*You and Sans go to Gribbly's now Gribblyless bar. Not a word has been said since Sans's declaration. And there's not much to say after such hatred is shown. No, usually the issue is resolved with fists instead of words. (with)

*Yet something holds both of you back from doing such a thing. Why is that?

Frisk: '...I guess that's as good a place to start as any.'

*Yes...but should we? (that...)

Frisk: 'Pff, that's a new low, even for you. Just because this pile of bones couldn't handle a few revelations doesn't mean I can't.'

*...

Frisk: 'Hahaha, you're such a wimp! Look, I don't have time for this, if you got a problem with it then just sit back and let the adults t-'

Chara: "I'm Chara Dreemurr, this body is being controlled by two minds, the one that has been causing all this havoc calls themselves Frisk."

Frisk: 'You jerk, it's my turn on the body!'

Chara: 'how do you say it...right... Nu-ah!'

sans: "Oh...heh, i figured something weird was going on with you, but that sure is out of left field."

Chara "...Let me reiterate, I'm not an enemy. I wish for the continuation of this world and have no ill intent towards you. This knowledge that burdens... if it truly brings pain then it might be best for you to hold on to such wisdom."

Stolen story; please report.

sans: "oh?"

Chara: "I can stay in control but... it's a flimsy one. Depending on what's revealed it might weaken my determination enough for Frisk to take the reins. If you can still direct me to the right actions to save-"

*Sans laughs. it's not vile, or charming, just...gurgling. Like he was drowning in the darkest corners of the ocean. So...maybe it was more of a scream than a laugh.

sans: "you don't get it, nothing any of us do can change a damn thing. look, in another time, in another place, maybe we could've been...friends. but here? there's nothing left for me here but anger and pain, so whether you're good or bad doesn't matter to me no more. i'm still going to hurt you all the same."

Chara: "Your brother would chastise such immorality."

sans: "My brother wouldn't need to be a memory if it wasn't for you two."

Frisk: 'Woah, Chara? Smart little Chara thought they'd get the guy whose brother they just killed on their side? So smart they are, s-'

Chara: 'Shut up! His being unreasonable...he wasn't like this before.'

Frisk: 'Admittedly, he has had a shift in hostility. But can't we just chalk that up to you killing his bro?'

Chara: 'You're the one who killed him!'

Frisk: 'What? You-'

sans: "you two are talking, ain'tcha? Heh, in retrospect i should've known these long periods of silence had to come from something, but i guess i'd written it off as another odd habit of the mind of a lunatic."

Frisk: "Lunatic?! I'm-"

sans: "you talk louder and harsher than that Chara person. that's a good tell."

Chara: 'Of course, Frisk. Dumb fat Frisk let a secret slip, after caring so much about being secretive. So dumb, so-"

Frisk: 'Shut up! Your sarcasm is a 5/10... on a GOOD day.'

sans: "alright, without even knowing it you confirmed quite a few of my theories. so let's just skip to the most important one, are you The anomaly?"

Frisk: "...What?"

sans: "so you don't even know what that is? i guess I'll need to give you another spiel before you can answer. i'm glad to say i'm not the one who was demented enough to figure this out, but i did know the guy who was. let's call him...Wingding, or W.D for short."