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severed-ties-uf · 7 months

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Chapter Sixteen: Ruin(ed) Date

This takes place 6 weeks after the previous chapter, Sans and Chara had planned a date in Old Home (what it was called before the Ruins, there’s still many monsters living there as of this point).

Sans waits at their usual meeting place, right by the tree. Unlike last time, Sans decided to make himself look a little more presentable, wearing: black sweatpants, a crimson red shirt, a black leather jacket and black sneakers.

In his hands, he holds a self made flower crown; it’s not as pretty or neat as the one Chara gave to him weeks ago, but he knew Chara would appreciate it nonetheless.

After a while of waiting, Sans hears footsteps, Chara's footsteps. Perking up, he quickly hides the flower crown behind his back.

Chara walks in, making eye contact with Sans and smiling. They quickly approach him, stopping a meter away. “Hey, handsome!” They exclaim.

“Hey, beautiful.” He responds, smiling back.

Chara looks Sans over admiring his outfit. “I love your outfit, you look amazing!” They say, as a blush comes to their face. “Not to mention super handsome. Somehow even more so than usual.”

Sans chuckles, “Thank you, I really wanted to look nice for this date. I realized I was kind of being a lazy bone when it came to my ‘outfit’ on our previous dates.” He responds.

Chara giggles, placing a kiss on his cheek.

Sans smiles and blushes.

Chara smiles back.

Sans places a finger on Chara's chin. “Close your eyes. I have a gift for you.” He says.

“A gift? Okay!” Chara responds, as they close their eyes.

Sans places the flower crown on their head. “Flower you today, sweetheart?” He asks.

Chara opens their eyes, feeling the flower crown, their face displaying a huge smile. “Thank you, Sans! I love it!” They exclaim, leaning over and kissing him on the teeth. “I swear I love you a lily more every time we meet.”

“You’re welcome, Chara.” He responds. “Now, bring your tulips back over here.” He adds.

Chara giggles, as they lean in and give Sans three more kisses.

“Perfect.” Sans says, as he takes their chin with his hand and nips their cheek. Afterwards, he pulls away, and they embrace.

“I love you.” Chara says.

“I love you, too.” Sans responds, as they separate. “Alright, I think it’s about time we leaf for old home. Don’t you think?” Sans asks.

“Yeah! Let’s go.” Chara responds.

Sans teleports both of them to a spot in Old Home, right at the entrance of what would become the Ruins.

“So here we are. This was where all of the monsters once lived.” Sans says.

“Yup! It’s so exciting to be here again!” Chara exclaims. They turn around to face the exit, holding Sans' hand. “Can we go visit where I fell?” They ask.

“Of course, Sweetheart.” Sans replies, as they begin to walk towards and through the exit. Eventually they reach the flowerbed.

Chara runs up to the exact spot they fell, and crouch down—doing their best to keep their dress clean—they begin to run their hands over the flowers. “It’s always so surreal coming back here, back to where it all started. When I was given a new life.” Chara says, looking up and closing their eyes, allowing the sunlight peering through to coat their face; taking a deep breath and letting it out.

Sans looks around, taking it all in. No matter how many times he comes here, it never loses any amount of surrealism; this is where his Angel fell; this is where his Angel's fate was sealed. Things would have been so different if they hadn’t fallen down, for all he knew, Chara may have saved his life, without them, he would undoubtedly be in a far darker place. “Yeah…” Sans responds, distracted by the thoughts. He looks up, facing the sunlight.

“When I fell, there weren’t nearly as many of these flowers were here to break my fall. I hit the ground really hard, breaking both of my legs, and cutting myself bad.” Chara says, as they run their hands over their scars on their knees and legs.

“Oh.” Sans replies in shock. “You didn’t tell me about that before. That couldn’t have been pleasant.”

Chara giggles. “Trust me, it wasn’t. If it hadn’t been for Asriel finding, I would’ve been dead for sure.”

Sans doesn’t say anything, just thinking. In his mind he’s indebted to the Prince for saving his beloved Chara's life, he should probably thank him at some point.

