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Mr. H: *takes a step forward, the disks hovering around him* Now, my proposal is... *looks at Sans, who is currently staring at his own hands*

Sans: *snaps his attention up to the man* ...

Mr. H: You can either hand yourself over to me... or...

Disks: *red needles suddenly snap out of them*

Mr. H: ... We'll have to do this the hard way.

Chara: *growls* Back off!

Mr. H: Now now, I wasn't talking to you. Don't be so rude.

Chara: *glares daggers at him*

Sans: ... i'm not goin' with you.

Mr. H: *stares at him for a moment before chuckling* Well, isn't that just a shame because last time I checked... *disks start circling around him* ... that wasn't an option.

Disks: *quickly cut through the air, heading straight for the duo*

Sans and Chara: ! *jump out of the way on opposite sides*

Chara: *quickly summons a knife with determination* *warily looks at the man*

Sans: *tries to summon an attack, just for his magic to fail once again* ...

Mr. H: *looks at something his wrist* *laughs at Sans* Oh, well aren't you ignorant?

Sans: *stares at him confused*

Mr. H: I know you just tried to use magic~ *laughs* That isn't going to work here.

Carrotbrine: I dare Sans to have win--

Disk: *cuts the dare in half*

Mr. H: And you aren't getting any help from them.

Chara: *sees a window of opportunity* *smiles* *silently starts moving*

Disks: *zip towards Sans again*

Sans: *barely gets out of the way* what the h*ll do you want anyways?!

Mr. H: That is classified information. Now... *clicks some strange metal device over his hand* I think it's time to-

Chara: *had managed to sneak around to behind him while he was focused on Sans* *tries to jump him with their knife*

Mr. H: *quickly snaps around, a purple string coming out of the device, launching through Chara's soul and slamming them to the ground*

Chara: *yelps, their head hitting the ground painfully*

Sans: !!!

The Device: *it has seven colors on it* *purple, light blue, orange, yellow and white are all glowing* *dark blue and green however are dim*

Chara: *stares at the device, cross-eyed, having absolutely no idea how that just happened*

Sans: *looks at the device on Mr. H's hand* *looks at the dim dark blue light suspiciously* ...*gets an idea* *tries grabbing Mr. H's soul with dark blue magic*

Mr. H: *jumps, seeing his soul is dark blue, the device letting go of Chara's soul* ...

Sans: *quickly throws him against the fence to their side before he can react*

Mr. H: !!! *looks at Sans, slightly stunned before breaking into usual grin* Well now, I bet you feel clever. *laughs*

Chara: *sits up, holding their head in pain from where he slammed them into the ground with his device*

Sans: *glares at the man* *starts walking towards him*  you're the one who's pinned right now.

Chara: *squints towards where Sans and Mr. H are* ... !!!

Sans: i don't get what's so-

Chara: *yells* SANS, BEHIND YOU!

Sans: *whips around, seeing a disk* *quickly let's go of Mr. H, flinging the device out of the way with magic* *stares at Chara, shocked, before turning to where Mr. H was, finding him to not be there anymore* where did he go...? *looks to Chara for an answer*

Chara: *still gripping their own head* I don't know...

Sans: *takes a step backwards* *suddenly gets zapped* gaH! *whips around, seeing nothing there*

Chara: What the h*ll was that?!

Sans: ...i... *turns to where he got zapped* *puts his arm out, getting shocked again* kid, i think there's--

Mr. H: *suddenly reappears behind Chara* -- a forcefield? Yes, somewhat. *grabs Chara before either of them can react*

Chara: HEY, LET M--

Mr. H: *holds a glowing, red bar up to their throat* I suggest you don't move.

Chara: *freezes*

Sans: *just staring wide-eyed, knowing he's completely powerless at this point*

Mr. H: There's nowhere's left to go 5AN5. You can't run, for you are made of magic. Only humans can pass through this forcefield. It's quite similar to the one that was supposed to keep you locked underground. And if you think people can see you- *laughs* -you're very wrong.

Sans: *honestly doesn't care about what he's saying* put. the kid. down.

Mr. H: Oh, how rude of you to interrupt. I'll be sure to report that to where you're going next.

Chara: He's NOT going any--!

Mr. H: *holds them tighter* May I also suggest that you don't speak?

Chara: *looks infuriated*

Mr. H: As I was saying, no one can see into it, and you can't see out of it. *smiles* It's almost like this will have never happened.

Chara: *scrunches their nose up, his breath reeking of coffee*

Sans: *Hears buzzing around him*

Disks: *surrounding him*

Mr. H: Now, before you use that magic of yours to throw them away, I will present you with two options.

Mr. H: You either don't move, and let them hit you... or... *Smiles down at Chara* there will be consequences.

Chara: *looks up* *spits in his face*

Mr.H: *stares blankly at them* ... *smiles* That was amusingly petty.

Chara: *if they were a bomb, they would have exploded by now*

Mr. H: Now... 5AN5, what's your choice?

*****

Asgore and Toriel: *pull into the driveway, blind to what is going on around the corner from their house*

Asgore and Toriel: *walk into the house, just to find a panic stricken Frisk pacing up and down the hall and Papyrus continuously trying to convince them that there is nothing to worry about*

Toriel: My child, are you alright...?

