Chapter 47: Cooking with Sans
Frisk looked around spotting someone in the distance obscured by the darkness.
"Are you the player?"
"Yes. I called you here."
"Why?" she asked.
"You should be more careful. You were severely injured. I cannot protect you if you continue doing things outside my guidance."
"Guidance? You were also the one that healed me right? Does that mean you have magic too?"
"I guess you can call it that. Don't really know much about my abilities. I know at times I can inhabit your body when you're incapacitated. It's only when I'm able to possess your body that I can heal you through the little lights known as 'save points'."
"Save points?"
"Yeah, that's what we call those little yellow lights. Only those that possess magic can see them."
"Then why can't I see them? I can use magic."
"Yes, that's true but it requires a certain amount of magic to see them and use them. If you can't see them it means you don't have enough magic to interact with them."
"Who are you? Why can you possess my body? Why would you? Are you human or are you a ghost like Chara?"
"I only completely possess your body when your life is compromised. I don't dictate your thoughts."
"Why would you even care?"
"I wouldn't worry about it."
"Well I'm very worried."
"Don't be. I'm not out to harm you and I'm not here to extort your secrets for profit. If that was the case I would have done it long before you had fallen down here."
"Comforting."
"I can't leave this place even if I want to. I'm dead. My body no longer exists. The body I'm using is a soulless copy produced by the void."
"I don't know if I like that."
"Is it the idea of possessing your body that worries you? If that's the case I wouldn't worry too much about it. I can't completely control you unless you're incapcitated and if you're awake, I can't control your mind only your body."
"So you have tried possessing my body when I'm awake."
"Yes, when you walked to that bridge outside the ruins. You were so scared that you had stopped. It was enough to give me a heart attack and then that skeleton appeared. I have never been more worried in my life. I was trying to get you to walk to the right but you wouldn't move."
"Still it wasn't your place. I could take care of myself."
"Well you might want to eat the monster food. It might be your only way to heal and you still have to eat y'know."
'So they did notice then.'
"Is that all you wanted me for?"
"For now," they said.
With that the dream faded out.
Frisk jolted awake later that evening, her heart racing quickly.
"About time you woke up. You were sleeping like a baby," Chara said.
'The player talked to me.'
"Strange, I guess they can control who they talk to at any given time. I thought they can only talk to you when I was there."
'By the way, what happened? Where am I?'
There was faint light of a candle that shimmered through the room.
"You passed out so Sans carried you here to his house," Chara said.
Frisk turned to her right and saw Sans was dozing off. He was covered by a large red blanket.
'That's right. I was the middle of that battle.'
She glanced at her left hand. It was wrapped up rather sloppily but it was sufficient she supposed.
"What makes them so special anyway? You were keen on killing every monster you couldn't avoid and running away from ones you came across. What changed?" Chara asked.
'I'm a coward at heart. The lady at the shop was right y'know. Killing does make you feel guilty and you can only run for so long before it catches up to you. I'm getting sick and tired of all the violence. I want to change.'
"Never took you for a saint."
Frisk felt irritation well up within her.
'Never claimed I was one. Is it really so surprising? I am human.'
"Typical. Humans think they're so perfect but the moment they make a mistake it's because their human. It's stupid."
'Well you're human too aren't you?'
Chara grinned smugly.
"Not anymore, thank g-d."
Frisk snorted.
'What do you have against humans anyway? Did they bully you and make you cry?'
Chara's face turned red.
"No," he snapped. "Of course not."
'Really there's no need to get so defensive.'
He looked away with his lips curled in a frown. Still he didn't appear to be upset just irritated about something like a six year old child.
"I'm not being defensive," Chara said.
Frisk smiled.
'Yeah, but you still act human. You strive to obtain something that could be unobtainable. What other purpose could someone possibly have to live for if they don't want to change? That's the best part about being a human."
"Is that skeleton rubbing off on you?"
Frisk was quiet for a moment avoiding Chara's eyes.
'A little, though I hate to admit it.'
Chara grumbled.
