Protect One Another - US!Papyrus x Reader

Chapter 24 -- Finale

I find it interesting how I'm able to incorporate memes and references to music in almost everything I write.

Also to anyone who doesn't know what a Gaster Blaster is ^

It's dope.

Written: 6/12/2021

Edited: 6/12/2021

Words: 2790

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Y/n exhaled long and hard, trying her best to keep her composure strong and confident. She took one step down the path, then another, and finally she had gotten her numb legs to move with her.

She was terrified of what could happen, of everything that could go wrong. And those thoughts weighed heavy in her mind as she stood under the tall, decaying, black tree of the training grounds. She didn't want Papyrus hurt; she didn't want to get hurt... and she remembered Sans being injured... How she had failed to protect or warn him.

All of the pain, all of the secrets and burdens up until now; it was all her fault. Her ignorance and naiveite had caused all of this to happen. She had brought it all upon herself. But then again, how was she supposed to know? How was she supposed to know Flowey had been dangerous when she met him? She did, actually. He had snapped her leg, tried to kill her, and later claimed he wanted to see how strong she was. And yet she still decided to trust him. She believed in second chances, though perhaps sometimes second chances shouldn't exist.

I wonder what would have happened if I didn't agree to this. What if I left the Ruins and didn't encounter Flowey? What if I had done something different? Could I have gotten farther, or could I have had a different kind of life down here?

The thought amused Y/n, making her smile to herself. There's no way to go back. It's not like I have the ability to reset time and space or something.

"Golly, it feels like I haven't seen you in ages friend!"

Y/n snapped out of her train of thoughts and looked directly in front of her to see Flowey smiling on the ground only a few feet in front of her. He tilted his flower head to the side, putting a leaf to his mouth in curiosity. "Say, you look mighty worried this time. Are ya feelin', ok? Do you want me to go easy on ya?" he asked sweetly. She cringed at his fake kindness, knowing full well he didn't mean any of it.

"Um, a-actually I wanted to ask you...something," she said quietly. He stared at her intently, his glare focused and carrying a bit of irritation.

"Ok...Sure! Ask away. But choose your words wisely, remember what happened last time?" he warned slowly, a vine coiling up her left leg. "We don't want to repeat those events now, do we friend?"

She didn't nod. She didn't shake her head. She glared right back at him, showing as little emotion as she could manage. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her fear his words anymore. She was really dang tired of feeling helpless against him.

"I honestly don't care what you do to me anymore," she began, causing Flowey's expression to turn to that of mild surprise, "as long as it's to your satisfaction. Because I-I want to stop. I want to s-stop these training sessions, e-even though it's hardly beneficial to me at all. It's torture for me every t-time and I hate it. I hate this. I don't want to do it anymore; I don't want to hurt anyone else. You've made me stronger I'll admit, b-but I have a responsibility with that power, and I don't think I'm ready for any more of it. I just...gosh...I don't even know if- if I said that right. Flowey please, can you please just let this end-"