Other Half

Chapter 6

Sans groaned and held his skull. His eye spotlights were dark, and the skeleton barely retained consciousness. While he could form no cohesive thoughts, he recognized a throbbing sensation in his rib cage. After his realization, all of his senses returned at once, making him wince, cover his eye sockets, teeth, and the areas on the sides of his face where he comprehended sound. He immediately groaned, then registered that he lay on the ground. Sans felt confused, but he slowly sat up and placed his bony fingers over his head. After a minute, his thoughts returned, and he noticed the human laying on the ground across from him, her body surrounded by some black, oozing substance. Sans made an unintelligible noise before inquiring about his location.

"What?" He asked, his words coming out in inconceivable gurgles. "Who- What happened?" He asked, then immediately, he heard… and saw something.

"I am free." A voice said, and with a start, Sans realized that, while the voice sounded garbled, he could understand it. Images of symbols flashed in his mind as the voice spoke, and Sans realized that the strange symbols corresponded to the words that the entity spoke. Before he had a chance to respond, the girl across from him sat up, and then emitted a groan. She immediately looked around the room and noticed that she sat in black liquid. Actually, the stuff didn't feel wet, but it spread around in a similar way to water.

"What? Who are you?" She asked, and wanted to respond, but it seemed like she looked towards a wall as she spoke. Actually, Sans doubted that she had noticed him yet. "I'm… Frisk." She said her voice hesitant. She looked understandably confused. Sans's eye sockets widened in surprise. This was Frisk- the human from his paradox notebook. He wanted to go up to her immediately and ask her what to explain the situation, but he decided against it, at least for now. Honestly, he did not know how much more new information he could take today. "Someone else is here?" She asked. The girl cautiously turned around, then jumped backwards a little when she saw the, at least, compared to a human adult, gigantic skeleton. Sans, in turn, took a cautious step backwards and raised his hands in both a surrendering and defensive position.

"Hey- Uh, Frisk, right? Do you know…what's going on?" He asked, speaking slightly slower than usual. Frisk seemed to relax a little as her head shook, but her face revealed that she had hundreds of questions to ask, and zero words to format them. Sans, after realizing that they lacked the capacity to explode, decided to re try his original introduction.

"Hey kid, don't you know how to greet a new pal? Come on, shake my hand!" He asked, putting his hand out directly in front of him, in a gesture that silently invited her to shake. She looked between his skeletal fingers and his face unsurely for a moment, then decided to place her hand in his. Immediately, they heard a large fart sound echo in the room. Frisk looked up in confusion, and then her face began to change. It slowly morphed into a smile, and immediately, the girl began to laugh. Sans immediately beamed at her, and an actual grin appeared on his face.

"Wh-What was-" Frisk tried to get out a question regarding the red object in her hand. Sans just began to laugh a little in response.

"The old whoopee cushion in the hand trick! It is always funny. Anyway, I'm Sans." He said, and then he began to look around the room. Black vapory gunk surrounded the floor of the entire room. A little mist proofed up around their feet, and Sans sighed. He had clearly made a mess, but if his paradox journal, and this girl's appreciation for his jokes were to be trusted, the skeleton knew that he had someone that could help him clean it up.

Monster kid felt panic overtake his body. He had officially lost Frisk, and he had no idea where to find her. The yellow reptile cursed silently to himself.

"Of all days for this to happen- I was even going to ask her." He said to himself, shaking his head. Kid started to retrace his way back to the previous room, and he looked down at the ground in defeat. The young monster lacked the ability to locate her, or even know how he would even go about finding her in this gigantic, dark area. As he retraced his steps, he got closer to the room where he had originally started. Kid walked into the piano room, only to hear uproarious laughter. He immediately identified the laugh as Frisk's, and started to sprint towards the sound.