"Still this isn't the way to do it. What if you get seriously hurt? There's pacifism and then there's just recklessness," he said.
'Which you were willing to ignore after Toriel tried to kill me? I get that you hate humans but don't be a hypocrite. You can't care for my wellbeing but reprimand me when I kill a monster because they tried to hurt me. I don't need an echo and I don't need you reprimanding me for my own choices. I can take care of myself. I always have.'
Chara frowned.
Sans stirred.
"oh you're finally awake."
"Yeah."
"any pain?"
Frisk shook her head.
"Why am I here?"
"well i couldn't leave you at the inn with your wound."
"I would have been fine."
"heh, i'm supposed to be the liar not you."
"Who says I'm lying?" Frisk retorted.
Sans chuckled.
She snorted avoiding his eyes.
"Still I suppose I owe you for treating me. It's can't have been easy to treat my injuries considering the kind of person that I am."
In the faint candle light, Frisk saw Sans' pupils disappear.
"nah, don't worry about it. you don't owe me anything."
"Tactful," Chara said. "You couldn't even thank him?"
'Why? His fault for healing a killer. If he's gonna hold it against me then does my opinion really matter?'
Chara sighed.
"Well then good night," Frisk said before turning away from Sans and going back to sleep.
The next morning, Frisk woke to an awful stench in the air.
She scrunched her face in disgust.
"What's that smell?"
"Last I check that other skeleton was cooking something in the kitchen."
'You mean Papyrus? I'm shocked he hasn't burned the house down.'
"OH YOU'RE AWAKE. WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING, SANS HEADED TO WORK."
"Are you cooking something?" Frisk asked.
"OF COURSE, I AM. I'M FIXING SPAGHETTI."
Chara snorted.
"Didn't look like any spaghetti I'd eat."
Frisk got up and followed him in the kitchen. Inside a large pot was a grey substance. Some things floated on the top that had no business being there.
"This is spaghetti?! It doesn't even look edible."
"REALLY? BUT I FIXED IT JUST FOR YOU."
"Did you really have to hurt his feelings? You could have just accepted it and tossed it out later," Chara said.
'Oh, so you want me to lie to him then. Spare his feelings so he continues serving his awful cooking?'
"Yes?"
'You may be a kiss-up but I'm not.'
"Hey!"
Chara scowled at her.
Papyrus glanced at her with big watery eyes that looked like they were silently begging her to try his meal.
"Aw, he's giving you the puppy dog eyes."
"What?! Are you serious? That doesn't even look edible. Do you even try your food before you offer it to someone?
"WELL NO, I PREFER A BOWL OF OATMEAL MYSELF. PREFERABLY WITH THE DINOSAUR EGGS."
"My point exactly. If I eat that, I'm absolutely certain I will die."
Papyrus sighed.
"THEN I'LL PUT IT IN THE FRIDGE FOR LATER. WHY DON'T YOU COOK SOMETHING YOU LIKE?"
"Sorry I can't cook either."
"Really?" Chara said.
'I can't believe you don't even cook,' he thought.
"REALLY?"
"Yeah, really. I'll pick up something later alright. I'm heading out. See you later."
"Is that true? Or were you just saying that to avoid eating his spaghetti?"
Frisk smirked.
'Nah, I really can't cook. I mean I can cook but it's not anything impressive.'
Papyrus groaned.
After she was finished eating she walked outside and saw two sets of eyes peek at her from between the trees.
"Hey!" she called out.
Frisk heard someone crashing into some leaves.
She ran to the trees, spotting a yellow monster's face planted in the bushes.
"What are you doing hiding in the bushes?"
"Obviously he was spying on us," Chara said scowling at the monster.
Frisk helped him to his feet.
She saw his face was covered in scratches. His face turned red.
"I wasn't spying on you or anything, honest."
Frisk glanced at him suspiciously.
The monster sighed in defeat.
"Alright, I saw you with Barby yesterday and I was curious as to why she liked you so much so I watched you."