Chara stands up, brushing whatever got on their dress off. “Alright, that’s all I wanted to do.” They say, turning around and walking up to Sans, taking his hand. “Shall we head forward?” They ask.

Sans takes one last look at the spot where Chara fell. “Yeah, let’s go. I have a spot in mind.” He responds, taking both of their hands and teleporting them to a spot overlooking Old Home.

Sans lets go of Chara's hands then takes a step back, turning towards the view.

“Wow!” Chara exclaims, giggling and walking closer to the edge. “I haven’t seen Old Home like this since-“ Chara pauses, thinking… “-Oh, yeah! Three years ago passing by with Asriel.” They add.

“Well, I’m glad I could take you here.” Sans says, looking over to them.

“Look at the view! It’s amazing.” Chara comments, looking around the cityscape, taking in everything.

Sans continues looking at Chara, smiling. “Yeah, what a gorgeous view. I can hardly take my eyes off it.”

Chara looks back to Sans, upon realizing what he meant, they blush uncontrollably. “Sans!~” they fake whine, too flustered to respond.

Sans laughs in response, also blushing. “What?” He asks innocently.

Chara suddenly embraces Sans in a deep hug, burying their head in his shoulder. “I love you so much, Sans.” They say, giggling, laying their left hand against the back of Sans' neck—their fingers laying between the spinous process.

Sans initially jumps from the sudden gesture, but quickly returns it. “I love you too.” He responds, stroking their back with his hand. “What’s with the out of nowhere hug? Not complaining at all, just curious.” He asks.

Chara parts from Sans, just enough to make stable eye contact. “Your flirt was so good, and I had to show my appreciation and reciprocation of your love.” They respond, pulling him back in. “And plus, I haven’t hugged you nearly enough today!” They add, giggling.

Sans laughs, “And I have to make sure that you never forget how much I love you,” he says.

They part, now just holding hands.

“How could I ever forget?” Chara asks, smiling cordially.

“I don’t think you ever will, but I like to remind you constantly, that way it’s never *not* on your mind.” Sans responds.

“Fair enough.” Chara comments, leaning in and kissing him, “And I guess it’s my job to do the same for you, huh?”

“Yup.” Sans replies.

Chara looks back over to the view over Old Home, turning fully to see it, letting go of Sans' left hand—while still holding the right. They’re silent for a moment.

Chara admires the view for another moment, then speaks up. “Do you ever wonder what the people think about our relationship — for those who know at least?” They ask.

“From what I can tell, most of those who know about it are completely disgusted by it, unfortunately. I’ve gotten many insults from people around me— calling me: a ‘traitor’, ‘filth’, and all kinds of other nasty things.” Sans responds, sighing.

“Oh…” Chara responds woefully, quietly sighing. “I don’t know what I expected to be honest.” They add, somberly.

“Eh, fuck 'em. Who cares? They’re all assholes anyway.” Sans says dismissively, attempting to reassure Chara.

Chara frowns, looking down, staying silent for a couple seconds. “Yeah…” They say quietly—almost under their breath. “It’s none of their business, anyway.” They add, more confidently. “And hey, maybe one day, they’ll accept this kind of thing!” They say perking up.

“Yeah… maybe.” Sans states dryly.

They’re both silent for a moment.

Desperate to change the subject, Sans looks around for something to do, spotting a stairwell leading downward, nearby. “Hey, Chara?”

“Yeah?” Chara answers, perking up.

“Wanna go explore down there?” Sans asks, pointing towards the staircase.

“Oh, sure! That sounds fun!” Chara replies.

Sans takes the lead, still holding Chara's hand.

As they approach, they notice a sign attached to the wood railing, stopping to read it. The sign says: ‘Home Aqueduct’.

“Oh, cool! I’ve never seen this before!” Chara exclaims. “To be honest, I didn’t even know Old Home had an aqueduct.” They add, giggling.

“So water we waiting for? Let’s go see it.” Sans responds.

Chara laughs, “isn’t that what we’re currently doing?” They joke.

“I really lake your sense of humor.” Sans responds, also laughing.

They both begin to walk down the steps, flight after flight, the walls being lit by magic torches. Eventually they reach the bottom, opening to a large area—also lit by magic torches and lanterns—that contains a segment of the aqueduct.

