Thanks for the feedback on everything! Don't worry though, so far the story is still RWBY cannon.
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Sans stood there amidst the ruins of the room. The bed mattresses were torn, there were scorch marks on the walls, and even a broken stick..? He picked it up and used it as a sort of pointer while he had everyone's attention. "so as much fun as this seems, Frisk i hope you won't stick around for what's going to happen next… and trust me. they're really not gonna like what happens next. best to not stick around." he warned his pal.
Frisk nodded at him and without any resistance from their attackers, left the room. Sans watched as they closed the door behind them, and then he turned back to face the group. "heya."
Cinder stared at him, looking down his skeletal form for any weaknesses. "So you're the skeleton who's been causing a ruckus around campus. I gotta say it's a pleasure to meet you." she smiled.
"same to you, those fighting skills of your are to fall for." he grinned back at her in response, letting her know exactly how much he knew. "i gotta say it's one thing to almost finish a human, but it's another to try and kill that particular human." he then pointed his stick on the ground to draw a line in the carpet. "let's say this line is good ol` Frisk, and when you kill Frisk another line goes through that line. tell me, what do you get?"
Emerald stepped in, curious not of his style or example, but of the power that had begun radiating from him. "An X?" she questioned.
Sans nodded. "exactly. x marks the target. the moment you kill Frisk, they reset. and let me tell you now… if Frisk has to reset again…" his eyes, only two white/yellowish dots in a skull, disappeared and his posture changed from a slouch to one of an experienced fighter, "You're Gonna Have A Bad Time."
Mercury was leaned up against the wall, his robotic foot was shattered but no pain was there and he was able to go in for a surprise attack, only to miss his target completely somehow and land on the ground. Sans just looked at him and chuckled. "i made a promise to a friend that i didn't really know, but now i know i get the meaning you reap exactly what you sow."
He then turned back to Cinder, no longer worried about Mercury, and pointed his all threatening stick at her. "you've got to watch yourself and all of your decisions now, because as long as i'm here i'll do what it takes to get the kid back home. everything you do will change my mind about you. don't go hating others just because you want to. capiche?"
No one moved, and after a moment of waiting Sans turned around and left the room. Everyone left stood or sat there waiting for Cinders next order. "We continue as planned. If needed I'll personally terminate the skeleton myself."
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Asgore stood amongst the grassy fields as he watched the dark creatures roam about. They were strange, they reminded him of the amalgamates. Their mysterious composure and bone like armor made them seem like something out of a nightmare, but he just now understood their fighting ability as he watched a small pack tear apart a human's body that had been strung from a tree.
What had caused this behavior? Why did they act this way? It wasn't for him to find out either way, he just wanted to find Frisk and that was it. He looked behind him and saw a vast ocean. The chances of finding someone out there were slim, so he decided to slink around the outside of the fields in an attempt to avoid confrontation.
Within the next three hours of walking he came across a wide forest where he began to see smoke appear. "Perhaps a campfire?" he told himself, hastening his pace to make it there. As he arrived however, he saw not creatures of black causing destruction but instead a human. There was only one there, a female looking to be around her teenage years. He sunk back into some shrubbery nearby as he thought of his options.
Kill the human and take their soul, or spare them and hope they didn't attack him later? He decided to go with the ladder as he came out of his hiding spot and walked towards the girl.
The girl looked docile to his eye, she donned a pure white jacket topped with white fur, light blue skirt with specks of white snowflakes surrounding the edges, and hair as white as his fur but as long as Undyne's hair. As he approached her she turned, but did not draw her weapon. Instead she greeted him with a warm smile. "Hi!" she called to him.
"Why hello there… uh… Howdy!" he responded, hoping this human was not setting a trap for him. What a way out that would be, dinner for a human. He kept his forward pace with caution then extended his hand, and getting a gracious hand in return as the two shook. This was going better than expected.
"What brings you out this far from everyone else?" she asked him, her voice cold as ice but seemingly lovely at the same time. "I am lost." the goat responded, "Perhaps you have seen a small child go by here recently?"
