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I have started doing a series of drawings from my Undertale fanfiction "War Crimes", which can be read on any of the following sites:

zeragii.deviantart.com/art/War…
www.fanfiction.net/s/11964888/…
archiveofourown.org/works/1029…

This is the scene from chapter 10.
There will hopefully be more of these to come, this one just happened to be the one I finished first.

Excerpt from War Crimes:

"Do you hate humans?"
The question was so unexpected, and so out of line with what they were talking about, that Sans very nearly kept with his streak of 'yes's. That wouldn't have been good. But he caught himself, blinking blankly as though the man had spoken in another language. This was a tactic Flowey and Chara had never used; this misguiding leading of questions. Sans distinctly decided that he didn't like it.
The skeleton managed to gather what little remained of his mental footing and answered with a deep frown. "No."
Chief Delbenn nodded slowly, not looking up from his notes until he had finished writing out something a good deal longer than Sans' answer. Then he lowered the pad and pencil altogether, tucking them into his pocket. He folded his arms over his chest, giving the skeleton a firm, but not entirely threatening gaze.
"I understand that you were at the Negotiations yesterday. There are many reports on what happened, none of which favor your case in the least. In your own words, can you please describe what happened?"
Sans nodded, shifting a little uncomfortably. "Um, yeah, sure." He took a breath. "Me, Frisk, my brother, and Tori, um, I mean, Lady Toriel, were invited to go to the Negotiations by Professor Hornbern the evening before they were going to take place. We went, and everything was going fine until..." He tried to push away the sense of overwhelming panic trying to claw its way into his mind. "I-I don't really know how it happened...but I just...sort of lost it. You know? I...don't really remember any of it. I just remember kind of snapping out of it and finding the whole Institute in shambles..."
He lowered his gaze, for the first time slipping into what he had convinced himself he wouldn't feel. Intimidated.
"I lost control."

Description
I have started doing a series of drawings from my Undertale fanfiction "War Crimes", which can be read on any of the following sites:

zeragii.deviantart.com/art/War…
www.fanfiction.net/s/11964888/…
archiveofourown.org/works/1029…

This is the scene from chapter 10.
There will hopefully be more of these to come, this one just happened to be the one I finished first.

Excerpt from War Crimes:

"Do you hate humans?"
The question was so unexpected, and so out of line with what they were talking about, that Sans very nearly kept with his streak of 'yes's. That wouldn't have been good. But he caught himself, blinking blankly as though the man had spoken in another language. This was a tactic Flowey and Chara had never used; this misguiding leading of questions. Sans distinctly decided that he didn't like it.
The skeleton managed to gather what little remained of his mental footing and answered with a deep frown. "No."
Chief Delbenn nodded slowly, not looking up from his notes until he had finished writing out something a good deal longer than Sans' answer. Then he lowered the pad and pencil altogether, tucking them into his pocket. He folded his arms over his chest, giving the skeleton a firm, but not entirely threatening gaze.
"I understand that you were at the Negotiations yesterday. There are many reports on what happened, none of which favor your case in the least. In your own words, can you please describe what happened?"
Sans nodded, shifting a little uncomfortably. "Um, yeah, sure." He took a breath. "Me, Frisk, my brother, and Tori, um, I mean, Lady Toriel, were invited to go to the Negotiations by Professor Hornbern the evening before they were going to take place. We went, and everything was going fine until..." He tried to push away the sense of overwhelming panic trying to claw its way into his mind. "I-I don't really know how it happened...but I just...sort of lost it. You know? I...don't really remember any of it. I just remember kind of snapping out of it and finding the whole Institute in shambles..."
He lowered his gaze, for the first time slipping into what he had convinced himself he wouldn't feel. Intimidated.
"I lost control."