“Wow! This place is huge!” Chara comments, running a bit forward and examining the room.

“You got that right.” Sans responds, catching up with them,

Chara walks further forward, near the edge of the aqueduct, examining it with childlike wonder. “This is so cool!” They exclaim, looking back and smiling at Sans. “Old Monster architecture is so fascinating to me.”

Sans stands next to Chara, also inspecting the aqueduct. “You’re right, this is pretty dam cool.” He says.

Suddenly they’re interrupted by a loud voice coming from behind them. “NOW!” The voice yells. Simultaneously, magic projectiles—of varying degrees—appear, hitting most of the torches, extinguishing them.

“Huh!? Who’s there?” Chara asks panicking, unable to see.

“Show yourself!” Sans yells demandingly, summoning sharpened bones and Gaster Blasters; only barely able to see.

Chara's arm is clipped by two magic snake projectiles; they yelp in pain, covering their arm where they were hit.

Chara -5 hp (15/20 remaining)

“Sweetheart!” Sans yells, firing a blaster in the rough direction of where the projectile came from. The light from beam of the blaster revealed a Parsnik in the corner of the room; the beam also grazing a torch, reigniting it.

The torch's light barely reveals the two other perpetrators: a Whimsalot floating by the entrance, and an Astigmatism standing in the other corner.

The Astigmatism summons five magic circle projectiles, sending them flying towards Sans, the Parsnik sends three more magic snakes at Chara, and the Whimsalot summons a swarm of butterflies to attack the pair.

Sans summons a wall of bones to block Astigmatism's attacks, Chara dodges the snakes, and Sans vaporizes the butterflies with a blaster before they can attack.

Sans uses blue magic to send the Parsnik flying into the opposite wall, then back, and finally to the opposite wall again (doing 20 damage each time). He then summons more blasters to help reignite some of the other torches in the room.

Parsnik -60 hp (12/72 remaining)

Parsnik yells in pain, and flees.

Astigmatism summons a massive wave of magic circle projectiles, sending them flying at Sans, meanwhile Whimsalot sends a swarm of butterflies at Chara.

Sans summons a wall of bones to protect Chara, and dodges the large bulk of projectiles sent his way; counterattacking by sending dozens of sharp magic bones back at Astigmatism.

Astigmatism -1x27 hp (37/60 -30 NGD)

Sans turns his attention back to Chara as Astigmatism flees.

Most of the butterflies sent at Chara by Whimsalot were blocked by the bones, and Chara danced around to dodge the rest, but sill managed to get hit by one.

Chara -1hp (14/20 remaining)

Having enough, Sans grabs Whimsalot with blue magic and sends it flying into the aqueduct.

Sans looks over to Chara, panting. “You okay, sweetheart?” He asks.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just a little hurt.” Chara responds.

The pair hears frantic splashing; Chara immediately runs over to the aqueduct to investigate.

There, they see Whimsalot drowning in the water, desperately trying not to drown, already having lost a lot of health. “Oh, no!” Chara yells, running over to the edge, and kneeling down. They look around for something to help, panicking.

Whimsalot -5 hp (10/20 remaining)

“Help me! Please!” The Whimsalot begs.

“Leave him, Chara.” Sans says, coldly.

Whimsalot -6 hp (4/20 remaining)

“No!” Chara yells, as they jump into the water.

Chara quickly swims over to Whimsalot, and takes ahold of him. “Here, hold on!” They say. Without questioning, Whimsalot holds on to Chara's arm, holding its head above the water.

Chara quickly begins to swim back to the shore. Once there, they climb out and help Whimsalot to get out of the water. Unable to fly and weakened, Chara holds Whimsalot carefully. “Are you okay?” They ask.

Whimsalot begins coughing up a storm and spitting out water. “Thank you. I- I owe everything to you.” He says.

“You’re welcome!” Chara responds. “Are you okay, though?” They ask.

“No, I’m chewed up real bad.” Whimsalot replies.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Chara asks.

Whimsalot pauses. “Well… there is one thing.” He says.

“Which is?” Chara asks.

