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rackofbadcds2016-10-26 01:48 pm
trombones) wrote in rackofbadcds2016-10-26 01:48 pm
cover our eyes, it's a calming way to blame and hide the truth
At first, Alphys said that she needed his help with "something". That probably should should have been in the first clue. By the time Sans got there, had just dumped the second of a familiar pair of legs in a cart (really, they're heavy). She sputtered into a nonsense explanation, how "something" was busted, how she really needed a second pair of sockets on "something", and how "something" might be in a bad mood now that he can't chase her.
Did she say "he"? "Something". She meant "something".
And before Sans could open his mouth, he felt an uncermonious shove of a clawed hand behind them both. He stumbled into the adjacent room. Alphys wheeled the cart away, and the skeleton whirled around just as steel doors slid shut with a boom behind him.
He stares down the metal He looked over his shoulder at "something".
...
Nope. Hell nope. He turns back around.
"Alphys. Come on. Open the door."
No answer. Sans turns back around. Another couple awkward seconds pass. Finally, the monster shrugs his arms up in the air.
"Welp. If this is a practical joke, tells Alf she needs practice. See ya."
...
...
...
It takes a second to realize he's still standing there. As in, not going anywhere. As in, not teleporting. He looks down. His SOUL is green. Not the healing green, the other green. Oh.
"Oh."
He remembers the hand that pushed him a second ago. He can already hear her voice in his head.
NGAHHHHHH!!! FINALLY! MAN, why didn't I think of this sooner?! Hey, Papyrus! Check out what I can do to your brother!!
Did she say "he"? "Something". She meant "something".
And before Sans could open his mouth, he felt an uncermonious shove of a clawed hand behind them both. He stumbled into the adjacent room. Alphys wheeled the cart away, and the skeleton whirled around just as steel doors slid shut with a boom behind him.
He stares down the metal He looked over his shoulder at "something".
...
Nope. Hell nope. He turns back around.
"Alphys. Come on. Open the door."
No answer. Sans turns back around. Another couple awkward seconds pass. Finally, the monster shrugs his arms up in the air.
"Welp. If this is a practical joke, tells Alf she needs practice. See ya."
...
...
...
It takes a second to realize he's still standing there. As in, not going anywhere. As in, not teleporting. He looks down. His SOUL is green. Not the healing green, the other green. Oh.
"Oh."
He remembers the hand that pushed him a second ago. He can already hear her voice in his head.
NGAHHHHHH!!! FINALLY! MAN, why didn't I think of this sooner?! Hey, Papyrus! Check out what I can do to your brother!!
1/2 might be trying to cram too much in one tag but here goes
Okay.
Believe it or not, Sans opens his eyes. His grip on the table tightens. Oh. So Mettaton gets to rail on him as much as he wants, but he doesn't get a chance to say his peace. That's how it's going to go, huh? Normally, Sans wouldn't care. He knows how much he deserves it. He'd give it up easily, let the other people yell at at them as much as they want.
But god help him if he wasn't already sick of taking the entire blame for this. Which is, you know, a really stupid reason to be annoyed given half the reason Mettaton was angry. But no. Hell no.
"Not even gonna let me finish, huh?"
He's talking to the words on the floor now.
"So, what? You're not a wall either? You want to blame the whole thing on everyone else. I didn't bring up Gaster, you did. You didn't hear my brother crying all those nights over you. I did. 'Cause nothing's ever your fault, right? Maybe this isn't good enough, but it never is with you. So screw me, right? You just want to assume you know why I said what I said when I'm trying to tell you why. You just want to throw the loudest tantrum and make yourself--"