you're not gonna tell my parents are you?"

Sans is tempted to say yes, but he only sighs and the kid was taking that for what they wanted to hear.

"Come on!" The little monster calling out as they ran ahead, falling flat on their face for a moment before jumping up again and racing on their way..

The 'Human' stayed where they were, an aura of dread over them and it should give Sans a bit of joy but it doesn't, he's still too bitter and angry.. His glare narrowed and the red eyes glared back, but it is unconvincing in its strength.

Their hand is still pressed to their side in subtle pain as they walked past his station.. And he lets them...

They disappeared into the dark blues of Waterfall...

... The next time Sans caught up with them they were wearing a tutu. Which he had no idea where they had gotten it, but even from a distance it seemed like they were more assured wearing it.

They walked through the hall of the wishing room as Sans stood waiting expectantly beside the final echo flower for them... But, they didn't seem to notice. They're head was tilted back as they stared at the ceiling, the echo flowers whispering their secrets to them as they went by. There was an apparent sense of nostalgia in their expression.. They almost, just almost, looked like they hadn't been here before. Or at least, for awhile.. But Sans knew that couldn't be true. This wasn't their first RESET since they'd been to the surface. That fact, though, does not stop them from taking their time... their mind clearly elsewhere.

"C'mon, sis! Make a wish!" They paused in between the two echo flowers.

"I wish my sister and I will see the real stars someday..."

The real stars... The stars this 'Human' had given to them and then had easily ripped away.

As if the 'Human' could physically feel his radiating anger, they looked his way... They froze seeing him, their body tense. After a moment of Sans doing nothing... the red eyes eyed the telescope next to him with longing... They don't dare, though.

The 'Human' lowered their head and turned the corner, trying to ignore Sans, but he could tell from their expression that they were remembering things that were making them uncomfortable. Even if Sans didn't know what it was, he was glad to have helped.

Sans reached out to the telescope and fiddled with the eye piece between his fingers as he looked up towards the ceiling...

He'd seen real stars before... He'd seen the sun...

He couldn't remember a thing.

The knowledge is heavy...

H-How had all of this happened? Why? Sans could only sigh miserably. It didn't matter now, it was done. There was no getting it back. He could only focus on the present, where he could actually make a difference...

When Sans finally teleported after them, he found them running at full speed, blue spears raining down upon them. Sans tense and watched expectantly. Their heart was definitely racing and Sans had to wonder how that felt. To have your blood pumping through your veins. It can't be a comfortable thing; a physical manifestation of all your fears.

Sans teleported closer to get a better view as the human lept dangerously into a patch of grass. Sans jolted in surprise. They can't expect that to work! But... he dare not hold his breath, dare not hope. They had been here before, after all. Plus they're so small and quiet... Sans scanned the top of the grass for movement...

And so did Undyne.

Then, Undyne began to march straight through it.

A section of grass began to quiver.

This could be it. The end. There was no starting over again if they played this just right. Undyne could end this!

She had asked him if he cared at all, and in that moment, that moment where Sans dared to begin to hope again oh did he care. This was it. Really it. Maybe, possibly..

Undyne struck out her hand.

It was the little yellow monster kid from before..

Sans stood just as frozen as Undyne at the sight of the kid, basically buzzing with unbridled excitement in Undyne's hand.

And Sans... Undyne was putting the kid back down into the grass, she was taking several steps back, ready to retreat for the moment, and Sans... there is a feeling inside him that echos loudly of...

Of course.

That's all he can describe the emotion as, that phrase, of course. Of course the universe did this. He had to let out a tense chuckle. It was all a game, right. What a twist in events. The comedian in him had to admit that, right? Of course... Undyne had to be flustered beyond belief with that.

Of course.

Sans watched the kid and the 'Human' pile out of the grass, each breathing rapidly for very different reasons. MK seemed oblivious to the other's distress in their own excitement, barely able to hold still for a second. The 'Human' had bent over, hands on their knees as they breathed in. out. in.