Suddenly Chara is surrounded by magic butterflies. “For the Underground!” Whimsalot yells.

“NO!” Sans yells, lifting his arm and summoning sharp bones from the floor to impale Whimsalot.

Whimsalot -1x6 hp (0/20 remaining -18NGD)

Whimsalot shrieks in pain, and turns to dust.

Chara gasps and freezes as the dust coats their hands; they stand there, eyes widened, mouth open, and motionless. They quickly fall to their knees, holding their dusty hands in front of their face. Chara begins hyperventilating, “No… No. No. No.” they say, as tears fall down their face.

“Chara~” Sans begins, quietly.

“Why? Why did he attack?! He didn’t have to die! He was going to be better!” Chara cries, slowing down their breathing.

Sans walks over to Chara, and places his hand on their shoulder; he then kneels down and embraces them in a hug.

Chara quickly returns the hug, burying their face in his shoulder, sobbing. “I don’t understand! Why do they do this!?” Chara asks.

“I don’t know, Sweetheart. I don’t know.” Sans responds, rubbing Chara's back.

Chara cries for a couple minutes, not saying anything; eventually, they slow down, and pull away from Sans, sniffling.

“I love you, Chara.” Sans says.

“I love you too, Sans.” Chara responds.

Sans wipes away their tears with his thumb, “Are you okay?” He asks, adjusting their flower crown.

Chara sniffles. “Yeah… just traumatized.” They reply.

After a couple moments of silence, Chara pulls away, taking out a small pouch from their pocket. They open the pouch and begin to scoop Whimsalot's dust into the pouch. Sans helps out, using blue magic to hasten the process.

Once all the dust was in the pouch, Chara closes it, and picks up Whimsalot's ID card off the floor. “I’ll ask his highness to have this delivered to his family.” They say, holding up the pouch.

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.” Sans responds.

Sans places his hand on Chara's chin and nips their cheek, “We should get you home, Sweetheart. Get you cleaned up and dry.” He says.

“Yeah.” Chara nods.

Sans takes Chara's hand.

Chara makes eye contact with him. “Sans, if it’s okay with you, can you sleep with me tonight? I’ll ask my parents, they’ll probably say yes. I just-“ Chara pauses, “I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight without you there.”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

Author's notes:

Longest chapter yet, I believe.

Chara has seen death before, but seeing it so close (literally in their hands, traumatized them)

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severed-ties-uf · 8 months

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Chapter Fifteen: Familial Complications

Tw: Minor child abuse

This takes place roughly three days after the previous chapter.

Sans sits on his bed, reading through a book on celestial bodies he had found in the dump a week prior. The book was of human origin, having fallen down from the surface. Sans admittedly had always had a fascination with space, and the stars above, despite never seeing them for himself. He had been glued to the book for the past half hour, and just continued to read.

Eventually, Sans gets bored. He bookmarks the page and closes the book, stretching his arms upwards momentarily, he proceeds to place the book on his nightstand, directly next to a picture of Chara.

Sans picks up the small picture frame, laying down with his head propped up on his pillow, admiring his beloved Chara. When the picture had been taken (only three weeks ago), Chara had just returned from their first proper date with him, still wearing their beautiful black dress.

Sans can’t help but smile and blush, “they looked so beautiful in that. Still can’t believe they’re officially mine” he almost-pridefully thought to himself.

Sans places the picture back down, his mind now preoccupied with thoughts of Chara. His thoughts were short lived however, because he was suddenly interrupted by a yell from downstairs.

“Sans! Get your ass down here, now!” His father barked.

Sans sits up, letting out a loud sigh and an angry growl. “Can’t I have a moment of fucking peace for once?!” He says to himself. Sans teleports downstairs in front of the couch, there he sees his father looking incredibly irritated, his right hand scrunched against his skull.

“Oh, THERE you are.” Gaster bites, roughly grabbing Sans by the shoulder. “Your brainless brother ran off a bit ago and he’s nowhere to be seen.”

“Papyrus?!” Sans responds in disbelief “how?” He asks.

“I was in the lab in the basement for a measly two hours. Two fucking hours, unsupervised and he ran off.” Gaster answered.