"That's not creepy at all," Chara said.
"It must be boring watching me in your spare time. To be honest, I'd prefer you don't do it anymore. It's kinda creepy."
"Sorry, I guess I better go then."
"Well if you leave like that, those scratches are gonna get infected," Frisk said. "Maybe Peri might have something for your cuts."
The monster snorted.
"What? I'm fine. It's just a scratch."
"Don't be so stubborn."
"Don't you think you're kinda mothering him?" Chara said. "He said he was fine."
Frisk lead him inside the item shop.
"Oh hello again," Peri said. "Are you lookin' for Cal? They're outside playing with the rocks north of town."
"Good to know but that's not why I'm here."
Frisk glanced at the yellow monster.
"He got a little scratched up," she said.
"Oh dear, I see Kid was playing a little recklessly," she addressed the yellow monster. "You should be a little more careful. Your mother worries about you."
"You don't need to tell me that," Kid mumbled avoiding her eyes.
"Stay here i'll be back. I was given a first aid kit a while back and I need to retrieve it."
Minutes later Peri returned with the first aid kit in hand. She gestured for Kid to sit in a chair that she had pushed to the corner of her shop.
"Here," she said handing the kit to Frisk. "You look like you know how to use this better than I do."
Frisk opened the kit revealing bandages, cotton balls, a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, gauze and a pair of tweezers.
Carefully she used the tweezers to pluck a cotton ball with her right hand. In her other hand she opened the bottle of hydrogen peroxide.
She set aside the lid to the bottle before pouring the liquid onto the cotton ball.
Frisk began to dab it over the scratches on Kid's face.
"Ow, yeesh that burns."
"Sorry," she said softly. "I'll try to be more gentle."
Kid's face heated up.
"It doesn't hurt that bad."
Frisk seemed contemplate something.
"Say if you admire Barby so much, why don't you just talk to her?" she asked.
"I did," he said. "She didn't like me that much though."
"I can see why," Chara said. "Do you see this guy? He's tearing up like a little baby."
"Why do you even like her? She's just a normal girl."
Kid chuckled avoiding Frisk's eyes. His face carried a warm glow.
"She's kinda cool with the way she speaks her mind.
She doesn't let monster's impressions of her influence her at all. I don't think I can be friends with Undyne so she's second best. Besides she fights with words, Undyne only fights with brute strength."
'Kind of reminds me of someone I know.'
Chara snorted.
"Who's Undyne anyway?"
"Who's Undyne? WHO'S UNDYNE?! She's only the strongest member of the royal guard. Even her enemies grovel at her feet, she is that cool."
"I hate to admit it but wow, that really does sound cool," Chara said.
After cleaning his wounds, Frisk opened several bandages and stuck them on his wounds.
"Perfect."
"So I'm free to go then?"
"Yeah," Frisk said putting everything away and closing the kit.
"Are you going to see Barby again?"
"I don't see why not? Are you coming too?"
"I'm not sure if I should," Kid said, looking towards the ground avoiding her eyes. His feet were tracing patterns onto the rug.
Frisk smiled.
"Nonsense, stick with me and you'll be fine. Just trust me on this."
The two left and headed north of town.
Barby, Cal, Avian and Snowy were all playing tag with the rocks.
"Hey!" Frisk greeted them. The three turned.
"Oh you're alright," Snowy said.
"Yeah."
"Cal said you looked pretty bad. She said you were bleeding this red substance in the snow."
Frisk snorted.
"It was just a scratch."
Avian snorted.
"Yeah it's not like any of us were really worried."
"Glad you're in one piece," Barby said.
"Say who's that kid with you? I've never seen him around before," Cal asked.
"Oh this is Kid," Frisk said gesturing towards the yellow monster behind her.
Barby sneered.
"Maybe there's a good reason for it," she said.
"Now I'm curious," Chara said. "What reason could she possibly have for avoiding him?"
'Well it can't possibly be because he's a crybaby because that would be awfully childish and stupid reason to avoid someone.'
Chara snorted.