"Yo..! Did you see that?!" MK asked, voice high enough to shatter glass. The 'Human' lifted their head and offered the other kid a meek smile. "Undyne just..." They were practically jumping in place. "TOUCHED ME!"

No, that was high enough to shatter glass.

Sans sighed.. this kid had no clue what was going on..

"I'm never washing my face ever again!"

The 'Human' sighed as well, but was still smiling that meek smile.

"Man, are you unlucky!" MK continued. "If you had just been standing a LITTLE bit to the left!"

Yeah, this kid had no clue what was going on.

The 'Human' looked over their shoulder back towards the grass, and Sans knew that they were going through the very brutal reality of how right MK was, at how close that had been. They'd gone through this before, but fear... Fear was a very real thing.

MK seemed to read their backwards glance as regret, though.

"Yo, don't worry!" They said enthusiastically. "I'm sure we'll see her again!"

The look on the 'Human's' face was hardly assured, but the kid was already running ahead excitedly. Too excitedly. MK face planted but before the 'Human' could respond, they were bounding up again and on their way...

... The 'Human' breathed out loudly, their shoulders falling...

Having finally recovered, they walked over to the water, onto one of the small docks scattered around all over Waterfall, and bent down, their cupped hands reaching out-

"AH!" The gasp and scream caught Sans off guard and he jumped, fully alert, his magic racing and ready to Act-

But nothing happened.

The 'Human' had flailed back from the water, but nothing happened. No monster rose up, no FIGHT initiated...

Nothing happened.

The 'Human' was shaking, though, the red eyes wide and towards the ceiling as they once again fought to catch their breath. Their hands rose to cover their face and they curled in on themself. And after a tense moment, their back shaking.. Sans thought they were crying, but soon the small sound of laughter echoed in the cavern.. Weak and broken.

After a minute or two, they lowered their hands and hesitantly leaned back over the water, their movements slow and measured.

Sans could see them take a deep breath more before they gazed out over the clear surface of the water.

And they stared...

Simply stared and with each passing second they looked a bit more... desolate. Their hand lifted and rested against their cheek.

"Despite everything..." They whispered. "It's still..."

The red eyes closed painfully as their head fell.

And Sans...

There is that feeling... That mourning, hurting shaken... feeling...

He shook his head.

No. No, not again. Not this time.

It takes an absurd amount of emotional energy even if not magical to teleport directly behind them on the small dock.

He still couldn't see anything in the water but their own reflection.

"water you up to?"

The 'Human' nearly jumped out of their skin. The red eyes widened and they twisted on the dock to face him... Only to lose their balance and fall back.

"Ah!"

Sans guessed he could have caught them if he'd tried. But this worked.

"Sans you asshole!" They raged as they resurfaced, kicking furiously back up to the dock and slapped their hands against the wood. The red eyes were blazing as they glared up at him.

"woah there, i was just trying to add a splash of fun to your life, no need to... uh... be shallow about it." Their teeth were bare as they dragged themself out of the water and he took a step back. "maybe you're one for more dry humor i suppose."

"Move." They ordered.

"heh." Sans took another step back but not out of the way.

They stared, anger rolling off of them and perhaps that was steam he saw coming off of them? In spite, pure spite... they jumped back into the water next to him.

"woah!" Sans said as he barely avoided the splash.

The 'Human' was pulling themself up onto the shore.

"was it somethin' I said? guess i'll have to ponder my actions for a bit! maybe i got in too deep!"

They stopped before entering the next room, he can see that they are beginning to shake but its from the cold- jumping in the water right after a cold was probably not for the best... but when they turned back towards him, they were smiling wicked and eyes sharp.

"Why don't you go tr'y out all those puns on Undyne?" They asked too sweetly. "I'm sure she'll find them gillarious..."

"... i mean.. i know my jokes are killer, right? but we wouldn't want to distract her from her mission. and yours too. after all, you're angling to make friends arencha?"

