Faded Wings [Birdtale Sans x Reader]

Chapter 48 (Part 1)- Pink Cotton Candy

~Flashback~

Skyla POV

Everyone was amazing today! Papyrus did some really cool swoops and Undye did a loopy-loop. While sans dived really low and Alphys did some cool barrel rolls! 

"COTTON CANDY FOR SALE," a voice yelled behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see a man in cherry red clothing. Holding a stick with multiple blue and pink cotton candies on it. Cotten candy, I cheered within my head as my eyes widened a bit. "COTTON CANDY FOR SALE!"

"Oh my god cotton candy," I beamed as I shook in excitement. I've always loved cotton candy and other sweets, they just taste so good! Plus, I know [Y/N] enjoys them too cause her eyes usually light up and she gets this huge grin on her face. I think it sometimes gets bigger than sans grin if it's [favorite sweet/treat]! "[Y/N] can you get us some cotton candy," I pleaded as I grabbed her thick sleeve, I tugged it lightly repeatedly as I bounced. I never really understood how she could always wear such thick and heavy jackets even though it felt like a hundred degrees outside.

"Sky it's really early right now," [Y/N] explained with a small sigh, "I don't think you should-"

"It's alright," a voice interrupted. I turned around to see my dad, he wore a small but warm smile. His glasses gleamed a bit in the light, while his eyes stared at us softly. Dad to the rescue, I thought with a large smile. Even though he isn't around often, he always let me have whatever I wanted or do whatever I wanted. 

"Ok," [Y/N] said quietly as she dropped her gaze to the floor. She began to adjust her coat and dusting herself off as she got up. 

I studied her back as she slowly climbed the stairs. I wonder what [Y/N]'s wings look like, I thought. I've never seen her wings before--well not that I remember--even though it's usually a person's greatest pride and joy. I couldn't help but imagine myself in the air with beautiful wings flying about in the clouds. Performing the same moves as [Y/N]'s friends and all of the adults I knew. My eyes slowly drifted ahead [Y/N]'s path until it landed on the cotton candy seller. When it suddenly clicked in my head that I forgot to tell her an important detail. I quickly climbed on top of the steel seats and took a huge breath.

"[Y/N]," I shouted with my hands around my mouth. She turned around, looking at me up and down. I grinned widely as I was extremely happy that she heard me and continued, "I WANT THE PINK ONE!" With a small smile, [Y/N] nodded and continued her journey to the mighty holder of my pink sweet treat. Good job Skyla, I told myself as I briefly nodded before I got down from the seats. 

"SKYLA," a voice yelled. I twisted towards the direction of the scream, who was that?  My eyes widened and sparkled as I violently waved to the person who called me.

"MK," I cheered, "Frisk!"

In the distance, I could see my small yellow lizard friend with his usual yellow and brown shirt and huge goggles. Along with my human friend, Frisk in their signature blue and purple sweater, short brown hair, and squinted eyes. For some odd reason, most of the monsters commonly wore the same outfit every day. I learned that overtime Frisk began to follow their tradition as well. At least it saves them time from trying to figure what to wear in the morning. Although, ever since they've appeared on the surface some have tried to expand their clothing choices. Especially, a friend of Frisk's who apparently has huge closets of pink clothing, or at least I was told.

"Look I told you that was Skyla Frisk," Monster Kid smiled," Come on!" 

I watched as they both ran over, MK almost tripping but he caught himself last minute. I noticed that two large furry monsters followed behind them. One of them had a flower shirt on with some brown shorts.  Kind of reminding me of the Lilo & Stitch movie me and [Y/N] watched recently. I giggled to myself softly as I imaged the large goat doing the hula with their ears flapping everywhere. The other goat monster beside them had a long blue dress with small white clouds on it. Over her shoulders was a thin white jacket that trailed on the floor a bit. Are those Frisk's parents, I thought as I tilted my head. I remember Frisk telling me about their parents. According to them, they were the previous king and queen of the underground.