even if it's not possible, not here, not at home it's
it's not fine
frisk, you promised.
[Cheap shot. Cheap shot, because he doesn't...he doesn't care. Of course it would happen. Promises mean nothing around Sans. Someone breaks it, Sans or someone else, and it's not even...he's not even surprised. Of course another promise got broken.]
[They bury their face in their hands for a second. Ugh. Ugh. He knows them. He knows them too well and he's doing exactly what they did to him and it hurts because they know it would come to this, it always comes to this, promises are just made to be shattered irreparably and they would know, god, they would know. Made to be dangled over people's heads. That's why he hates promises, isn't it? For the same reason Chara hates them, the same reason Frisk hates them, because they're just another way to get people to do what you want.
He's like this because they're like this. They hurt him first. It's what they deserve.
Flinch, and groan, and grind their teeth, heart fluttering in their ribcage like a trapped bird, and finally they tap out one word, their reluctant, aching concession.]
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i'm worried
even if it's not possible, not here, not at home it's
it's not fine
frisk, you promised.
[Cheap shot. Cheap shot, because he doesn't...he doesn't care. Of course it would happen. Promises mean nothing around Sans. Someone breaks it, Sans or someone else, and it's not even...he's not even surprised. Of course another promise got broken.]
[Of course.]
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He's like this because they're like this. They hurt him first. It's what they deserve.
Flinch, and groan, and grind their teeth, heart fluttering in their ribcage like a trapped bird, and finally they tap out one word, their reluctant, aching concession.]
Fine.
[If they're lucky, he'll make it quick.
Doesn't mean it won't hurt.]