They turned away darkly.

"You're a load of crap." They muttered through chattering teeth.

"what didja say?! i'm a load of carp?!"

"I'M BOWING OUT!"

"that was still a pun!" He called back.

"I HAVE MADE MYSELF CRYSTAL CLEAR YOU ARE GRATING ON MY NERVES!"

They were yelling but Sans could hear the proud smile in their voice. Sans can't help himself, doesn't even notice at first the excitement inside his chest as he teleports ahead. And there it is, his telescope is still set up! His laziness paying off. If he worked fast enough he could- wait.

Sans' expression fell and he put away the ink before he even pulled it completely out.

They'd know. They'd expect it.

... They'd want it...

The 'Human' reappeared and they smirked at seeing him standing there between the box and telescope. They stopped expectantly in front of him.

"welp. i guess is should have had a space pun ready for ya, but i'd need a bit longer to planet."

Their smirk fell, but after a moment a shadow of it returned, their wet hair sticking to the sides of their lifted cheeks- It was too forced.

"Well, I'm sure it will dawn on... you." Their smile fell again and the red eyes flickered away in guilt and their cheeks were turning a rosy red. They eyed the telescope beside him hopefully after a moment... waiting for him to say something... and the longer they waited the more Sans knew he had made the right choice. He had gotten them. For real.

"water you waiting around here for?" He asked. He knew he'd already made that pun but whatever, it worked. They looked a bit crushed, but after a moment... there was no surprise... but in the end they glared.

They fumed as they turned the corner and he waited curiously know that was supposed to be a dead end. They returned, opened the box, and placed some sort of card inside it. Then they hesitated. They looked back over the box towards Sans and then pulled out their phone.

It only rang twice before Papyrus answered the phone. Just like always.

The 'Human' wasn't smiling, but their voice was almost cheerful as they asked about Sans having a telescope. Sans' eyes darkened as he watched them.

"HUH? MY BROTHER? OF COURSE HE HAS A TELESCOPE! SANS LOVES OUTER SPACEY SCI-FI STUFF."

"Oh. I didn't know that." They replied evenly, their gaze still tearing through Sans.

"HMM? HE NEVER TOLD YOU? YEAH, SANS NEVER TELLS ANYBODY ANYTHING!"

The anger was burning through Sans as they hung up and put the phone away. The red eyes were still firm and unmoved by his dangerous expression and they began to walk away. As if nothing had happened. As if they could just keep getting away with crap like that just because they were upset that Sans wouldn't play along. As if... As if Sans was still helpless.. hopeless. As if...

Sans' fists were tight as he struggled to keep a level head.

But even with that level head...

They were slipping on a pair of slippers to match their tutu when Sans re-emerged from the darkness behind them.

There was a way to end this. A way to end all of this. If he just did it right.. If he just held sure.

Stayed determined.

The gasp they make sends another wave of shaken emotion through his core, but Sans plunged through it just as forcefully as he plunged them fast beneath the waves.

He can feel them struggling, it's an awful way to go, but any way Sans chose would not have been fast, painless-

... This is just what they deserved...

He thinks it over and over, quick and sure, not allowing any room for doubt. And when there is-

Stars and dawns and sunsets.

For everyone.

Paps-

Even if he won't understand- and that's why Sans hadn't done this right from the start to begin with-

Stars. Dawns. Sunsets.

Sans sent an array of bones beneath the water and pulled up forcefully.

In a single instant, Sans felt the swelling of LOVE inside him, heavy and dragging in his Soul, at the same time that he fell backwards onto the ground... and the bright, blue Soul floated above him... the body it was supposed to be attached to still held down by his bone array.

Sans froze, waiting, expectantly. For time to snap back, it always snapped back. Always, always, alwaysalwaysalways-

Time wasn't snapping back.

A minute passes. Two. Three. Four. Seven. Ten.

