"I see you're back, kiddo." Sans said as he shook his skull. "You never learn, huh? Don't you feel bad?" Frisk opened their mouth to say "Yes!" But chara made them say "No!" "No huh? Thats sad. Papyrus believed in you..." Sans looked down, his hands in his pockets. "But.... You don't care... Do you?" Frisk wanted to cry. To yell out for help. But couldnt... Not now. Not ever. Not with chara. Sans looked up, his hand pointed to frisk, clenched, and his left eye blazing blue. "Goodbye, YOU DIRTY BROTHER KILLER."