She giggled. "No, I haven't. Although I do believe I've heard a whisper of a lost child from a dear sister. Tell me, what is your name sir?" She reached over and tossed another log into the fire, she did not care that the fire was much bigger than it needed to be for just one person. In fact she seemed to take pleasure in the height of the flames. 'What a strange human' he thought.
"My name is Asgore. What is yours?" he responded, sticking his finger towards her. Her light blue eyes trained on him as she thought to herself, then responded. "My name is Winter, one of the four season maidens."
Asgore was confused, but before he asked any questions he gestured to the fallen tree she was sitting on as if asking to take a seat. She scooted over and pat the log, telling him to have a seat. He was a bigger figure than the log was used to holding, but by some luck the rotted tree held. It was then, as he looked into the fire yet again, that he realized it was beginning to snow. All around them small white spots appeared and landed on the ground.
"Tell me, your name was Winter you said?"
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Sans and Yang stood in the South entrance to the arena as they awaited the alert to enter. It was finally Yang's day to shine and have her one on one match with a member of Emerald's team. It was supposed to be her match with Mercury but apparently he slipped and twisted his ankle at the last second so Emerald was taking his place.
"Woo! Can't wait to get in there and kick some boo-tay!" she yelled excitedly, pumping her fists into the air and then punching an invisible punching bag. At this notion Sans laughed, she always got like this when she was about to go into a fight or a competition. It just seemed… right for her kind of personality.
"don't kick it too hard. this isn't acting so breaking a leg is a bad idea." Sans, despite his appearance he put on, was quite worried. He felt like in another timeline something was about to go terribly wrong, and if there's one thing he knew best. If it goes wrong in one timeline there's a good chance it'll go wrong again.
"Now calling Yang Xiao to the arena." the intercom said from above. She pumped her fist into the air once more before she started running down the hallway into the arena. "Watch me win Sans!" she called back to him, but his response was drowned out by the roaring crowd. Good thing too, because he had to talk to Frisk about their little confrontation. Good thing he told them to wait outside the south entrance.
He walked down the hallways a bit until he saw them there, waiting like he asked them to. "heya pal. just wanted to let you know I didn't hurt em. not like these baby bones could do much damage anyways."
Frisk nodded happily, the fight had been aborted so they didn't gain any LOVE or EXP, if it weren't for Sans there's no telling what LOVE they would be right now. You can guess that Chara wasn't too happy about that. "I'm guessing I shouldn't tell anyone what happened then?" they asked and Sans nodded.
"kind of hard to redeem yourself when you've already been marked as a psychopathic murderer. hehe, a little too on the nose Chara?" he grinned at Frisk, he was the first person to ever realize that Chara was in there too. He put the pieces together after the events that took place in team CFVY's room. He was taking it surprisingly well actually. Not that he really cared though. He began to walk off only to feel a tugging on his sleeve.
"Don't go yet.. there's something I need to tell you." they said to him, their voice trembling a bit. This peaked his interest and it's not like he was going to ignore the lovable little human. He bent down on one knee and rubbed their hair. "what's up?"
Frisk stared down at their feet twiddling their thumbs behind their back nervously. "Y-you know about the timelines right? Well in o-one Flowey got the human souls and became this.. this t-t-thing! It had an aura around it that felt like some of the students on campus and I know this sounds cra-"
"let me guess, you want me to check it out and make sure the world's worst case of bad gardening isn't here?" he responded in a joking but somewhat stern voice he used when he was being serious. Frisk shook their head up and down and then Sans stood up. "guess my works cut out then, but you'll own me. in payment when we get home i'm gonna need access to the motel you live in's pool." he smiled. "always wanted to try sunbathing on the surface."
Frisk smiled at their friend and was about to walk back to their seat to meet up with Ruby until they heard a strange sound. "Do you hear that Sans? It sounds like…"
"booing." he stated, grabbing Frisk by the hand. "come on I know a shortcut." the two went down the hallway, seemingly away from the arena until he came across a door. He opened the door, but when they walked through it they came out at a VIP's box room. They walked up to the front of the room to get a look at why the booing was happening, then they saw it. The TV replay showed Yang breaking Emeralds leg even though she had already thrown in the white flag many moments earlier.