He quickly located the source of the sound, and then paused. The room used to be a part of the wall, as far as he knew. The newly formed passageway had black mist leaking out of the entry, and Kid felt fear about what laid inside. Still, he knew the location of his friend, and he blamed himself for their current situation. The monster took a deep breath and summoned his courage to walk in the room.

Kid honestly lacked an idea of what he expected, but definitely not…this. His initial relief at the sight of his unharmed friend faded into confusion at her current position. She stood directly in front of a monster, a laugh resounding from her mouth. A hand attached the two, and neither of them seemed particularly worried. Actually, the girl appeared almost unearthly. A mysterious, black, misty substance hung off her body, and it encircled the room. She almost seemed to radiate dark energy, and Kid felt a small burst of fear in his soul.

"Dude, what's going on?" Kid asked, his voice uncertain. Frisk turned towards him and immediately ran to her friend, offering him a hug.

"Hey, where did you go?" She asked him, moving her hands to her hips. "When I came back, you weren't there!" Kid looked away, embarrassed.

"Sorry… I saw and read the glyphs, and when I acknowledged whatever you said, I wasn't paying attention. Then I thought I lost you down here, and I ran to go find you." He said, then he looked at her seriously. "Frisk, I'm so sorry. I don't know what I would have done with myself if I hadn't found you…I'm sorry Frisk, and I won't ever loose you again." He stated, his speech free of its usual slang. Frisk's accusatory glance softened, but she looked a little confused. It felt unnatural for her friend to be this serious, and it worried her. After all, Frisk never thought that she was in real danger down here, but she still did not intend to invoke worry from her friend just to complete a puzzle.

"Hey, it's okay. You don't need to be sorry Kid, I'm fine." She said, reassuring him. She reached for another tentative hug, and he could tell that he wished, just for this moment, that he had arms he could use to hug her back. After the hug broke up, Frisk grinned. "Oh, and you'll never believe this, Kid! You know that puzzle you were talking about?" She asked, feeling proud of herself. Kid nodded, then his eyes widened.

"Wait, no way. You solved it?" He asked, astonished.

"I did!" She said. As she prepared to recount the story, Sans coughed into his bony fist and alerted the pair of his presence. "Oh, sorry. Kid, meet Sans. Sans, I'm introducing you to Kid." She said, then waited for the two to greet each other. Kid decided against summoning a hand to greet this skeleton, and Sans, in turn, didn't offer an alternate greeting to a handshake. The reptile felt uncomfortable around the skeleton. He emitted a creepy aura- not that Kid believed in such things, but his 'instincts', told him to mistrust the skeleton too some extent. Instead, the two gave each other terse nods, and that ceased their greetings.

"I think we need to talk later, I'm here with the university, and I've got to get back quickly to check in with my teachers." Sans said, and both Frisk and Kid realized that they probably needed to return quickly too. The pair of friends looked at each other in dread.

"You're right! We have to catch the next boat, and we were probably due back a while ago!" Kid said, his voice full of alarm. He immediately began to run out of the room, using his yellow hand magic to drag Frisk after him. Sans began his teleportation process, began to leave when the voice stopped him again.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" It asked, and Sans slapped his forehead in frustration. He still needed to find a way to talk to Frisk about their crazy situation.

"Wait!" He said, running after the pair. He caught Frisk's arm, causing her to look back for a minute. "Hey, I still need to find you later!" Sans practically shouted. Frisk attempted to turn around, but Kid's yellow magic hand forced her to move along.

"Wait, Kid stop!" She shouted to her running friend. For some reason, his legs were excessively strong. Kid always told her that his legs just developed more because of his lack of hands, and Frisk believed him. Regardless of the reasons, it made him an incredibly fast runner, so he often used his yellow magic to assist her running. Kid stopped using his magic, but continued travelling towards the boats.

"Dude, we'll miss it, come on! We have to go!" Frisk looked desperately towards kid, then stared at the Skeleton behind her, who stood still. He didn't look particularly rushed, but he clearly wanted her to wait. A voice, the same one she heard earlier, egged her to comply with the skeleton's wishes.