Cal huffed folding her arms defiantly.
"Oh really? Indulge me," she uttered coolly.
Frisk smiled.
'I guess you can always count on Cal to knock some sense into her huh?'
"Is that what you call it?" Chara asked. "I think she's being overdramatic."
"Didn't you hear the rumors going around? He's crazy. Everyone is saying that there's a yellow monster kid who sees things that don't exist. They say he lies to get attention."
Kid looked at Cal who was glancing at him with surprise.
"Really? What kind of stuff do you see?"
"Why is she even asking? It's clear he's crazy," Chara said.
"Well there's this dog monster south of town guarding a sentry post next to a lab."
"See absolutely loony," Barby said.
"I agree," Chara added.
"Well that does kind of sound farfetched? What do you think?" Cal asked Frisk.
Frisk shrugged.
"I don't know what to believe but don't you think it's a little rash to assume he's doing this for attention."
"I don't know who's worse you or that cow monster. You both are crazy," Chara said.
'Says the person who hardly reacted to the fact I used magic. Me, a human mind you.'
Chara shrugged.
"Besides," Cal said. "That isn't a good reason to avoid him. So what if he could be a little crazy. I love crazy."
"You would," Barby barked defiantly.
Frisk's stomach chose that time to growl.
"Wow, someone's hungry," Chara said smugly.
Cal giggled.
"Who was that?" Snowy asked.
"Guilty," Frisk said.
"Wow sounds like you have a little monster in your stomach," Barby said. "When's the last time you had a bite to eat?"
Frisk shrugged.
"Haven't eaten anything since I've fallen down here."
"Really? We were probably out for maybe three days, how are you still standing?" Chara asked.
'Don't know. I haven't been feeling faint or anything. I would have had something earlier but the thing is most of the stuff down here seems to have milk or eggs in it and I'm lactose intolerant.'
Barby snorted.
"Unbelievable," she said.
"That's it. I'm done. Why didn't you see something earlier?" Chara snapped.
'I didn't feel it necessary to mention it.'
"Don't you need food to survive?" Barby asked. "Wait, don't you need food AND water to survive?"
"Typically."
"When's the last time you had water?"
"Yeah, indulge us when?" Chara asked. "Let me guess you couldn't even muster the time to do that?"
Frisk was silent.
Chara went berserk.
"No, are you serious? Are you trying to tell me you haven't drank any water this entire time? How are you not dead?"
"You haven't had any water have you?" Barby asked.
She sighed.
"Guess I have no choice. We'll have to fix that right away," she said. "You four come along, think of it as my treat to y'all."
Frisk grumbled.
"Fine, if you insist."
The six headed to Grillby's.
"Hey dad!" Barby called to him. "Can we order some food. My friends are kinda hungry."
The red flame monster behind the counter nodded before handing them all menus.
While Avian, Snowy, Kid and Cal were talking amongst themselves, Barby addressed her.
"You know you shouldn't lie. We were all very worried and you might think you can fool everyone but you can't fool me. It's obvious when you're trying to hide the pain when you know what to look for. You might think we don't care and it's better to ignore but in the end it will only cause you more pain."
Frisk smiled.
"I'll keep that in mind."
Barby sighed.
Grillby came back with two plates in his hands handing them to Frisk and Barby.
Frisk glanced at Barby's plate and saw something resembling fries but they were orange.
"What's that?"
"Oh these are cheese fries. They are my father's specialty."
"I didn't see that on the menu."
Barby snorted.
"Well you didn't ask."
"By the way, are those fries made with real cheese?" Frisk asked.
Barby shrugged.
"Not in the slightest. Monster food can duplicate the flavors of real food but it's entirely made of magic and is immediately coverted to energy."
Frisk sighed.
"Makes sense but still you don't need to be so smarmy. If it was obvious I wouldn't have asked," she said, as she plopped a fry into her mouth.
"Nice!" Chara said, voice brimming with excitement.
"Hey! How did y-"
Frisk grinned.
"What do you think? I frisked it."
