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Chapter 11: Overdid It

Sans sat slumped over one of the tables near Alphy's desk and Frisk's body, lazily twirling an empty ketchup bottle around and around on the chrome table top. His eyes idly traced the warped reflections of the overhead lights and his friend's images appearing through the glass bottle.

It had been hours since he first arrived at the lab to find Frisk's body still unconscious, the only signs of life were her pulsing soul floating above her chest and the various monitors consistently beeping and humming. By now, morning must be approaching and for the first time in a long time Sans was awake early enough to see the sunrise, if he wanted.

The skeleton stopped the bottle and pursed his lips. Something about sunrises triggered a peculiar emotion in his chest. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on matching the unfamiliar feeling with reason. His spell broke however as he snapped his eyes open to find Alphy's near Frisk, pressing some buttons on a monitor.

"H-hey Sans?" Alphy's called out, not bothering to look back at him.

"sup?" Sans' cleared his throat and sat up, taking the opportunity to stretch out his arms.

"It seems to me that Frisk's soul has s-stagnated. I'm not reading any new spikes in her chart and, physically, it seems her soul is stable now as well." Alphy's stared carefully at the soul, her glasses catching its red glow.

Sans stood up and walked over to the two. He felt a small smile tug on the corner of his mouth as he looked over the girl's soul, it was her entire being after all. Its timid nature still shined through its new shell of Determination. The longer he looked at the soul, he began to feel a sensation in his chest that was as weird as it was wonderful. His spell was broken again by Alphy's lightly clearing her throat.

Sans turned to the scientist with a little shaken and puzzled look. She bashfully smiled and pointed at his chest before looking away quickly. Sans followed her gaze and slowly looked down at his chest. Through his shirt he could see the familiar odd blue light emitting through the fabric, but this time he realized his soul was starting to seep out of his sternum. Sans felt his body tense, surprised by his soul's actions he promptly pushed his soul back in and felt his face heat up as he looked back up at Alphy's. The scientist merely waddled back her to chair and let out a sigh.

"sorry about that… i don't know why it did that." Sans gave an awkward grin and scratched the back of his skull before leaning against some of the monitors.

Alphy's waved the issue aside and smiled down at a photo she had of Undyne on her desk, the fish woman giving her biggest signature grin while wearing one of her formal royal guard uniforms. The way she smiled told Sans there was a reason seeing how his soul reacted reminded her of someone…

"Sans?"

"hm?"

"What… What d-do you remember?" Alphy's turned to him and picked nervously at her claws.

Sans looked away, deciding to gaze at Frisk's legs propped up on the platform beside him. "some things, here and there i guess. frisk didn't exactly give me memories in any consecutive order. i only remember bits and pieces. nothing that really stood out at important other than frisk being able to reset…"

"Oh…" Alphy's trailed off, looking down at the floor. "I-I was hoping maybe you had remembered more…"

"i guess," Sans stood up and walked closer to Alphys, shoving his hands into his jacket's pockets, "the problem is i don't feel like i'm remembering anything really."

The scientist looked up, her glasses reflecting the lights briefly at Sans. "What? What do you mean?"

Sans shrugged. "i dunno. like, i guess since frisk just shows me memories, i don't feel like i'm entirely there experiencing them. they're not my memories, they're frisk's afterall."

Alphys lifted a claw to her mouth and chew on it lightly, gears spinning in her head. "C-can I ask you something?"

Sans nodded, Alphys sighed again. "Do…Do you love Frisk?"

Sans raised an eyebrow, trying to hide an odd heat rising in his cheeks. "what do you mean exactly?"

Alphys began to fidget in her seat as she, out of habit, reached around to hug her own tail to her chest. "I-I guess I just wanted to know what your opinion was of Frisk right now..."

