ClockTale an Undertale AU

Timer Part 3

"Nothing."

"Sans, why would you do that? You know you can't swim." Grill says bending down in front of me.

"Everyone's dead! I might as well." I shrug, wincing.

"What do you mean?!" Undyne asks.

"Lady Toriel, King Asgore, Prince Azriel, The human, Flowey.. P-Papyrus.." I feel the tears come again and I look away from them. "We're probably the only ones still alive in Snowdin."

"How? I just saw the human a few minutes ago." Grill said. "They had a knife in their hand but they said they were showing Lady Toriel how to make Pizza with a borrowed knife."

"You.. you don't need a knife to make Pizza.." I whisper just as there's a knock on the door. "Whatever you do don't answer!" I yell as Undyne goes to the door.

"Huh?" She asks, the door already opened. Within seconds both her and Grillby are dead.

"I'm not quite ready yet to kill you." Chara says with a laugh. "But we'll be seeing each other soon."

A whole week passes with no sign of Chara and soon Dust is here to pick me up for the weekly meeting.

"Whoa there Timer, you look like you went through hell and back!"

I grunt walking past him, into the portal pulling my brothers scarf tightly around myself.

"Whoa there Timer," Reaper says noticing me. "You look like you went through hell and back!"

"That's what I said!" Dust says coming out from the portal behind me.

"Isn't that Paps scarf?" Killer asks.

"Oh my stars, I think it is! Did your Papyrus die" Was it the first time?" Blue asks.

"No." I shake my head and there is a collective sigh of relief. "This is probably the Ten Millionth time he's died."

"That can't be true. Your exaggerating! You're AU is a new one.. right?"

Everyone looks at Ink. "I..I don't remember creating Timers AU.." Ink admits.

"How long ago was your first day?" Dream asks me.

"Uhm" I look up to the ceiling trying to remember 47,909,876,543,234,566,650,554,507,853,824 days ago.." I say rattling off the numbers after a moment of thinking. They all look at me confused. "Or 29 years." I say with a sigh."

"29?!" They all exclaim.

"Mine and Blues AUs were created 30 years ago and so on, how come we've never heard of your AU until three years ago?!" Classic exclaims. I shrug.

"What rout are you on?" Dream asks.

"Genocide." I shrug.

"How are you acting so calm?!" Dust demands.

"Because."

"I think he needs to see Sci" Dream whispers to Ink.

"I agree." Ink says. "I don't do specialists and Therapists and all that crap!" I growl at them. "Now can we please stop talking about me and get onto the stupid meeting so I can leave?" I ask sitting down on the floor off to the side of the others.

"Yes, we're sorry Timer." Ink says turning away from me. As usual they all ignore me and my quiet tinkering with my watch.

I glance at my watch Chara's by judgment hall. I think standing up. "Sorry for interrupting." I say. "I know I said to forget about me but can someone bring me back to my AU?"

"For the last time Timer." Ink says "No."

I walk to to him and whisper "I have a Judgment Hall to get to. You wouldn't want me to ruin my AU by not being there for the fight now would you?"

"O-of course not!" Ink says quietly. "I'm sorry Timer, here." He lifts up his giant paintbrush he was leaning on swiping the hair behind him creating a portal.

"Thanks Ink!" I say jumping into it waving bye to the others.

The other side of the portal opens up to Judgment Hall and I jump out landing on my feet. "Heya kid." I say walking into the orange and yellow checkers room standing a few feet away from the human in fighting a stance.

"Hello there, Sans." Frisk sneers in Charas voice, Frisks purple shirt with one blue stripe changing to Charas green shirt with yellow stripe.

"Hello comedian." They say in their slithery voice. "I think your time in this world is about to end." They grin raising their hand in the air eight knives appear above her with a snap, she throws her hand down pointing it at me and all eight knives zoom towards me.

I teleport out of the way, the knives sticking into the wall behind me. "On days like this like these, kids like you should be burning in hell."

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