Oh God... This has been a long time coming, hasn't it? I swear, I'd hoped for better results on this, but it just wasn't meant to be. I'll work on completely rewording and add further descriptions from the base chapters a bit more from now on. Maybe add a few story elements. Anyways, enjoy this piece of shit.

The introduction with Sans wasn't too eventful, just your regular conversation. But his laid-back tone, his careless attitude, and his terrible puns told me he was hiding something. I'm not fully sure if it is of any importance to me, but when did that every matter? I get answers go questions, even if it takes me years to do so!

I suppose spying on him will eventually yield some form of result, but that's too slow. I have to test him. See what his extension of trust is. That ways, I can knock out two birds with one stone. However, I'd have to get to know him a bit first. Other than what I've already mentioned.

"So, Sans. Let's talk about you. Where do you reign from?" I asked. 'Reign'? Now that's suspicious if I've ever heard my voice.

Asriel was wimping out as usual. He'd gone off somewhere, either back to The Ruins or up to the shop just to hide. He was always a wuss.

"Oh, I'm from here. Just, not from here," he said finally.

"Now how the hell does that work?!"

"It just does, kid." He winked. Dammit, again with the winking! Skeletons don't freaking wink!

"How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Wink."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." He winked twice, Goddammit! He was fully aware of it and was doing this just to aggravate me!

"You know exactly what I am talking about."

"Okay, ya caught me. Put 'er there," he said, holding his hand out. I shook his h- FFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTT...

He burst out laughing. "Hahaha, oh, the ol' 'whoopee-cushion-in-the-hand' trick! Gets 'em every time!"

He was seriously testing my patience.

"Well, sir, meeting adjourned." Oh, yes, very convincing wording there, Chara! I mentally slapped myself for that damned performance.

"See ya later, kid." He waved. This guy was, for one thing, one of the most annoying monster of them all so far. Not only that, I'll be damned if this will be a big plot developer for any story that may just so happen to come about. That's legitimately impossible.

Now, about those plans...

I went over everything in my mind once more. I'd spy on him, for at least a few days. Not too long. And then, I'd purposefully sabotage a branch that looks convincing enough to constrict my movements and keep me from breathing, but in reality it'd be a branch that I could easily lift.

I would need to find out a few things: First, why he is able to teleport. Second, why he's so suspicious. Third, why he didn't know how to properly use a whoopee cushion. You put the God-forsaken things on a seat, not in your hand!

But either way, I still had a full plan ahead of me. Hopefully it'd go off without a hitch. But, with all the thinking I was doing, Asriel took my staring into space as something to be concerned of. "Chara, are you okay?" He asked, looking quite worried.

I smiled "Why wouldn't I be?" I countered. This only seemed to concern him futher.

"Chara, what are you planning?"

"Nothing," my face fell. He read me like a book. Damn.

"I'm not so sure about that..." he said and went back to reading.

"Coward," I shot.

"Wh-what?" He was caught in a corner now. Nowhere to go.

"I said, "Coward.""

"I d-don't know what you mean..."

"Earlier, with Sans. You ran off."

"Wh-who's Sans?"

"The skeleton from earlier?"

"Oh... Yeah, uh, sorry..."

"It's okay. At the most, he's really just nuisance."

See? This isn't nearly as long as any of my other stories/chapters, but meh, writers block does quite the number on ya. When you got all the original content out you really wanted in the beginning, it becomes harder to find inspiration for new original content. But I hope you enjoyed. Hopefully I'll start updating this more frequently...