Sans can't breathe. The Soul stayed there, floating in blue magic just above his hands... Floating there. Whole, glowing, unshattering. Sans' hands were shaking.

This isn't real. This wasn't going to be real...

There was a pulse from the Soul in his hands and Sans gasped, flinched, expecting...

But again... nothing.

Sans let out another large breath.

Nothing.

"It's... It's over." He braced for it, the blow, the immediate proof he was wrong from the universe that hated him.

But again... nothing...

Nothing.

Nothing, nothing, nothing!

"It's over." There is laughter in Sans' voice and there is a feeling inside him he can't explain... A feeling-

Freedom.

"It's over." The tears were working their way down his face before he even notices them. Sans covered his eye sockets with his hand as the tears kept coming, harder.

The Soul pulsed again and Sans gasped, lowering his hand and staring at it... sitting there, still whole, in his open palm.

It's over... And more importantly.

Undyne.

Sans was getting up.

He had to get to Undyne. Or the King direct- Before the universe acted. Before the universe took this away from him too. He had to...

Sans was running, not sure where to teleport with the castle itself too far away and Undyne's location unknown.. Running, the whole future ahead of him-

But he is careless, he isn't paying attention. Sans cried out as he tripped over something growing in the path. He went to shortcut, to save his footing and crisis, but... Fear grips him as he.. can't.

And whatever had tripped him, had grabbed hold of him tightly, grew-

"what-" It's fast. Faster than Sans knows how to comprehend. It has his legs, his torso, his arms that were rising high above his head, keeping the Soul safe, out of it's grasp, but Sans definitely, surely, cannot move. It has him-

And Sans' mind is racing-

This is familiar. So familiar. So awfully familiar.

And he's panicking. He can't breathe.

This is bad.

Familiar and bad.

A nightmare he had forgotten made real..

"Give. Them. To. Me."

The voice is just the same.

Makes Sans cold.

"I SAID GIVE THEM TO ME!" It shrieked. Sans looked down towards it, from it's place in front of him-

A flower...

Sans can't feel even as the vines hold onto him painfully, as the vines try to drag him down, to reach the Soul. The flower was trying to grow it's own stem higher, to get closer, so desperately closer to the Soul. It's face is demonic, it's movements and actions deranged-

"You smiley trash bag!" Sans' fingers were working to curl around the Soul, to summon enough magic in his pained Soul. "NO!" The flower raged, seeing what he was trying, it was summoning an array of pellets around him and began to lunge- "THEY'RE MINE!"

Sans could feel the Soul shattering in his hand just as the pellets struck at full force into his chest.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

Sans fell into the mud, limp and numb. He could feel the dust in his teeth and every part of his body as the world blurred.

"Ch-Chara?" The flower's voice called.

Chara... It's a familiar name, Sans can't place... can't...

"Chara, please! Please! I.." There are tears in the voice as Sans' vision slipped into blackness- "It's not worth it." The voice continued. "It's not worth it if it means losing you..."

Darkness...

Oblivion...

"Please... Please, not again..."

Sans was slammed back into place, pain in his chest as the world came into brutal focus. He breathed out, a hand on his chest as he leaned back against the wall-

What... What..?

He has to orient himself because he can't quite remember-

The telescope. The box. Waterfall.

Right, right. He was just antagonizing the 'Human', was about to put ink on his telescope, was just... Just...

That was a Load... but wrong.. Wrong... Something...

And it felt as if he had...

Sans jolted as the 'Human' appeared from the other room. They didn't stop, they made their way straight forward, not even looking at him. Their arms were crossed and their shoulders hiked and their wet hair dripping, and Sans had a brief memory-

Their Soul... His hand...

He'd killed them.

But he'd also...

The pain in his chest is pounding...

He'd killed them but he hadn't gotten away with it, either...

There was anger, frustration...

Of course.

Sans kept his hands in his pockets and he stayed where he was just awhile longer... fuming...

Of course.

... Of course...