Barby sighed.
"You're impossible," she muttered with exasperation.
Frisk moaned.
"You're right. These are good."
"Geez, now you're making me hungry," Chara said.
"Well of course they're good. My father learned from the best," Barby boasted.
After lunch, the five headed out. Frisk found that the four were literally friends with rocks.
One of them wore a green cap, another one wore glasses and the other one wore nothing.
"Wow they're literally rocks," she said.
"Well we did say rocks," Cal said.
"It's not surprising as much as it is amazing. There was another rock monster in the ruins," Frisk said.
"That's our grandpa," one of the rock monsters said. "He left when dad settled down to start a family."
"He wouldn't tell us why."
"What's your names?" Frisk asked.
The rock with the glasses spoke.
"Rob."
"I'm Wess," said the rock who wore nothing.
"I'm Drew," said the rock with the cap.
"Nice to meet ya."
They played for a couple hours before Snowy spoke up.
"Um, well I'm headin' out. It's getting late. I had fun. See ya'll tomorrow."
"Is he headin' home?" Frisk asked.
Cal and Barby scowled.
"Of course not. His father lives in Hotland and he hasn't stayed with his father for ages," Barby said. "He absolutely despises the man after he blamed Snowy for his own mother's death."
"I heard he stays with his brother, Chilly," Cal said.
"Oh I see."
Once Cal, Barby and Avian had to leave, Frisk headed to the inn.
"Oh hi dear. Sans came by earlier and told me you were staying with them for the remainder of your time here. There's no need for me to take the rest of your money if you're not staying here," Violet said, retrieving the money from her cash register and handing it to Frisk.
"Seriously. Why would he do something like that? That's kinda creepy," Chara said. "He's totally gonna kill us in our sleep isn't he?"
"What do you mean by that?" Frisk asked.
"it means you're staying with us, kid."
Frisk whirled around while Chara let out a high pitch scream and hid behind her.
Sans just stood there.
"But why?"
"it hit me that maybe you needed some place where you felt you belonged."
"You're foolish if you think it's going to change anything."
"if you can be honest about that then you can't be too bad."
"You might regret it."
"we'll cross that road when we get to it."
"What will happen then? If you're just gonna kick me out there's no point. It'd be better if I just stay here."
Sans buried his hands in his coat and looked away.
"i'm willing to try to work out our differences."
Frisk sighed and smiled.
"You're too stubborn for your own good."
Frisk followed Sans outside and they headed for the house on the east corner of town. Once they headed inside, Frisk heard Papyrus in the kitchen.
"papyrus, we got company."
Papyrus stepped out from the kitchen.
"HOW DISAPPOINTING. NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO FINISH THE SPAGHETTI IN THE FRIDGE."
"Can you really call it spaghetti? It didn't even look edible," Frisk said.
"UGH, I CAN'T EVEN DO THAT RIGHT."
"Um, you might wanna reword that phrasing. I think you made Sans p-ssed.'
Sans glanced at Frisk. She didn't flinch from the scrutiny although the lack of pupils in his eyes looked frightening.
'Chara, I didn't know you were such a scaredy cat.'
Chara's face turned pink.
"You're enjoying my misery aren't you?" he asked, flustered.
"don't worry bro. i'll eat it," Sans said much to their surprise.
"Is he-"
'...really gonna eat that?'
Frisk looked at him with wide eyes.
"Are you insane? Have you lost what's left of your brain? He'll kill you."
Sans shrugged.
"nothing new."
"Wow that's so cool. Eat it, eat it," Chara chanted with excitement.
Papyrus brought in the plate of spaghetti and Frisk pinched her nose in disgust.
Sans ate it like it was the best thing he ever tasted.
"good job, bro."
"THANK YOU, BROTHER. WELL I'M HEADING TO BED. GOOD NIGHT SANS," Papyrus said before he left.
"Was it really that good?" Frisk asked.
Sans shrugged.
"better than my cooking."
"Y'know if you encourage him, he'll only get worse."
