You make me a you make me a..
B E L I E V E R
Sans has been possessed by Chara and Flowey on the surface, Sans, wanting to stop the hurting is beginning to lose hope. After 2 weeks of fighting and failure something changes.
aka sans your fucking sc...
"S-Sans! let go!" Frisk stuttered, their arm bleeding from the grip Sans had on their arm
"You brought them here. You messed it up." Sans hissed, his eye flamed blue for a moment before the red overtook it again, fizzling out with a quiet spark.
"W-What did I mess up!?" Frisk asked
"Our plan... Your so stupid Frisk! Why can't you ever let me make the decision once in a while!? The only choice i ever got to make was to kill everybody! You never gave me any other choices! I hate you Frisk! I H A T E Y O U!" Sans screamed. Only, Frisk was sure now it was Chara. Frisk knew they had some tension after the first genocide run, but Frisk never thought it was actually that bad. That bad to go as far as to possesses Sans. "You won't mess up our next phase. You won't.. I R E F U S E T O F A I L.." They screamed.
A White button summoned beside them.
Overwrite.
Frisk had heard about it from Sans once, they couldn't remember what timeline but it was one of the recent ones.
Vines shot up behind Frisk, blocking off the Alley entrance, making it impossible for the monsters to get in to save them.
Sans pressed onto the Overwrite button. Nothing happened at first. Soon, mismatched codes appeared over Sans. What was happening? The world hadn't been overwritten yet so what was supposed to happen?
Frisk was snapped out of their intense thoughts from a groan of pain from the now shivering mess of bones on the ground. Frisk reached out to touch him.
"d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d--do-o-ont t-t--t-t-t-t-t----ouch m-e-e-e-." Sans said, it was him. Sans was here with her. But.. his voice was very glitched.
When the mismatched coding disappeared over Sans, his entire appearance had changed.
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"S-Sans?" Frisk spoke, afraid to even confront him.
Sans was panting heavily, the errors around him shaking and glitching around his body. "kkkkk....k---id?" Sans said,his voice raspy and glitched. Sans attempted to stand, but fell back as his leg was tied in small blue strings. There were no signs of Chara and Flowey anymore, but with those two there was no telling where they could be.
Just as everything finished up, Toriel's car drove up. Frisk helped Sans stand and helped him pull his hood over his head. Frisk allowed Sans to get in the backseat while she climbed into the front passenger seat. Frisk watched out of the corner of their eye as Sans curled up into a ball, looking smaller and more fragile than he ever has.
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After about 10 minutes they made it back to their shared house just a few miles from central park. It was almost 7am and Sans and Frisk had both passed out about 5 minute sinto the drive home.
Toriel picked both Frisk and Sans up, gasping at Sans' appearance. She tried to not let it bother her.
She knew very few would be awake in the house because she had told all of them to go to sleep until she returned. Toriel didn't actually plan to wake anybody up. They all needed some sleep after the emotional trauma of the wee hours of the morning.
Laying both of her charges down into her queen size bed, Toriel made her way downstairs, starting to make some pancakes, eggs, and bacon for everybody.
An hour later she had finished cooking and everybody besides Sans and Frisk were down to eat.
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Sans sat up in the bed. He had no recollection of where he was or what had happened.
Looking over to the grandfather clock placed in the corner of the room, it showed it was about 8am.
"Sans?" Frisk asked, they looked at Sans' hand, which had small blue strings dangling off of them.
"i--i-i-i-i-i'm s-s-s-s-s-s--s-s-s-s---o sorry k-k-k-ki-id." Sans said, his voice glitching out as his emotions got the better of him.