"that's not what i meant when i said break a leg, Yang." he whispered to himself before walking out and disappearing from Frisk's view.
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Yang laid in bed crying as her team tried to comfort her. Ruby was laying with her, Blake sat on the top bunk trying to say comforting things like "It'll be alright." and "It's okay it wasn't your fault." Weiss however, sat on her bunk. She was clearly confused, should she confort Yang or scold her for doing something so ruthless and stupid? She would need to think about that more before she gave an answer.
"I swear, s-she was laying there and then she pulled a blade on me! I hit her hand to knock it out of the way and th-then suddenly I was being hated on by the crowd! I don't understand!" she cried. All of her team had seen her punch the downed player in the leg, shattering it, but no matter how many times Yang watched the video she swore that's not how it went down.
Suddenly, the door opened. No one there knew why anyone besides Frisk would come in considering they had a "DO NOT DISTURB" sign posted on the door. So it was quite strange and angering when they saw the skeleton come in.
"hey… uh knock knock?" he said, peeking his head through. The locks on the door somehow undone. Maybe they had forgotten to lock it, maybe it was broken? Who knows? All they did know was that they weren't going to deny Yang some time with her new best friend.
"What do you want Sans I'm not in the mood.." she sobbed, taking a tissue and blowing her nose. She laid it gently on the pile she had created in the floor. It reminded Sans of his paper tornado in his room. "that's now how you respond to a knock knock joke." he prodded. She moved her head up to her pillow a little bit so she could see him.
"I said I'm not in the mood!" she yelled. . . . . . "Who's there?" she gave in and Sans smiled, causing her to laugh a little bit. "fight." "Fight who?"
He waited a moment to add to the dramatic effect, then gave her a long wink. "fight someone who won't cheat next time." he grinned, extending his hand to her. She smiled back at him against all odds and reached for his hand, but upon contact a long drawn out fart noise came into the air. "whoops. looks like i forgot to take out the whoopie cushion. at least it wasn't the buzzer this time."
The two laughed again and with Sans help everyone was able to get along for the night. There were no fights over what happened in the Arena because no one wanted to get Yang depressed again. Team JNPR was even able to come over and join on the fun too. It was at this point that everyone could see why Frisk liked Sans so much.
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"WHAT?!" Papyrus yelled at himself, looking down at his map. "HOW IS IT POSSIBLE I'M ONLY FIVE MILES OUT IF I'VE BEEN GOING TOWARDS THE SUN?!" he stuffed his map back down in his 'battle suit' and pointed towards the stars. "NO MATTER! I WILL FIND FRISK AND I WILL MAKE THEM THE BEST BOWL OF SPAGHETTI YET! NYHHEHEHE!"
And with that the Skeleton continued on his journey to find Frisk.
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Hello dearies! Have you come to buy a doughnut? or perhaps a croissant? maybe even our world famous PB&J? Ahuhuhu! Regardless what you're here for this IS a sponsored outro, by none other than me, so I'll be sure to give him his money's worth! Starting with reviews, he was quite confused on what you were talking about with this Chara person, but then he realized NONE of the fonts made it through since he changed some things. Ahuhuhu! We spiders can't afford to make mistakes like that, but he thanks you for telling him mrtacomam and HeroBladeRiyet. As for the dearies InSanity, sort of Mad God 42, and Christopherprime22, the author thanks you and really hates to delay the story more than he has to. He doesn't like waiting around. As for Pony, my little Papyrus might be too fragile for the World of Remnant. (as the author told me). Though you might be hearing more of his misadventures attempting to find little Frisk and their big fat wallet! Ahuhuhuhu! Finally P90isthewaytobe, the author has three things to say to you. One, thank you! Two, Mercury has robotic legs so breaking them isn't breaking cannon, and the story doesn't go much with team CFVY or what Cinder does on her free time. Third, this apparently has nothing to do with the story so if you're not familiar with the p90, skip down please! P90 has a bad spray and not enough damage per bullet making it a spray gun usually, try the MP7 for more accuracy and firepower per bullet. He also says he may be an author but he does play CS:GO. Don't judge!
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