Sans swallowed and looked back at the girl in question's body. His gaze casually outlined her womanly body before landing on her latent face. What did he think of Frisk? He knotted his brow slightly, remembering how the girl he knew seemed to grow overnight based off of his memory loss. The moments he caught glimpses of however did have lingering impressions on him. Sans thought back to the time he realized how Frisk's smile filled him with a powerful emotion, pride? Is that what he called it? Now though… That feeling felt like it something stronger than pride.

The girl he saw in the hallway, drying her hair nonchalantly before teasing him about being awake so early. Or the time she strode toward him, barefoot with hotdogs in hand. What were those feelings he held deep in his chest? Sans looked again at Frisk's soul, reminded of how she shielded him from Chara's attacks. That whole battle she dodged with more grace than he could ever muster. Hell, she seemed graceful all the time. What did she ever see in him?

Sans touched his mouth gingerly, she did kiss him when he awoke after losing his memories… He shook his head.

"honestly alph, i feel like i don't know her that well… i know we were best friends and then dated and all… but i dunno, she's still a kiddo to me."

He watched as Alphys hugged her tailed tighter, frowning. She didn't say anything for a while. Finally, Alphys released her tail and stood up, looking Sans straight in the eyes.

"Sans, can I just say something?" Sans was a little surprised by his friend's change in tone, he wasn't used to Alphys sounding so certain, other than when she had a strong opinion on a new anime.

"When Frisk broke the barrier and we got to return to the surface, I saw a change in you."

"oh? do tell." Sans smirked, curious of his friend's opinion of him. Sure, they worked together a long time ago in the old-old lab, and even now he worked again part-time here with her… But where could she be going with this?

"Sans, back in the Underground you took advantage of every lazy opportunity you had. Heck, I didn't understand why Papyrus put up with you for so long. But when Frisk came into our lives—your life in particular, you changed. Not right away, but everyone saw it Sans. You started caring about people and things more… And I think you started caring about yourself more… And-and I think Frisk did that to you, I think-I think you and Frisk-well-you guys-um-youguysarejustmeanttobe-!"

The volume of Alphy's words increased as she continued speaking in waves of incoherent sentences Sans couldn't keep up with. She waved her hands hysterically before finally catching Sans' confused look. Embarrassed, her words trailed off into an awkward series of laugh-coughs before clearing her throat.

"U-um.. m-my point is, I think even if you don't get your memories back right away, maybe you should at least give Frisk a chance… You fell for her once after all…" Alphys pursed her mouth in a flat line, looking off at her collection of anime girl figures around her computer, finding them suddenly very interesting.

Sans jaw slacked, he fell for her? Frisk? His buddy? His pal? The kiddo? Well, woman now… "i uh, think i need to take a short walk, i'll be back soon."

Alphy's didn't say anything, worried she had taken it too far. As Sans left the room she remembered how everyone agreed to not get in the way of Sans' recovering the memories between him and Frisk. Alphy's turned to look at the girl's comatose body, whispering a small apology, hoping she'd forgive her.

Sans hurriedly strutted out of the lab and decided to take a path from the town that lead back to Mt. Ebott. Some of the street lamps were still lit, but the sky began to lighten into an orange-navy contrast. Sans felt an abnormal tug from inside his chest, guiding him up the hill that was Mt. Ebott, toward the opening from where the barrier was broken. When he reached the top, he felt another tug from inside his chest. He faced the opening, amazed by how large it was.

This place. He had been here before of course… But he held no true memory of this place. Slowly, he turned around to see the sky started to fill up with more hues of oranges and yellows. So he would get to see the sunrise for what felt like the first time all over again. He chuckled to himself, in awe of the whole situation. Even without all his memories, he doubted he would ever tire of seeing the sky again and again.

Sans thoughts turned once again to what Alphy's had said about him and Frisk. He f e l l for her. His immediate reaction told him he doubted it went that far between them. Frisk was a human, she wouldn't… she couldn't… but deep down in the abysmal depths of his soul he felt a short spark. The feeling was nothing more than a teensy, tiny, wisp of an emotion. Within it's minute size, it spoke to him: you're wrong.

