Sacrifices (Undertale FanFic) [COMPLETED]

Five

A/N: Would suggest you listen to "Respite" while reading this once you get to around halfway in.
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Everything about the way Sans had said that told me to drop the subject. So, I did.

"You're late today, Sans," I signed.

Sans glanced at me before looking back at Grilby.

"How nice of you to arrive. Are you going to finally pay your tab?" Grilby gave Sans a knowing look. Er, well, he probably did. It sure sounded like it.

"nope," Sans's grin grew wider.

"That's what I thought," he said, chuckling. "Shall I get you a bottle of ketchup? We got a new shipment in today."

"hit me."

I sat silently during the entire exchange, chomping on my burger. After Grilby left, Sans crossed his arms on the table and laid his head down. He didn't say anything for several moments.

"kid... i-" He didn't finish his sentence. Grilby had returned with his ketchup bottle.

"thanks, grilbz."

Grilby simply nodded before moving off to attend to another customer. Sans downed the bottle in one go. I don't understand this guy's obsession with ketchup. I think it tastes great and all, but I wouldn't recommend it as a drink. He turned towards me.

"can we go somewhere more private?"

I gave him a wary look from over the top of my burger.

"i'm not goin' ta try anythun. i promise."

I nodded then wiggled my hand with the burger in it. I wanted to finish eating. I'm only five bites into it.

"right, of course. want some ketchup fer it?" He winked at me.

I made a face, remembering the first time Sans took me to Grilby's. Sans laughed, then turned away from me. We sat in awkward silence as I finished my meal. When I was done, I put my hand his to signal to him that I was done. He jumped a little before facing me then turning away. I blinked. Was there a light blue tinge to his cheek bones just now? No matter. I dismissed the thought. My vision blurred and turned blue. I closed my eyes. When I opened them, I saw that we were in a field... A field of echo flowers. On the surface? How? When?

"beautiful, ain't it?"

I turned to Sans and was about to reply when I saw that I was still handing his hand. I quickly let go, feeling my face flush.

"Sorry," I signed. "But yes, it is beautiful. When did this happen?"

Sans shrugged.

"i dunno. but i'm glad it did."

We just stood there in silence for a little while. It wasn't awkward or tense like it was at the bar. It was peaceful. We could hear the birds singing as we watched the flowers blooming. I grimaced a little at that thought. Not a good joke to be making... I glanced back at Sans only to find him looking right back at me.

"So," I signed. "What did you want to talk to me about back at Grilby's?" Sans looked away.

"i... i wanted ta apologize,"

My eyes widened in surprise.

Sans' POV:

"what i'm about ta say is no excuse for how i've been behavin' towards ya these past three years, but hey, i'm gonna say it anyways." I sighed heavily. "i hated ya after ya killed my brother. when i saw his scarf lyin' in tha snow... i felt so betrayed. after everythin' you'd done, i couldn't believe it."

i couldn't believe the girl I'd grown so fond of would be capable of such a thing.

Frisk looked down and bit her lip. She's so cute when she does that. argh, what am i thinkin'? at a time like this, too. get on with it.

"back in tha judgement hall... when ya SPARED me after dying fer tha fifth time... it surprised me, y'know. right as ya hit tha MERCY button, i noticed yer eyes fade from red to bright blue. tha relief in yer eyes was evident. i shoulda known ya weren't really yerself during our fight. though, at one point durin' yer genocide run, ya were." My eye sockets darkened at that. She had meant to kill every last one of us, regardless of whether she had changed her mind. To help the murderer, she became the murderer. It was a sad truth.

"i was so confused when ya SPARED me. there was no one left, so why now? ta make it that i would have ta suffer an eternity alone? no. that wasn't it. though i wasn't exactly sure why. i realized that after i killed ya. as i held yer lifeless body in my arms..." I could feel tears starting to well up as I remembered.

"i hated ya. yet i cared so much. i wish it hadn't been tha way it was. and then it wasn't. everythin' went black. and i woke up in my house in Snowdin. back ta the beginnin'. i couldn't trust ya. i didn't know what ya planned to do. when ya came back, ya acted just like tha Frisk i had known before the Genocide run. and i resented ya fer that. fer going along as though nothing happened. i realize now ya did that fer their sakes. and ya did yer best to be a good friend ta all of them. ta be their family. ya even tried to make amends with me right after we made it ta tha surface. i rejected yer apology. my heart full of LOVE fer ya, instead of love. if that makes any sense." I gave a small laugh.

"ya knew what ya did was wrong. then ya fixed it. i could see how sorry ya were when ya SPARED me. when ya came back. i could see tha guilt flashing in yer eyes when ya thought they weren't looking. but i chose ta ignore it and remained bitter... until this morning. when i found out why ya had done it. when i learned that ya were suffering jus' as much as i was."

Frisk's POV:

Sans let out a breath of air. I'd never heard him say so much in all the time that I've known him. He was never that open. The few times he tried in the past, he would stop himself. I knew I had made Sans suffer. And now I know just how much. I also know that despite his hatred for what I did, he still cared about me...

"kid, yer way too nice for yer own good."

I laughed bitterly and signed "I know," as tears welled up. Sans had finally forgiven me. I looked down. I didn't want him to see me crying.

"hey, look at me."

I refused. Sans stepped closer to me and put a bony finger under my chin, lifting my face up. We were almost nose to nose hole. I wasn't that much shorter than he was. Maybe an inch or two. My heart beat faster and I felt my throat close. Sans looked into my eyes for a moment. Then he closed his eye sockets and pulled me in for a hug.