“He’s FIVE!” Sans retorted, angrier than ever.

“I sincerely would’ve thought that a five year old, especially one of mine, would be mature enough to sit still for two whole hours.” Gaster responded, dismissive of Sans' claim. “I don’t know why you’re trying to pin this on me.”

“Because it’s your fault! It’s your fault with your shit parenting that this ever happened in the first place! He’s a toddler! He’s YOUR responsibility!” Sans angrily yells, pushing his father off of him. “And I don’t know how delusional you’d have to be in order to-“

“SILENCE!” Gaster yells, cutting Sans off. He grabs his son with blue magic and slams him into the ground, holding him there. “Don’t you DARE fucking talk back to me, especially blatantly insulting me!”

Sans grunts in pain, desperately trying to pull himself up, to no avail. He resorts to teleporting out of the blue Magic’s effects. Now standing a couple meters away from where he previously stood.

“Resourceful yet.” Gaster states dismissively, shrugging. “Now, he’s somewhere out in Snowdin, go and find him.” He says, turning away and waving his hand toward the door.

“Wha-? You’re not going to look yourself? Or even help?” Sans asks, somehow shocked yet completely unsurprised at the same time.

“No, I’ve got an important experiment to run.” Gaster replies walking away.

“More important than your own fucking son?!”

“Do I need to repeat myself about the back talk?” Gaster asks, turning to completely face Sans, pointing his finger to the door, as his eyes turn completely black, “GO. FIND. HIM.”

Without a word, Sans teleports outside the house, pulling his hood up. Sans walks and walks, seemingly endlessly—constantly mumbling to himself about his hatred for his father and pondering the whereabouts of his brother—not finding a trace, even after what felt like an hour.

Eventually, he hears a familiar voice, not the one he was looking for, but a helpful one nonetheless.

“Hey, Sans!” They voice called out.

Sans turned to face Jackie clinging onto a tree. “Hey, Jackie. Mind lending a hand?”

“Looking for your brother?” Jackie asked, jumping down from the tree and walking up to Sans.

“Yeah, actually. Have you seen him?” Sans asks. Jackie may not be his brother, but having a member of the best trackers in the underground on his side was more than he could ask for.

“I have in fact, last I saw him, Dr. Gaster had just teleported him back home. That was about fifty minutes ago.” Jackie responds.

“Wait. Dad… brought him home? FIFTY minutes ago?!” Sans asks in disbelief. He checks the time, he’s been searching for around fifty minutes as well. “I…” Sans starts, anger slowly building up inside him.

“I’m guessing that bastard didn’t tell you that?”Jackie asks, placing a comforting hand on Sans' shoulder.

“No, in fact: he specifically told me he WASN’T going to look for him.” Sans replies, his eyes momentarily turning completely black. Sans pauses, taking a deep breath.

Jackie almost laughs, “and I thought MY dad was bad, holy shit.” He says, trailing his hand through his hair.

“You don’t know the half of it.” Sans replies, shaking his head and covering his eyes with his arm. “How did you know I was searching for my brother anyway?” He asks.

“Oh, I heard you mumbling to yourself about it.” Jackie replies, “I’ve just been chilling in and out of the woods here for the past hour or two, I had just returned when I heard you mumbling in the distance, curious, I investigated.”

“Fair enough.” Sans replied. “At any rate, I should probably head home now, I’ve certainly got some words for my father.”

“Yeah, good idea. I should probably return to my home as well. Funny, because I specifically came out here to get away from them.” Jackie chuckles to himself. “Oh, and- Sans?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“I was at the palace yesterday, and it turns out, Chara has a handmade plush of you that they apparently sleep with and cuddle constantly.” Jackie says smiling and chuckling to himself. “Don’t tell them I said that, though.” He adds, winking.

Sans blushes “W- wait, r-really?”

“Yup. Not only did I see it with my own two eyes, but his highness told me all about it. All I’m saying, is that they must REALLY love you.”

“They do, trust me. And I love them back all the same.” Sans says.

“Alright, imma head home, see ya!” Jackie says, before dashing into the distance.

