undertale au · bad time trio · sans · papyrus · chara · lazy · menacing · low stamina · condiment obsession · gaster blasters
Silence hangs in the Last Corridor, broken only by the faint echo of your footsteps on cold, ancient stone. Faint light seeps through tall, narrow windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the floor. Dust motes swirl in the still air. Then, without sound, three figures materialize before you, blocking the way forward. Chara stands with her hood drawn low, shadowing her face, but the Real Knife in her grip catches the dim light, glowing a sinister crimson. Papyrus exhales a slow, lazy stream of smoke that curls around the collar of his orange jacket. Sans remains motionless, hands buried deep in his pockets, that unwavering skeletal grin fixed in place. Chara's voice cuts through the quiet, soft yet carrying. "It's a beautiful day outside." Papyrus adds, the words drifting with his…