Well your still alive.
You still don't get how.
But you are.
You'd think if this was a story..
The author would've taken that opportunity to kill you.
It's not like your that great of a character anyhow..
But nope.
Your stuck being alive.
You still don't get why.
You've gotten fixed up a bit.
Your not allowed to take the painkillers anymore.
Which sucks.
A couple others, aside from the knife dog..found out about you being human.
Apparently you are one, so that's totally great..
(Sarcasm)
You've been staying with sans.
Because who else, really?
He tends to go to grillbys a lot..
He returned rather drunk this one time.
He started bringing back various alcoholic drinks with him after that.
Mostly because you asked him if he wouldn't mind doing that for you.
You're not really allowed to leave.
You started drinking..a lot.
It feels nice.
You've fallen into a routine of drinking.
Getting dazed as the world seems to spin around you.
You love that it seems to numb the pain even for just a moment.
Away, away, away, away it goes..
It's worth drinking.
You hear the door to sans's room open, as sans himself walks through the door.
He's looking as dead inside as ever.

"Welcome back." You say.

You pass him a bottle of ketchup, and you both drown together.
It's just killing you faster..but you don't care honestly.
Just looking for peace of mind, and looking for escape through any means.
You've still got a war in your mind, constantly being reminded of that which you'd much rather forget.

Being left alone in sans's room gets rather boring, so you started dancing for fun.
It feels nice to deplete yourself of energy, almost as good as a high.
Sweet serenity...
You sometimes can get sans to dance with you, not always though..

Now that your thinking about it..you kinda want to see if you can get him to dance with you today.
You select a song on the CBM nano (candy bar music), that of which sans had gotten from a friend of his, of whom you've never met.
It's already synced to the mini stereo, so you don't have to bother doing it.

You crawl over to sans, and coax sweet whispers to him, coercing him into joining you.
Once your both standing, you reach for his wrists.
Delicately trailing your hands up his radius and ulna.
Then moving to his humerus, then to his scapula.
Finally settling around his vertebra.
You feel his boney hands take their place on your waist.
You start rocking your hips back and forth.
You then toss your head back and let your knees buckle.
Gliding your hands down his rib cage as you drop, stopping only a foot above the floor.
Only to bounce right back up, push, and turn away from him.
You then pirouette away and then reverse pirouette back to him.
Then you Rase your left leg to the sky in vertical splits, whilst raising your right hand to sans's skull of which he tilts his head into.
You gently lower your left leg, bringing it in front of you, then lifting it forward into a bend so it's pressed up against him.
His hands return to your waist immediately.
However his right hand doesn't stay for long.
Instead, it travels down your thigh and latches on.
You move your hands to wrap around his vertebra once more.
You then throw your right leg up above his shoulder.
You both slowly sink to the floor.
He leans forward as you lean back into the dip, trailing your hands along the floor, only to pop right back up.
You rotate your right leg from on him to behind you, and he slowly releases your left thigh, allowing you to fall into splits.
You lift your arms up, and sans moves to pick you up by your hands, then immediately spins you, and then transitions to and arm over arm and then into another spin.
He then pulls you in close, and your hands move back to his scapula.
You pause.

"Hey sans.." you start to say.

Your voice comes out rather soft and quiet.
You wonder if he even heard you.

"Yeah?" He asks.

You sense an alertness in the tone of his response.
Guess he did hear you after all.
It seems rather strange to you that he is alert.
Considering he downed the drink you handed him not to long ago.
It's probably nothing..
Sides, it won't change what your going to say.

"I was thinking.." you say continuing your sentence.

He still feels as if he is relaxed.
He hasn't seemed to tense up like he would if he wasn't telling you something.
You've noticed all kinds of different things he does like that, over the course of time you've known him.
He knows several different kinds of things about you too..
He honestly is the only one who really knows anything about you.
No one else really bothers.
Maybe cause your stuck inside his room.
Maybe cause your 'human'..
Maybe cause your gonna die.
Doesn't really matter anyhow..

"What about?" He asks.

Still calm..that's good.
You like it when he isn't hiding things.

