Outcast Oneshot book #3

Fall out.

FINALLY! The underfell outcasts are here! I'm sorry for the long wait!

But they are here now!

If the picture is there, Coby/Fang's snakes are based off of a plushie snake I actually have.

Enjoy!

{Lots of language, its Underfell}

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The sun was hot, it beat down on you, and the three monsters with you. Each of you searching for weeds in the massive garden behind the mansion.

"Maybe we should get a hedge maze like the shining!" Cupid smiles, wiping his forehead.

"That would be creepy as f*ck." Lockheart replies, sitting on one of the stone benches, panting from the summer heat.

"But it would be funny if one of you got lost in it." You say with a grin.

"But most of us can fly." Cupid says, handing you both a bottle of water.

The imp huffs and pours the water over his head, sighing at the coldness of it. You drank yours before setting it aside to pull note weeds.

"Why don't we have a gardener for this?" Asher asks, tossing a bundle of weeds into the wheelbarrow.

"Because I don't trust some idiot to take care of my garden. Mari can't be here this week. He's got a tournament to train for." The angel crosses his arms.

While the three of them continued to argue over a gardener, you found a single black rose hiding behind the weed it was tangled in.

"Weird.." You think, removing the weeds to get a better look at it. Its stem was a deep dark green with black thorns, it was a little wilted.

"Cupid.. You don't have black roses do you?" You ask, looking over your shoulder.

Cupid tilts his head. "No? Most roses are dyed.. That's odd.. Lockheart did you mess up my roses again?"

"What? F*ck no. I don't touch your stupid flowers. I haven't since we separated." He scoffs.

"...Okay. Um, why don't you pick it? We can have Fear look into it." Cupid suggests.

You shrug your shoulders and wrap your fingers around the stem, trying to avoid the thorns as you tried to pluck it.

It didn't budge.

You frown, and try again with a little more force this time, however its sharp thorns dig into your hand.

The rose smelt.. Far too sweet. So sweet it was overbearing. Was.. Was your vision getting spotty?

You felt the air leave your lungs as the world turned to black around you.

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You awoke with a massive headache, it felt like you had a hangover.

You sat up slowly to see where you were. It looked like Fear's room but.. More sadistic? Were.. Were you on a work table!?

The wall beside you had a board full of torture devises, bear traps, machetes, butchers cleavers, knives, syringes, and many other things you didn't recognize.

"Test subject is awake. Vitals are normal." You hear Fear say from, somewhere in the room.

You look up and see six red eyes looking down at you from the ceiling.

"Fear.. What's going on? What happened?" You ask him, your throat a little dry.

He drops to the floor and skitters over to you, his eyes were glowing a deep red. His fangs were sharper and his coat was a deep maroon.