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Sans remains on the floor while Chara roams the house, doing aimless chores before finally resting on the couch.
“Wanna join me on the couch Sansy?”
Giving a loose shrug, Sans gets up from his sitting position on the floor and moves to sit on the opposite side of the sofa from them. Chara turns on the TV. The had inserted the CD with their fight with Undyne. Sans watches for a moment, and then closes his eyes. Chara turns up the volume, then relaxes on the couch, watching their victory on loop.
Sans covers his ears and ducks his head, trying his best to block it all out as Undyne slowly dies, staying brave until the end. No wonder Papyrus admired her so much. Sans wishes there was something admirable about himself that his younger brother could have looked up to. But he’s just a coward.
Chara notices San's reaction, and smirks as they shift to face him. "What's the matter Sansy? You should be glad to see your friends again~"
"not like this. not like this. turn it off."
"Sansy, are you being ungrateful again ? I am giving you the chance to see your friends and family, and here you are complaining about it."
Sans is shaking. He takes in a sharp breath. "kid, please..."
“So, you don't want to see the friends and family that you let me kill. Wow, and you call me a freak."
Sans pulls away, huddling against the corner of the couch. “s-stop. stop reminding me i already know …”
“Still, I guess I should be grateful that we could have the best for last.” They say with a snicker.
“ha ...how..hehheh...how could i be the ‘best’ anything…?” Sans laughs weakly, putting his face in his hands and forcing himself to breathe calmly.
“Well, you were the hardest fight for a while there. You lost count, but I counted up to 387 resets to finally beat you for the first time, then about a hundred more just to memorize it completely, then 20 more to get bored.”
“barely an obstacle..” Sans mutters, shutting one eye as he hears more monsters screaming.
“Hmm? You say something?” Chara asks curiously.
“in the end i didn’t make much of a difference by fighting you. you didn’t try to quit and RESET. you just took a little longer to get by me. that’s all.”
“No difference whatsoever.” They say smugly.
Sans made a brief ‘glad we’re on the same page’ gesture and slumped back against the arm of the couch, holding his hands over the sides of his head and watching his knees.
“Aww, Sansy doesn't want to participate in movie night? Well too bad. Sit up and watch.” They say, grabbing his arm to pull him up.
Sans resists, trying to stay huddled against the corner of the sofa.
They pull harder, successfully pulling him up. “Don’t ignore me Sansy~”
“i don’t wanna watch..” He says weakly.
“Your wants hasn't mattered since Frisk first fell! Now watch.”
Adjusting so that he’s facing forward to the TV, Sans keeps his hood up and shuts his eyes, curling his hands into fists in his lap.
Of course they lean forward to see if he is actually watching.
“Sansy, you are being awfully rude. You never had this much of a problem watching before!” They pull his hood down.
He flinches and looks away from them.
“All those RESETS filled with me killing and you watching and suddenly you can’t watch anymore? That is hypocritical Sans.”
He knows he should be saying something, for the sake of not annoying the kid with silence if anything, but he can’t. The moment he opens his mouth he’s going to start crying. He can tell by the uncomfortable thickness in his throat.
“Look at me!”
Sans jolts a little at the sudden intensity of their voice, hesitantly turning his head towards them.
“I do not appreciate being ignored Sansy.” They say, glaring.
He swallows, “..sorry…”
“You will watch, because I say so.”
“...got it..” Sans gives a weary nod and turns his eyes back to the TV screen.
They rewind it again, to make up for the missed parts during the argument. Sans flinches with each fatal strike, breathing becoming noticeably staggered.
“Are you not happy Sansy? This is what you wanted after all~ at least that is what your actions have told me.”
“this isn’t what i w-wanted..” Sans feels something at the corner of his eye, and quickly brushes it off, “this is not ...what..i wanted..” He says, slower and more forceful with each word.
“Coulda fooled me.”
“you were...you were supposed to RESET .” Sans bites his teeth and winces violently as Gerson is murdered - off script. Just like everything else now. “you were supposed to get bored of killing and eventually go to the surface, because at least it was new …”
Chara laughs. “Things happen that are out of your control Sans. Shame I got bored of the wrong thing now didn't I?”
“it’s not funny.” Sans says through his teeth.
“Oh, but your ignorance is. Anyway, I wanted something new, I already have Frisk’s memories of the peaceful timeline.”
“this’ll get old, y’know..” Sans takes a bit of comfort in that idea. “you’ll get bored of me and then you’ll RESET.”
“Not for a long time. Now that you are off script I mean. This means I will always have something new!”
“it’ll still get old.” Sans insists, clinging to that one shred of hope that he has. “you’ll get bored of me eventually, and then what? what’ll you do then?” He rasps out a laugh, leaning forward a bit, “you’ll just be bored again.”
“Hmmm, then maybe I will have to find a new toy... Papyrus intrigues me...” They say with a smirk.
Sans’s grin drops, “....no.”
They snicker. “You know, you are completely right. One day I will get bored. It is good to plan ahead after all.”
“Chara, no. please no. not Papyrus. he doesn’t...he doesn’t deserve this please don’t hurt him..”
"Well then make up your mind~ because he would be an interesting toy to break. I mean, you are already broken, but him ... that ball of sunshine would be quite fun to extinguish.”
“don’t you dare -!”
“Actually, now that I think about it, he would be wayyy more fun to play with then you...”
“ Chara d- !” Sans stands up, but before he can think further about charging the child, they turn their gaze right to him and give him a warning look that makes him step back, “...p-please don’t..”
“And you know he would never be able to kill me, unlike you.”
“Chara please -!”
“He would make a very loyal pet.”
The meaningful look they give him tells him exactly what they want him to do. Sans shuts up the annoying voice of ‘dignity’ in his head and drops to his knees, head bowed. “k..k-keep me instead..”
“Why should I? You haven’t exactly been obedient...”
“th-that’ll change, Chara, i..i swear i’ll be better, please …”
“Hmm, I dunno...”
‘lower.’
Closing his eyes, Sans leans forward until his forehead is touching the floor, hands braced on either side, “...i w...i want to be your pet. please.”
“Maybe you both can be my pets, and make him take all the punishments while you watch.”
“wh-what will it take to convince you? what do you want me to do i’ll do it just don’t hurt my brother!”
“You are the one who was aching for me to get bored. But I will take you up on that offer. Understand, however - the minute I reset, is the minute Papyrus is my new pet. Deal?”
Sans nods, shutting his eyes, “..d-deal…”
“Don’t worry, I promise I won’t get bored for a long while~” They giggle, getting down on their knees in front of him and lifting up his head from the floor, “‘Chin up’, Sansy! We’re going to have a lot of fun. I know that I will~”
Sans swallows, scared of the manically delighted look in their eye.
He definitely knows that they’ll be having a lot of fun…
Far, far too much..