"Stay here." It said simply, and Frisk decided to trust the strange voice in her head. Frisk let out a sigh, and realized that Kid would probably wait for her if she decided not to voice her decision. The girl opposed to Kid suffering the consequences that would undoubtedly come if he missed the boat because of her. She looked back at the skeleton again and sighed.

"Kid, don't miss the boat! I'll be fine!" She said, and then silenced his complaints. The monster stopped his running in order to attempt to convince her to follow along, but his protests stopped at her next words. "Trust me," she called. "I'll be okay Kid! See you at the hotel!" She said, and Kid, despite his guilt at leaving his friend here, nodded. He trusted her, and if she said she would be okay, despite everything, he felt inclined to believe her. The monster took off running again, and Frisk watched with satisfaction as he exited the long corridor. Frisk immediately turned around. "I hope that this is as important as you say it is." She said, placing her hands on her hips.

"Trust me, it is. I'm at the university too, so I can take you to the hotel." Sans responded earnestly. "Now, I don't think either of us can really talk about this now. Here's my number," He said, handing her a ripped piece of paper from his notebook. "For tomorrow when you're done with your tours or whatever, and we'll talk. Engineering has a day off from tours, so I'll be free all day, and I can leave whenever." Sans said earnestly, then looked around. While telling time in the waterfall proved to be difficult for a multitude of reasons, Sans understood that both of them needed rest after tonight's events. "You know, it is getting pretty late. I would make a joke, but I'm BONE tired." Sans said, and immediately Frisk burst into laughter. Sans chuckled a little, but he realized that it was, in fact, late.

"Wow, bone tired? I- I get it." Frisk said, finally ceasing her laughter. "But really, how are you getting me to the hotel? Kid probably caught the last boat. Instead of verbally responding, Sans grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him. She started to fall and put out her arms, then landed on the skeleton, which caught her. Her nose squished into the dirty jacket, and she took in a deep breath, only to find the smell strange. The jacket's odor acted as a combination of decay, electricity, and condiments, for some reason. She couldn't call it pleasant, but the smell felt a little comforting. Still, Frisk did not like falling on this complete stranger, so she craned her head back in confusion. The skeleton looked down at the girl and noticed her expression, which only served to make him chuckle.

"Hey, close your eyes, and hold on tight." He said, and the girl immediately complied. She couldn't explain why, but Frisk felt reality fade away. She kept her eyes screwed shut and ignored the sounds of howling wind, then complete silence around her. Frisk's hair whipped around her ears, yet she forced her eyes to remain closed. The girl wondered how long the strange method of transport took to reach their destination, but felt a strange sense of timelessness as she held onto Sans's jacket. After a moment, she could hear soft music, and Sans opened his mouth to speak. "You can let go now." Frisk immediately separated herself from the skeleton, and looked around in bewilderment as she found herself inside Mettaton's hotel.

"What? How did we-" Sans just grinned and interrupted her question.

"You still have that piece of paper right?" He asked, and Frisk nodded, pulling it out of one of her pockets. Sans sighed, but his expression quickly changed to a grin.

"Good. Call me!" He said with a wink. Frisk blinked, and in the split second it took her to open her eyes, the skeleton was gone.

AN: So, that's a thing. I'll try to make these stories at the minimum four pages long. I'm considering just updating on Fridays now, if that's okay with you all. Monster Kid isn't a fan of Sans, but that won't stop our protagonists from being friends. In case you guys were wondering, Gaster speaks in the bolded and crossed out letters, while Chara's words are underlined in italics. These two will actually have real conversations with our protagonists soon. Anyway, see you people later!

Question: I personally love Undertale's Music, but do you enjoy it? Do you people have any favorite songs from the soundtrack, or other places? If so, it would be great if you could share them in a review! Thanks so much for reading, and I'll be back during the next update!

ST Out!