"I wanna run away with you." You state.

You've been thinking about it for awhile.
Of how it might be fun to escape the underground with sans.
Or at the very least run away with him to somewhere new.
Somewhere no one can find.
Have him leave everything too, so then he can just spend time with you.
He can always just return once you die anyhow.
You just don't want to be alone, when you finally die..

"Away?" He asks.

He is still relaxed.
A part of you thought he'd be against it.
Maybe it's just that twinge of self doubt talking.
Or maybe he's still relaxed because he's just humoring you.
You have to explain away to him anyhow.
How your going to do that, is beyond you at the moment.
But you'll have to try none the less.

"Away..Like away away.." You say.

He doesn't seem unhappy about it, but he isn't exactly enthusiastic either.
Maybe because your explanation was so vague..
Maybe if you just..
just maybe it'll work..

"Nothin' feels better than this.." you whisper.

You move your hand to his chest.
That definitely catches his attention.

"We don't gotta hide.." you coo.

He cuts you off.

"Is that what you'd like?" He asks.

Of course it is.
You nod, he smirks.

"Well, I'll admit..Nothin' feels better than this." he says.

He escapes your grasp, to take his coat off and wrap it around you.
It's fluffy and soft, and it's your f*cking home now.

"Mmk..lets go away then" he says.

Well that was unexpected..
Never the less, you both leave together.
Teleportation style.
And wind up in a golden hallway..

"Where are we?" You ask.

He shushes you.
He feels tense, somethings wrong.

"Just cover your eyes and follow my lead for a bit mmk." He says.

You cover your eyes, but while holding tightly onto sans.
You feel your feet leave the ground.
And together you move left, right, left, right, back, And side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.

It almost feels as if the both of you are dodging projectiles more so than dancing.

left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.

You uncover your eyes.
You see spear shaped projectiles sticking out of the wall.

Guess that's exactly what we are doing..

You decide to cover your eyes again since sans seems to got it covered.
Back to left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.

After awhile you get rather bored of the ever continuous pattern of left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
But you let it continue a bit longer.
Just a bit longer of the practically never ending, ever so continuous pattern of left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.
left, right, left, right, back, and side to side.

Ok that's enough.

You let go of sans, and fall to the floor smiling.
You feel a pain shoot through your back.
You look down to see a growing crimson stain in your shirt, with the front of a spear jutting out of it.
Another shot of pain, another spear.
Another and another and another and another and another and another and another but they are shooting through you slower.
You look up to see sans on his knees, pitch black sockets, and tears in his eyes.

But why tho..why are you crying silly?

You were going to die anyways, no big deal.
You try to speak but can't seem to voice any words.
Sorry sans.

The spears stop.
Sans crawls over to you, picks you up bridal style, carries you to a wall, and sets you against it, as seemingly gentle as possible.
As if you are a fragile piece of glass that he doesn't want to break.
But your already broken.

He sticks something in your mouth.
You don't know what it is though..
You seem to kinda absorb it somehow..
You find the voice to speak, barely a whisper, but sound.

"Sans..." You start to say.

You have his full attention.
He must have heard you.
You reach towards his face, cupping his cheek in your hand.
Guess you gotta make this ok somehow..

"Love to see you shine in the night, like the diamond you are." You say.

More tears roll down his face.
Dang it sans, he's making this harder for you.
It's better this way you know..

"I could save you, If I could just heal your wounds with words of love." He says.

Does that mean he loves you?
Haha, Your loved..that's nice.
At least your not alone.
That's all you wanted anyways.

"Your here, that's all I need to know." You say.

That doesn't seem to fix anything.
This will probably f*ck him up a lot.
Way to go, good job (sarcasm).
This is never going to be ok.
But you have to try to make it seem so.

"I'm good on this side it's alright just hold me in the dark, and let it be." You say.

You begin to fade into a now familiar state of being and not being.
But..you still hear his voice, you feel his touch.

"Why leave, why now?" He asks.

You don't know.
It's just time, you don't know why.
But now he too, fades away.
He's gone, leaving you to ponder over the words he has left you with.
Asking why, to a question without answers.

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