"big words. why don't you cook something then? it might be good trying something new."
"I'm even worse."
"aw, you can't be that bad after you put down my brother's cooking," Sans said giving her a wink.
Was he baiting her? Was this revenge because she insulted his brother's cooking? Well she wasn't gonna rise to the bait.
"I'll do it then. If you don't like it though, I'm never cookin' again."
Frisk heard Chara smack himself in the forehead.
"and if i do?"
"Then you cook something for me."
"Well that's one way to get rid of a skeleton," Chara said.
"that's hardly fair."
"Well if me or your brother fix the meals, I'll either starve or die from food poisoning."
"deal," he said.
Frisk headed to the kitchen. Carefully she set a large pan on the stove.
"Hey Sans, where's the spaghetti?"
"i don't suppose you can fix other kinds of pasta?"
"Well if you insist. Only I don't know where any of it could be."
Sans teleported next to her.
'So he can teleport.'
"here," he said handing a box of bowtie pasta to her. "knock yourself out."
Some time had passed in which Frisk had boiled water, set the pasta in the pan and it started to stick on the bottom.
"Oh great, it's stuck to the bottom."
"Face it, you're hopeless," Chara said.
"i think you have it on too high," Sans supplied. "you should probably turn it down."
Frisk turned the knob down and the flame beneath the pan shrunk. She dug in with a spoon and tried out the pasta.
"It's too soft and lumpy."
She sighed.
"after you dump the water maybe you should add the sauce."
Frisk reached for the handle.
"bad idea. if you grab it like that, it'll burn your hand."
Sans handed her oven mitts. She grabbed the pan dumping the water in the sink.
Frisk opened a jar of spaghetti sauce and put it in the pasta.
"Phew. It should be done now."
She wiped the sweat from her forehead before spooning up a bowl for him.
Sans dug in with a fork.
"wow, it's good."
"I'm beginning to think you say that about everything you eat. You must have a bad palette if you think even my cookings good," Frisk said.
"welp, guess i owe you breakfast, huh?"
Frisk nodded before spooning herself a bowl and she joined Sans in the living room on the couch.
She began digging into the pasta with a fork. It lacked any real flavor only the fresh taste of tomatoes ruined by the overcooked pasta but she had worse and it was food which was a rarity where she was from.
After she finished eating she set both of their bowls in the sink. Now having time to actually glance at the kitchen she saw that there was a fridge on the top right corner of the kitchen and a trashcan on the bottom right corner filled to the brim with trash.
On the sink was a small bottom of dish soap, a yellow sponge and some other contraption about the size of the hole in the sink. Frisk placed the contraption in the hole and put some dish soap on the sponge and turned on the sink setting it in the water causing it to turn soapy. She then began to scrub the dishes.
"Why are you washing the dishes? Isn't that the skeleton's job? You're their guest," Chara said.
'I'm unwelcome. I thought that was clear. We're not friends. You're extremely deluded if you think this invitation means otherwise because of that I refuse to be a burden to them.'
When she was done, she rinsed them off and set them in the dish rack beside the sink.
"you didn't have to do that, y'know."
Frisk turned and saw Sans.
"You know you shouldn't sneak up on people like that. They might retaliate."
Sans glanced at the freshly clean dishes in the dish rack with a soft smile on his face.
"so why did you do it then?"
"Habit," Frisk said before she left the kitchen.
"Liar," Chara spat.
"So where am I sleeping tonight?" she asked.
"huh, didn't really think about that. i'd let you have my bed but it's a mess in my room."
"That's alright. I can sleep on the couch," Frisk said. "Do you have any blankets?"
Sans vanished and he reappeared with a blue blanket. Frisk took it from him.
When no other words were forthcoming, Sans sighed.
"well then good night and see you in the morning," Sans said teleporting to his room.
The next morning, Frisk woke to the scents of smoke and egg. It was a refreshing smell that reminded her of the surface. It seemed the scent was coming from the kitchen.
'What's that smell?'