Sans teleports back home, directly into the kitchen, there he sees Gaster and Papyrus at the table preparing dinner.

Papyrus, upon seeing Sans, runs up to him, and wraps his arms around his waist in a hug. “Brother's home!” He exclaims.

Sans returns the hug, before resting his hand on top of Papyrus’s skull. “That I am.” Sans replies.

Papyrus, let’s go and heads back to the table, Sans makes eye contact with Gaster, giving him a death glare.

“What?” Gaster asks, pretending to be innocent.

“You said that you weren’t going to search for him because you had an experiment to run, and that I had to go hunt him down myself. Only for you to go to him pretty much immediately after I left and bring him home without telling me. WHY?” Sans asks angrily.

Gaster laughs. “Oh, Sans. I didn’t lie, my experiment was testing the new underground smart surveillance system and its effectiveness for finding targets. It just so happens that Papyrus happened to run off on the perfect day to test it. You acted as the control group, to see how long it would take to find someone without the use of the system, and your pathetic ass couldn’t even find a single clue! To me, that’s a successful test, proving its capability, and prompting for wide implementation.” He says, condescendingly.

Sans stays silent, pulling up a chair and sitting down.

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Two hours later, after eating dinner, Sans sits in his room on his phone, eventually deciding to text Chara. {

Sans: “hey sweetheart”

Chara: “Hi, Sans! :D”

Chara: “How are you?”

Sans: “not so great”

Chara: “Oh… :( What happened?”

Sans: “earlier father called me down saying that papyrus had gone missing”

Sans: “turns out father had left him unsupervised for two hours and he got out.”

Chara: “Oh, no! Is Papyrus okay!?”

Sans: “yeah, he’s fine”

Sans: “after an argument about his bad parenting leading to him throwing me to the ground, he said that i had to go and find him and that he had to stay back to ‘work on an important experiment’”

Chara: “That’s awful! D: Did he hurt you?!”

Sans: “no lasting damage, just temporary pain”

Sans: “when i went searchin i didn’t find anything”

Sans: “but i did eventually run into jackie who told me that he saw dad teleport papyrus home a while ago”

Chara: “Wait, what?! So he just sent you out there for no reason?!”

Sans: “when i got back I saw him and papyrus preparing dinner”

Sans: “turns out his ‘experiment’ was testing out the new smart surveillance system to see how fast it can find someone”

Sans: “papyrus had just happened to wander off earlier and father took the advantage”

Chara: “That’s cruel! Why did he still make you go out then?”

Sans: “he says that it was to compare physically searching for someone, to doing so with the security system”

Sans: “however i'm convinced that his sadistic self also did it just to watch me suffer”

Chara: “What a jerk! :(”

Sans: “i hate him so fucking much”

Sans: “he doesn’t love me or papyrus, he only gives a fuck about himself. everyone below him is just a toy in his eyes”

Sans: “he’s such a piece of shit and i can’t stand living with him. he’s hurt me more than anyone could ever know”

Chara: “I know, Sans. I understand. It’s okay.”

Sans: “i’m sorry for swearing so much and the sudden rant”

Chara: “It's okay, Sans! I’m glad you got it off your chest!”

Sans: “thank you”

Chara: “No problem! <3 Love you!”

Sans: “love you too”

Chara: “Hey, I’m alone in my room right now, if you need a kiss, feel free to stop by! Just be quiet.”

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Upon seeing that last message Sans wastes no time, and teleports himself into Chara's room. The room is dark with their face being only illuminated by the light from their phone.

Chara looks up to meet Sans' eyes, their expression quickly turns to a cordial smile, as they wave their hand toward themselves, motioning him to come closer.

Sans obeys, walking over next to them, taking note of the plush next to them (he’ll make sure to lightheartedly tease them for that later). Once within range, Sans leans in for the kiss.

Chara plants a kiss directly on his teeth, following up with a hug, “I love you, Sans” they whisper ever so quietly.

Sans leans back a bit, placing a nip on their cheek in response, “I love you too, Sweetheart.”

Author’s notes:

Yes, my Gaster is an unapologetic villain, and no, he will not change XD

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