Chapter 4.

A/N: Hey guys, I am so glad to see that I have a few followers and favorites to the story, I am really glad to know that you are enjoying it! My schedule is going to be packed this week so I wanted to go ahead and post 4 and 5 today, that way you can catch up later in the week if you wish. Enjoy!

I cannot say if it's the fear of being asked a specific question or the bite of the answer that drives people mad, asking themselves what the outcome could be before it has even happened. It was already pretty clear that this monster, this skeleton, did not like me and for reasons I still was unsure about. His gaze on me only hardened when I saw him stare awaiting for answer, as my eyes traveled over him slightly taken aback from the demanding question. Who in the hell was I?

"Uhm," I whispered testing my vocal cords, seeing that they were well enough to allow me to speak. "Do you want to know my name?" I timidly whispered, trying to choose my words carefully as I saw his expression darkening.

"Sure kid, why the hell not? Tell me your name." he snapped, rolling his eyes before glaring at me, like my name was the last thing he was actually concerned with.

I inwardly grimaced at the anger in his voice, not understanding why he was so frustrated to begin with. He was far from the other skeleton that seemed kind and considerate, despite me giving neither of them a chance to tell me what is going on. I carefully sat myself up in the bed, pulling my knees to my chest as I do when I feel nervous. "My name is Renee'…my friends would call me Ren-"

"Do I look like your friend?" he cut me off, his voice deep and sharp. I shut my mouth, feeling like the tone was rude but was too afraid to say otherwise. Slowly shaking my head, he huffed looking away. "My name is Sans."

I quietly said his name, confirming it before he looked back at me with a sharp glare. I thought he was about to yell at me again but I watched as he closed his eyes, seemingly trying to calm himself down. His eyes opened again, the faint specks of white traveling on me again. I waited patiently as he looked me over, a slight sigh being heard. "How old are ya, kid?"

I bit my lip feeling slightly more at ease as he asked me a very general question. I had never met a monster before, and despite my earlier fright, I was slowly beginning to feel more at ease in their presence. "I just turned twenty-two…" I whispered nodding to myself. I couldn't help but smile slightly, tucking a hair behind my ear. I suppose Sans didn't like that very much, because he almost snapped why I was even smiling in the first place. "I'm sorry, I was just thinking."

Sans flexed his hands consciously, glancing at me with a judging stare. "Thinking, is quite a dangerous thing to do kid. Don't you agree?" The way he phrased it almost made it seem like I was compelled to agree, but he looked outwards to the window as dusk began to fall before looking back at my small form. "You start thinking things, and then you start getting ideas. Before you know it, you're putting those ideas into actions, and frankly kid," he paused leaning forward the lights of his eyes dimming considerably. "I would be careful if you were to do anything up at this point."

I frowned, but looked down trying to be quiet. "Could…I ask something?" I swallowed looking at him, trying to not shrink under his stare. The silence gave me a slight shake, as I began to fiddle with the sheet on the bed. "That other skeleton…Papyrus?"

Sans glared coldly at me, almost daring me to say something. I frowned staring back, not sure whether I should say anymore. "What about him." Sans growled in a protective manner. I blinked still unsure where this hostility was coming from, but looked over to the teddy bear, my eyes softening slightly.

"He's very nice and…I wanted to apologize for scaring him, I mean." I paused holding the teddy bear to me as I let my hand travel over its fur. "I was just taken by surprise when I woke up, but I didn't mean to act out like I had without thanking him for saving me."

There was a stillness that fell between the both of us, my eyes looking up to Sans as he didn't seem to be holding any expression, perhaps being polite enough to just let me talk. I smiled slightly with a light laugh. "The funny thing is though, I don't even know how I managed to get that far in the snow…I must have been out there for hours." I shook my head glancing back up to him. His eyes were trained on my hands that was holding the bear, and I felt myself grimace slightly when his brow narrowed. I sighed clearing my throat.

Sans eyes flickered back to me and I almost tried not to laugh to hard when my hand was unconsciously touching my throat. "Thank you, for helping me…I was really scared when…when." My brow began to knit together though, as I stared hard at Sans expression. Something was flickering in the back of my mind, and I couldn't help but feel that I had met Sans on previous occasions. But that couldn't be possible. I knew that he had caught me when I tripped on the stairs but…"Sans, have we me-"

"Alright, that's enough questions kid. It's my turn." His cold stone voice cut me off as I blinked surprised, nodding slightly not one to try and argue with someone like him. "How much lv do you have? I'm curious."

I blinked a moment. "Love?" he stared at me nodding, as I looked confusingly at him with a shrug. "Uh-haha, that's a strange question." His gaze narrowed but I shook it off looking at my hands. "I mean, I guess I have a lot? I get a lot from my parents, siblings, my friends-"

"I don't need to hear anymore." He snapped running a hand over his face with a shake of his head. I could see the blue hues filtering through his hand as he looked back up at me. "So you start from ground zero and work your way from there huh? The ones that matter the most to those who don't matter at all?"