"Sans is cooking eggs in the kitchen," Chara said.
Frisk got up and glanced in the kitchen in curiosity.
Sans stood by the stove dressed in a plain white apron with the words, 'kiss the cook' on it.
"Oh my g-d, that's priceless," Chara said pointing at his apron before choking with laughter.
"Hey!" Frisk greeted him.
"hey, i'm just about finished here."
Frisk could faintly see the fluffy yellow egg he was tossing around in the pan.
"Smells good."
"heh, you can't judge the flavor based off the smell."
Frisk sat on the couch in the living room, folding the blue blanket and setting it on the corner.
About ten minutes later, Sans came in with a plate containing two strips of bacon and a yellow egg cooked sunny side up.
"dig in."
She cut through the egg with her fork and the yolk began oozing out.
She put a piece of the egg in her mouth and squealed inwardly with joy.
"Wow, this tastes delicious."
Sans looked surprised.
"really?"
"Yeah, these are the best eggs I've ever had."
Sans' face heated up.
"you really know how to make me feel special."
"Why don't ya cook more often? It tastes good."
"that's the thing. it doesn't. at least not to me."
"Really?"
Frisk's eyes widened.
"I'm beginning to think your palette is worser than I thought."
"You don't say," Chara said.
Sans shrugged.
"That reminds me. I've been wondering something. Where's the food come from? I mean it doesn't look like you raise magical pigs down here."
"beats me. i've never asked."
"What about a bathroom? I don't see one anywhere."
"don't need it. food is made of magic. it gets absorbed by the body."
"Barby was telling me that. Well that's nice to know that I won't need to go to the bathroom anytime soon."
"must be a dream come true for a human such as yourself."
"Holy sh-t. He knows. Now we're goners," Chara said.
Frisk looked at Sans with faint suprise.
"You know?"
"well you're not the first human to come down here," Sans said. "i guess i'm more surprised that you haven't tried to kill the rest of us in spite of everything. i'm sure there have been others who came here that begged for mercy but were killed anyway. you only confirmed what i suspected that's all."
He glanced at her.
"you look disappointed."
"Do I? It's nothing."
"you look disappointed in me. why?"
"I guess I expected some solid ground to your resolve but you're not any different from me, are you? The way you justify killing other humans, it's no different than if a human killed another monster. There's still fear and hatred there."
He shrugged.
"well I am flawed."
Frisk sighed.
"Yes because fear and hatred are good reasons to kill," she snapped.
"Wow, that escalated really fast," Chara said.
"are you being sarcastic?"
"D-mn right, I am. Nothing good comes from actions done from fear especially when you're ignorant to the other's motives. I'm not saying that all humans are good but it's a little ridiculous to hate them because one of them did something horrible."
'It's the reason why Sam ran. No matter if he spared them or tried to kill them, if he had come clean with his intentions they would have killed him on the spot. I wanted to kill the people responsible for his death but what good would it really do? He can't come back to life.'
Sans observed Frisk's face. It was unreadable however there was an unspoken tension in her eyes like she was remembered something unpleasant.
" I've learned if you talk big you should back it up by following your own advice. No one likes a hypocrite," Frisk said.
"are you calling me a hypocrite?"
"Are you trying to p-ss him off? Think about my poor nerves," Chara said.
Frisk ignored him.
"It doesn't matter to me but don't you think it's kind of rude to assume things about my character without knowing my true intentions."
Chara sighed.
"well you don't exactly make them clear."
"He does have a point y'know," Chara said.
Sans noted he didn't seem to be upset despite everything. Still it made him wonder what had caused the boy to lose faith in the world.
"Does your brother know who I am?"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Chara asked.
"no, but he doesn't need to know."
'Maybe it's better if he does.'
"Are you trying to make my job harder? I'm trying to protect you," Chara snapped.
"Well thanks for the food."
"Are you ignoring me?" Chara asked.
"don't mention it. if i'm not here when you get back just knock. papyrus should be back before me," Sans said before Frisk headed out.
Chara sighed in defeat.