Frisk: *jumps, not realizing that she was there* !!!??? No! I mean- Yes? I mean... *runs a hand through their hair*

Asgore and Toriel: *exchange confused looks*

Asgore: Young one, what happened?

Frisk: I-I-I... I don't know... There was just these... spiders... and... I... and they just kept coming out of nowhere and leaving the house... and I don't know what they are! *throws out their arms for emphasis*

Toriel: *laughs* My child, I'm sure they are just some of Muffet's spiders.

Frisk: NO! *covers their own mouth* I mean...

Papyrus: *jumps in* WHAT THE HUMAN IS TRYING TO SAY IS, THESE STRANGE, FOUR LEGGED SPIDER-LIKE CREATURES KEEP COMING OUT OF NOWHERE, THEN PROCEED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE. AND I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, KNOW A LIVING SPIDER WHEN I SEE ONE... and those are most definitely not any living spider I have ever seen.

Frisk: *gives Papyrus a silent thank you*

Asgore: ... This does seem... suspicious... Toriel, do you suggest we call the authorities.

Toriel: Hold on a minute, Asgore. *furrows her brows* By any chance do you know what these "spiders" looked like?

Frisk: Uh... they were small... with long legs... and black with a red spot on top of their middles. Why?

Toriel: ... *remembers the refrigerator incident* My child...

Frisk: Yes?

Toriel: ...Where's Sans?

*****

Sans: ... *staring at the two in front of him, not saying a word* *eyes are void of any life*

Mr. H: Tick tock... *smiles devilishly*

Chara: Don't listen to a f*cking word he's saying, comedian! He wouldn't kill me, he'd get his *ss sent to prison for that!

Mr. H: Unlikely. I have my ways in the government.

Chara: *growls* Ignore him, he's spurting bullsh*t!

Mr. H: I'll have you know one thing about me 5AN5... I never lie to my future projects. 

Chara: *starting to get nervous from the lack of response from Sans* JUST GRAB HIS SOUL, so what if I get hurt from you throwing him and the stupid bar hitting me? I can bet you it won't kill-

Mr. H: *lightly grazes their neck with it*

Chara: *suddenly shrieks in pain*

Mr. H: *pulls it back*

Chara: *wide-eyed, panting for air*

Sans: ...

Mr. H: 5AN5, you are taking far too long to make a decision... I suppose you need a count down...

Mr. H: 5...

Mr. H: 4....

Mr. H: 3.....

Sans: *just puts his hands in the air, surrendering* *eye-lights slowly become visible again*

Chara: *just stares at Sans, in too much pain to even speak*

Mr. H: Ah, you see, I usually get down to "1" before a decision is made... glad you kept it a bit faster.

Sans: *not even daring to look at Chara, just staring Mr. H right in the eye*

Mr. H: *drops Chara to the ground, taking a few steps forward* As I said, I never lie. They will be left with no harm done to them other than the harm which has already been done.*smiles at Sans* Now, your time here is up.

Disk: *quickly flies in, stabbing Sans in the neck with a needle*

Sans: *cringes back a little from the infliction, but doesn't make a sound*

Chara: *a red knife is slowly forming in their hands*

Sans: *stumbles on his feet from whatever was injected into him, before suddenly falling forward, unconscious*

Mr. H: *catches him before he hits the ground, lifting him up* Ah, that went well.

Chara: *hisses out, strained* You mother- *finds a sudden burst of strength, jumping at him, only for a disk to suddenly stab their neck*

*The injected liquid burns like hell

Chara: *face goes pale from the pain* *stumbles backwards, unable to keep their balance at all* *their knife dissipates into the night air* *the last thing they see before passing out is a wide smile from Mr. H*

Mr. H: Rest well~

*minutes pass...

Chara: *wakes up, dazed* *looks around them, finding themselves exactly where they were before, but the car that belonged to that man is now gone... and so is Sans*

Chara: *stands up, wobbling on their feet* *looks around, for any sign of life*

*They are only greeted by the sound of the whistling wind

Chara: *balls up their hands into fists, screaming through the pain* YOU F*CKING-! *stares at their own fists* WHY!? ... JUST--... *let's out a shaky breath* Why...?

Chara: ... *face scrunches, angrily* *suddenly kicks a pebble as hard as they can*

*The pebble bounces off.

*Chara's eyes follow the direction it went, seeing something shiny on the ground.

Chara: ... *walks over to inspect it* *bends over*

*The shiny object is a silver pocket watch... it's Sans'.

*Next to it, is what appears to be his destroyed phone.

Chara: *notices the pocket watch is holding down a paper*

Chara: *picks up the pocket watch, and the paper*

Chara: *reads the paper*

It was a pleasure doing business with you~

With love,

Mr. H <3

POINTS!!!

Chara and Blooky: 18

Undyne and Sans: 17

Frisk: 16

Papyrus: 14

Mettaton and Alphys: 10

Flowey: 8

Asgore: 7

Grillby: 4

Toriel : 3

Fuku: 2

Everyone Else: 1

Turtle Side Note: ... So... who wants to kill a turtle?