Regardless of how small the feeling was compared to his gut reaction, it existed whether or not he agreed.

Sans shoved his hands deeper into his pockets, feeling his face twinge with a blush. Did he always blush this often?

Sans nuzzled his skull down into the collar of his jacket, beginning to get irritated with not remembering. He kicked a rock off the ledge and slumped himself down to let his legs dangle.

Fell. Fell for Frisk. Fallen. Fallen for Frisk. Fall. Fall… Sans looked down the cliff side, shivered at the idea of his kiddo climbing before falling… His kiddo? "what's going on with you sans?" he asked himself, shaking his head.

Sans looked back up at the sunrise, the huge bright orb in the sky was about halfway up on the horizon. For whatever reason, it continued to remind him of Frisk. He just couldn't keep her off his mind now…

"how serious were we…?" He pondered. After a brief moment, Sans realized he still had the object he found in his sock drawer in his pocket. Was it always in there? He must have kept playing with it absentmindedly, almost out of habit.

Cautiously, he took the item out and examined it. It was a tiny blue velvet box, only the size of his palm. Sans swallowed, something deep in his torso urged him to open it. He clasped his boney fingers around the edges, why am i shaking?

Sans held his breath, feeling sweat appear on his skull. As he opened the box, he nearly dropped it off the cliff before catching it with his magic. Warily, he pulled out the item and held it up to the sunrise. The light from the sun caught the angles of it in all the right ways, small fractured lights speckled Sans' face from it. It was indeed, a simple diamond ring.

Sans finally released his breath and swiftly put the ring back in the box and set if off to his side on the ground.

"that serious, huh." Sans felt his magic racing hastily through his bones. This he had not expected to say the very least. He let his face fall into his hands, resting them on his thighs. He let out a slow groan, why did he feel so nervous and embarrassed?

He dragged his fingers down his eye sockets and cheekbones, wondering why this had to happen to him. Why of all people did he have to lose his memories. No, he didn't lose his memories… They were stolen from him. Sans locked his jaw, remembering that monster's face inside Frisk's mind. His hands turn to fists as he slammed them down on the ground on either side, frustrated and angry.

Sans felt a vibration from in his pants' pocket, without delay he picked up the phone and heard Alphy's voice from the other side.

"Sans, it's Frisk she's—" before she could finish, Sans grabbed the box, shoving it back in his pocket and teleported back to the lab.

When he arrived, he found Alphy's unlatching Frisk's restraints, still holding the phone to her ear.

"Sans!" Frisk called out to him, restraint free she tried to walk towards him but got caught up in the various cords hanging off her body.

Sans felt so relieved to see her awake and smiling once again. Something about his name leaving her lips sounded like music to his ears after worrying about her. He met the girl halfway, finding himself laughing as she reached out to him. Sans still felt a little shaken up thinking about how the Frisk that stood before him right now somehow possessed the ability to win him over, to make him so happy that he fell for her, and a little part of him was starting to believe it. As the girl held out her arms, he decided it couldn't hurt to return the embrace, chuckling as he carefully helped Alphys remove some of the cords still attached.

"I know what Chara wants." Frisk proclaimed; her eyes glistening as she blinked back tears.

Sans and Alphys briefly caught eye contact before Alphys replied, "Y-you talked to them?"

The girl hesitated. "Yes and no. The Determination you injected me with turned out to be useful in a number of ways after I removed Sans…"

Sans and Alphys helped move Frisk over to Alphy's desk where she got to sit in her chair.

Frisk cleared her throat. "Let me start from the beginning…"

Author's Note: Thank you so much for all your support! Sorry each chapter is starting to get delayed a little more each time. I'm working on that struggle from my end. I'm not exactly having writer's block, but sometimes it's hard to get words on paper ya know? Please leave feedback!

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