"I STILL DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY YOU ARE DOING THIS, HUMAN—"

"Shut up! Or at least lower your voice!" Chara said to her loud friend. She was currently hiding from Frisk, by using Papyrus as a barricade. It all started out a simple hide n seek game that Frisk has suggested. Chara hadn't thought anything of it really. She'd hid with Asriel in the castle before so between Frisk's apartment and the skeletons' home, it wouldn't be to hard. Right?

Wrong.

Frisk had asked that filthy brother of Papyrus' to help! And Sans would try to find Chara at all costs just to get her out of their house! She never did anything wrong so why did that trash bag hate her so much anyway? Did papyrus even know what was happening?

Poof!

Oh shit. The skeleton was back. He was teleporting. Sooner or later Sans was going to find her, and throw her out in the harshest way. But, he hadn't found her yet. Thank god for her skinny body, and excellent flexibility. She just had to stay calm, breathe and make it through this. Chara was competitive. But if Frisk found her, she was going to go on a date with her. Frisk's signature rules. The game would last till 12:00 AM and currently it was 10:00 PM. She could do this! Just two hours!

Sans would get tired and take a power nap which would give her atleast 20 minutes to find a new hiding spot before Frisk arrived and made Sans check our Apartment. Good. This was good. Sans can't search forever. He gets tired quickly—

Crackle crackle

What the—

Munch crunch

What the fuck was that..? She smelled.. sniff sniff. Chocolate? Who the hell was eating chocolate?! She was under the sofa right now. A little cage was under the sofa for some reason. Maybe for their pet rock, but it didn't matter. She peeked from under the Sofa's flaps to see bony legs. Papyrus reading the newspaper. The eating wasn't coming from him.. but from the kitchen. Oh no.

It was Sans. Eating a chocolate bar in the kitchen, his body facing papyrus from afar, looking directly at her. Did he know where she was?! Why wasn't he calling her out? That ballsy motherfucker.. "oh boy, this chocolate sure is good! i wish someone was here to share it with me. milk chocolate to?! mm, the best kind." He turned his back away, but his head turned slight to keep his gaze on her. Her only weakness..

"and i bought an entire box on accident! im such a dummy." He faked, pretending to be shocked at himself. He walked over to papyrus, slipping midway through. Can't tell if it was an accident or on purpose but either way, the box of chocolate fell out of the box and near the sofa. Just in Chara's reach. She growled at this skeleton's foul play.

"ow.. oh no! my chocolate bars! i hope that.. nobody steals them while I slowly try and collect them all!" He said. He then started to slowly pick up the chocolate bars. Chara could clearly see a bruise on his patella. I guess it wasn't on purpose. He started to count as he picked them up, "one." Another, "two." another, "three," oh god the chocolate pile was slowly growing smaller and smaller..

Damnit! Maybe the date with a Frisk wouldn't be SO bad.. right? She slowly inched her hand from under the sofa, than pulled the chocolate bar under, before— "gotcha!" Sans said, grabbing the girl by the wrist, pulling her from under the sofa. "DAMNIT!" Chara screamed, not daring to let go of the milky, chocolatey goodness. Sans dug in his pocket before dialing and number and putting it to his skull.

Ring

Ring

Ring..

"Sans? Did you find her—"

"yup."

A gasp from the other line, "YES! I'm on my way now!"

"ok."

He put his hand back in his pocket then let go of Chara's wrist. "you play a hard game of seeking, kid."

"And I would've won too if you weren't such a cheating prick."

"ouch." He faked.
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"hey, cmon, it's not that bad. Frisk might actually make the date fun, try lightening up."
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A car's light were on outside the window. "look's like she's here." He said, handing Chara the box of chocolate and opening the door for her exit. "see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya." Slam! Sans shut the door rather hard. Chara sighed in defeat, slumping her way to the car, holding the box of chocolate with her.

Oh god this was gonna be terrible.