"What are these things made of?" Terror grumbled, trying to pull away at the heavy blue strings containing Blueberry. "How am I supposed to know?" Sans's Flowey grumbled. Meanwhile his Flowey gave that one a terrible look. "Whatever these are, It's not Sans's fault that they are so annoying. You could be nicer to everyone." "I don't have a soul. I can't care. You, however, have half of a soul. You can feel." Frisk, Jester's Frisk looked shocked. "Wait, your Flowey has half a soul?" Flowey and Flowey looked up. "Obviously." the three of them said. Blueberry nodded. "Even I could see it coming." Chara looked just as confused as Frisk did. "Well I didn't see it coming." Terror shrugged. "Maybe that's a thing with humans." Both Frisk and Chara gave him disgusted looks.
"So how do you have half a soul?" Frisk asked. Flowey seemed reluctant to talk. "It's a long story." Chara shrugged. "We've got time. Terror isn't getting us out of here very fast." Terror glared at them. "Well at least I'm trying! I could just leave you here." That shut Chara up. Terror tried for what felt like hours. Then, from the other side of the anti-void, (up maybe? Direction did not exist here) came a yell. "Put me down! Put me down! Sans will find me, me and Chara!" Then Error's muffled laugh. Terror quickly backed up and put the gaster blaster to the other side of the room. Lucky, Error had not seen him.
MEANWHILE, WITH SANS… THIS IS ALL I COULD COME UP WITH SORRY GUYS
Sans had to make a pit stop a home. How many days had it been there? Jester had let them bunk in his garage for the night and Sans had been surprisingly tired. Teleporting that much did pay it's toll, and he didn't get up and exercise much. Jester had gotten them some food, (nicecream, maybe?) mostly just to keep up their spirits. Jester's Papyrus seemed confused that his new human playtoy was gone, and was very confused when he accidentally saw Sans once, but Jester convinced him he just needed sleep.
When he got home, Frisk was not in the garden. There was a full moon. "Frisk! Frisk!" Sans called into the distance. No answer. Sans became worried the more he looked around. The lights in Tori, his, and Frisk's house were out. Some of the golden flowers were wilting. Tori would never had let the flowers wilt. He ran into the house. Empty. No pie smells wafted through the air. Frisk's room was empty. Sans began to cry out. This was not right. This was not the life he left a few days ago. "Papyrus! Toriel! Frisk! Undyne! Alphys! Asgore! ANYBODY!" but nobody came.
Finally Sans straitened himself. He decided it was best if he went to visit Papyrus. Someone needed to know he was okay. He teleported to his brother's bedside, the was he always did when Sans could hear him across the street. Papyrus was crying into a pillow, muttering, "two weeks. Where are you Sans? Why don't you come back?" Sans lifted a hand. " Pap, I'm right here. Please, stop crying." Sans hated seeing his brother like this. Papyrus slowly turned around, as if expecting someone else to be standing there. "Sans, is that really you?" "Yea, bro. It's really me." Papyrus wrapped Sans in a bear hug, crying even harder. Toriel opened the door to the room. She, to, had obviously been crying. Then she noticed Sans.
"So where have you been brother?" Papyrus asked, settling down on the couch. Sans decided to go with something ominous and scary, that was also kinda real. "I got kidnapped." Toriel's eyes went wide. "Do these kidnappers have Frisk to?" Sans, finding the lie easier than normal, shook his head. "They kept us in separate rooms. If they did have Frisk, I never would have known. How long has frisk been gone?" "One day now." Toriel said. What are these kidnappers capable of?" "They can control my shortcuts."He said blatantly. " Find them. Use them. I could disappear at any moment. I just wanted to let you know I was okay and that If I escape again, I will look for Frisk." Papyrus held on to Sans. "NO! I won't let them take you away again!" but Sans knew that he had to help everyone. And with Frisk gone that could only mean one thing: Error was back in business.
I had just posted the chapter when I realized I didn't have an insert at the bottom! opps. annyways, I got some time in class to write so I asked if I could work on this... and there you go. anyways, g2g bye see you next time which will probably be soon consitering that Thursay for me is freedom :3