"well, kid. That was my strongest attack. I guess you have the ability to maintain your shield while you're asleep after all, huh?"
"Basically, yeah," she said. She had an impulse to run. He looked more like a scary monster now than at any time she had ever seen him. She reminded herself, "It's Sans."
"You should just quit, you know," he said. "Just reset. This isn't going anywhere for either of us."
"Resets don't solve everything," she said. "Resetting won't stop you from getting killed again."
He thought, "now we're getting somewhere."
He said out loud. "So it's not enough for you to kill us over and over again? What more do you want from us?!" There was a world of bitterness in his words.
She looked sad. "I...didn't kill you, ever...I don't want to see you hurt again... it's like a stake through my heart when the others hurt you..." she said. "If I die or quit, the other player will return and kill you. I won't let that happen."
He thought, "Something about this one is different. She actually sounds... sincere?" He felt trapped by indecision, trapped by the world itself. His trust had been shattered too many times.
Something had been bugging him for awhile, pestering for his attention. Oh yeah. "What did you do with the other two girls?"
"I took them back to my ship," she said. "I'm actually the captain of a starship called the Altair. Both of the girls are fine, I think. My weapon only stunned Chara."
"i see...a starship, huh? That's a new one." he said.
"This really is an unusual timeline," Sans reflected inwardly. "What a crazy kid. Do any of the normal expectations apply here?"
"So, what now?" she asked.
"dunno."
"Can we stop?"
"no."
She sighed with exasperation. "Aughh. Fine. You're going to make me resort to my ultimate, final, super special attack. I really didn't want to do this, but you're not giving me much choice."
She ran towards him. He attacked, and dodged, and attacked, and dodged.
"She's too close!" He teleported away, and again and again, but she was catching up, and he could only teleport so many times before getting tired.
After one final attack, he knew she had him. What was dying going to feel like this time? At least this time he had learned something new. He tried to focus on remembering for the next run.
Her arms went around him, and she hugged him tight. "Sorry about this Sans..." she whispered.
