Part 4-Spooky Skeleton
The spotlight illuminated the stage once more, harsh and brilliant in the dark. A lone skeleton stood atop the center platform, two menacing blasters floating behind him. He opened his closed socket, revealing two glowing blue eyes.
*Welcome, folks! Is everyone READY TO HAVE A GOOD TIME?
Frisk nearly jumped out of their seat as the audience roared around them, wondering how amazing this show must have been in order to elicit such a reaction.
The ever-grinning skeleton nodded, stepping off of the platform as the two beasts hovered close.
*Well, alright then. What are we waiting for?
He strutted over to the male Blaster, placing a hand under its skeletal chin with a light tap. On command, the large beast tilted its head back with narrowed eye sockets, gaze locked onto Sans.
*Now, Iโm gonna let you folks in on a little secret. Yโsee, I ainโt got much HP. I got this many, in fact.
Sans lifted his index finger high into the air, a hush befalling the crowd.
*Makes my jobโฆrisky.
The rather jovial animal trainer proceeded to lean towards the blasterโs open maw, smirking as the audience seemed to gasp in unison.
The blaster looked down as Sanโs neck poked just beneath its teeth.It uttered a low growl, and brought its fangs down. Just as they were about to clamp down on Sanโs neckโ!ย
He was gone.
ย Or rather, he had teleported, now comfortably seated atop the blaster, chuckling as the crowd remembered how to breathe.
The rest of the ACT went on in a similar manner. The skeleton hopped between the two Blasters, dodging their short bursts of crackling magic, the smile never leaving his face. At the end of his performance, the human child continued to clap long past the moment when Sans took his bow, excited to see the rest of the show.
Backstage, Sans glared at Gaster as the tall ringmaster watched the show carry on through the night, muttering under his breath.
*I saw the kid in the crowd. Hell if I could mistake that face.
He spoke up a little louder, waving a hand towards Gater.
*So, what now? We gonna let them prance about unnoticed, or are we going to do something about it!?
Gaster turned his head torwards Sans, an almost irritatingly bright smile etched into his face.
*(You know Iโm one for second chances. That child and our littleโฆmenace are not one in the same. This one seems good, I can feel it.)
*Youโve said that before.ย
*(I know I have.)
A tense silence hung in the air until finally, Sans shrugged, strutting away to where his Blasters awaited him outside.
*Iโll be back for last curtain. ย Just remember, old manโฆI donโt trustย โem. Just looking at their face makes my bones ache.
As the small skeleton walked away, Gaster sighed, looking back towards Frisk.
*(We need to move on, Sansโฆand I know what we could do to start.)
Special thanks to @histurytole for the Snas-y artwork!
