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Sans finally got done banging that annoying kid against the wall. He finished his spiel and noticed the boredom, “Even if we have to stand here until the end of time…”
Sans felt his eye sockets drape and forced them open. He couldn't let this kid end the world. “Must stay awake.” He thought as the kid sat in silence, cross legged. “What are they doing?” Sans thought as he gave in to his eyelids.
He woke up and was surprised the kid didn't strike.
“You look surprised, Sansy…” The kid talked. “You see, I have fought you before…” The kid twirled their knife, “And I got so bored…”
“Kinda the goal, kid.”
They smiled, “Now, it is time to bore you. I won't attack you…” The kid stood up and leaned in uncomfortably close to San's face.
He felt their breath on his skull when they whispered, “We will be here until the end of time…”
They then sat back down in that cross legged position. “You can't die in a battle except by another's hand and I know I can kill you anytime…” Their eyes turned red and mouth black and melted, “And erase the world, AGAIN!” They nearly yelled the sentence in their excitement.
Sans sighed, “Lessons ought to be learnt, kid.” This was going to be a long timeline….
Day 1 wasn't too bad, the kid ate and slept like a normal kid, almost as if they weren't a genocidal psychopath for a second.
It got to day 30 and Sans was feeling restless. He stayed awake as long as he could, but inevitably fell asleep at some points. But, now he had a hard time sleeping when he knew it was safe too, for some reason.
He couldn't even stand still and often paced around the kid, keeping his skull turned into their direction.
The kid spoke during the third straight day of Sans’ pacing, “It will never end. Isn't this fun?”
“So fun.” Sans muttered, “I never felt better.” Sans snapped.
The kid stood up and leaned against San's skull and blowed into his eyes sockets, “It will only get worse.”
No shit, Sans thought. Sans would never cuss in front of a kid, even one who should be in hell. That is just crass. Not that the kid didn't deserve to be cussed out, that was a matter for when they were older if they could stop resetting and think of consequences for ten damn seconds.
Sans wished he brought a book.
Month 8, and Sans could barely remember why he was here. He had to scar his wrist with a note to state the stakes.
The kid spoke once a year passed, “Why try?”
Sans snapped out of his thoughts, “Huh?”
“Why try? You know I can end you anytime, yet you stay…” The kid waved their hand, “No friends, only enemies. No one to save you, even ones who can…” The kid smiled, “Why try to stop me? I already won…”
“You universe is important, kid.” Sans blinked. “One day you may go too far and there will be nothing left.”
“What if I think the world deserves nothing?”
“There are people who care about you.”
The kid stood up and gripped Sans’ jacket collar and pulled him towards them.
“At least this is the end.” Sans thought.
But to his fear the kid spoke through gritted teeth, “Don't. Lie. To. Me.” They let go off Sans, causing him to stumble backwards.
“I jumped because my family told me they wanted me dead and the humans tried to see through it. Unwanted. Waste of space. Waste. Shouldn't exist.
And when I came here, what do I get?”
“Listen kid-”
“No, you listen! I get scrapes, scars, and death. And I go to a restaurant with you and get threats.
And when I come here, there is judge poopyhead.” The kid broke their knife in half with the hand they were holding it in and Sans didn't know if he should be relieved or scared they broke their weapon with no intent on their part. “What does he say I earned, love. I earned LOVE alright. Took me long enough.
No matter how many resets, you all tried to hurt me at least once and I hate every single one of you, but you're different Sans.”
“How so?”
“You knew I could reset. Which means you either got entertainment of me dying or wanted me dead.”
“That's not-”
“Shut up! You admitted you wanted me dead at that restaurant. I hate you the most.” The kid smiled, “This is your prison sentence. And you know what the best part is…”
“What?”
“You could kill me anytime and we end up back here. If you don't remember resets the you do this all over again for nothing and if you do, you know my end game and have to reveal so to get anywhere…”
Too bad Sans didn't remember resets. “Damnit.” He thought. “I can't tell future me this, so my best bet is keeping them here.” Sans hoped the kid would get bored eventually….