Chapter Eight~Absolutely Not

The next morning, both Chara and Frisk were distracted. Sans noticed something odd between them. Chara went outside and sat under a tree, Flowey on her shoulder. Tori went off to work. Sans approached Frisk.

"what's with you and chara?" Sans asked bluntly.

"Just comforted her when she had a nightmare last night, why?" Frisk looked up at Sans.

"you seem... off. you look like you have something on your mind. what is it?" Sans narrowed his eyes.

"Uh..." Frisk looked around, trying to think of something. Sans waited for an answer. "I... Think... that.... I..."

"you...?" Sans raised an eyebrow. He has them now.

"ImayormaynothaveasmalllittlethingforChara?" Frisk squeaked quickly. Sans growled.

"absolutely not." He said. "no. stay away from her. she's not a good person and i do not trust her one. little. bit."

And it was at that moment a scream was heard outside.