This conversation was beginning to make me feel confused and uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but clutch the teddy bear slightly not understanding what he was saying. Were all monsters like this? Demanding and aggressive? Papyrus didn't seem like that at all from as far as I could tell, but rather had a gentle heart and charismatic temperament. I didn't want to think ill of monsters but Sans…

"You really don't like me, do you?" I whispered feeling my stomach turn slightly. Sans glanced over at me with a cold look, almost saying 'what do you think', causing me to turn away and frown. "If you didn't like me so much, than…why did you decide to help me a few moments ago?" I whispered running by thumb over the teddy bear, staring at Sans with a rather desperate expression.

His eyes darkened once more, but I didn't freeze up.

"Sans, why are you so angry with me?...what did I do to make you hate me so much?" I whispered hesitantly, shaking my head not understanding where all of this was coming from. For all I knew, this was just his personality. Maybe he hated humans? But he helped me so…

I felt like the room had just dropped ten degrees. Sans no longer seeming to be focused on my question, a dark grin etched on his features as his eye flared up with blue and yellow energy.

…

I bet your telling me, that what I just asked, was a very, very stupid question.

…

Shame on you for not saying it sooner.

…

It happened so fast that I felt my body buckle beneath the weight of Sans, having had gotten directly in front of me, hands on my arms as he stared me down harshly. I began to squirm, the light in his eyes gone and the previous blue blaze glowing now, more prominent than before.

"Why?" he gripped me shaking me for emphasis. "Why am I angry? Angry doesn't even begin to fathom what I am feeling towards you right now!" he snarled pinning me against the wall as his knee pushed into the bed. I felt my face flush with fear, the blue glow of his eye illuminating the small room as I winced at the sudden grip that tightened around my arms.

I opened my eyes with growing tears, not even being a few inches away from Sans. I stared into his blue, the mixture of hate, anger, sadness, and frustration behind his expression, causing me to shiver and wince from his growing hold. "Then," I nearly was able to get the word out as I tried to find the voice in my chest that had begun to shrivel up and hide. "Then, what are you feeling? Sans, what did I do?"

There was a sudden stillness between us both, his eyes narrowing before I felt him roughly toss me on the bed, causing me to bounce slightly as he before he gripped the collar of my shirt and pulling me towards him crudely. My hands instinctively flew up to his, gripping them as the nervous energy began building back up in my stomach, feeling myself being dragged forcefully off the bed. "Sans?"

My voice was almost inaudible and almost didn't make it before Sans directly shoved me harshly back down, throwing me onto the mattress like a rag doll. I could tell he wanted nothing more than to punch me, inflict pain on me, take out all of that anger and frustration on me, but he refused.

"Please stop, you're scaring me." I whispered scooting away. I slowly reached up to grab the shirt, covering myself slightly as he frustratingly punched the adjacent wall to his left, before turning to me abruptly.

"I am angry because you killed my friend!" he shouted nearly overcome with grief. I could see tears were starting to form in his eyes, and his hands continued to visibly shake as he stared at me. "Are you enjoying this? Taunting me? Asking me how I feel when you clearly have no compassion in that damn soul of yours?" he stepped forward again as I pushed myself away.

"I never killed anyone-"

Sans eye flared again and he stepped forward with warning. "Don't you lie to me you filthy human." He snapped. "Toriel is dead. I don't even know why I even let you live in the first place!"

I was officially lost for words.

His frown slowly flickered into a terrifying smile, a dark grin plastered on his face as blue tears began to leak from his eyes. I shook when a deep laugh echoed slightly in the room, before he lifted his hand with a glowing flame. "I don't know why I am explaining this to you, you were there, you did this!"

He was hysterical. Standing up, I nearly made it to the door before I felt him roughly grab a hold of my hair, yanking me backwards and sending me to the floor. He watched as I scurried like a frightened spider attempting to get away, before using his blue magic to grab my foot and drag me right back to him.

My heart began to race as he grew closer, the tension in the room becoming tighter and harder to move or think. Was he going to kill me?

Tears began to flood my vision as I felt myself hyperventilate. Shaking my head, I looked at him truly frightened before covering my eyes with my hands. "Someone, please help me!" I screamed out instead of running to the door, running to the window instead. "Someone, please help-" I gasped though when Sans dragged me back by my hair once more, this time a new found fury building in him as he pulled me close.

My hands flung to his wrists as he pulled me further, before I let out another scream. "Stop it Sans, let me go!" I didn't hear the threats he began to make as I felt myself being compressed. It only lasted a second longer before I felt something cold and wet coat my feet, the air around us changing drastically. I let out a gasp as Sans pushed me harshly forward, the feeling of a cold compress coating me before I realized that we had somehow made it outside.

Sitting up immediately out of shock from the climate change, I quickly turned around to see Sans staring me down with arms crossed. "Go on, scream all you want. There's no one out here." He mused before proceeding to follow me as I dashed forward, falling once more into the deep snow.