How To Fix The Damage Done (Feralasylum Reader Insert)

A Bad Day

A sharp howl peirced the air as entered the asylum. Dr. Toriel Dreamurr, the head Psychiatrist in the Waterfall Asylum, had called you here on account of status on the Surface as a world renowned psychiatrist. Since you'd fallen, you've helped hundreds of monsters get better. None of them have ever come back. Usually you got the patients that nobody else could handle. Your soul trait was patience, it was natural that you could handle these patients longer than most. The howl sounded again, a desperate cry, if you'd ever heard one. You ran towards the sound, shouts of protest becoming clear as you rounded the corner and down the hall. Toriel, Alphys, and Grillby was trying to pin a skeleton monster, and was failing considerably. His paws kicked out and he was trying to wiggle out of his straight jacket. His tail thrashed, nearly slapping Toriel in the face. You didn't see a problem monster, no. You saw a guy who was simply having a bad day. He howled again. You responded by running over to the struggle. "LET HIM GO, LET HIM GO!" They thought you were crazy, but they backed off. He took off.

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You knew what you were doing. Despite the scolding that you were getting as you went down the hall, you knew where he was going. You'd read his file. Sans the Skeleton. Found in Waterfall at a more desolate location between there and Hotland. Patient kept clawing at his head and chest, suffers from PTSD, insomnia, and Ferality. You'd seen feral monsters before, they were usually housed here for a few days until the venom wore of, but for some reason Sans was in a constant feral state. Even when he got aggressive, he didn't try to bite, his magic would react instead. That was extremely uncommon for monsters, in fact he was the only one to think rationaly while feral. You left, heading for the desolate areas between Waterfall and Hotland. Undyne wasn't manning the front, you assumed she went after him. You found here before you found him, that was probably a good thing. "Go back, I've got Sans." You told her before continuing on. "Be careful doc! I hope you brought a sedative!" Undyne called. You had not. You didn't need one. You've never needed one. You never saw the point, what did knocking out the patient do to help, but show mistrust?

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You found him rather quickly, muttering and struggling in his straight jacket. He was definitely having a bad day. "it hurts, it hurts, papyrus, it hurts, make it stop..." You took a step forward. "What hurts Sans?" He jolted and snarled. "no, no! don't touch me!" You nodded and sat down where you were. "Ok then, I won't." You replied. You'd never seen a feral monster up close before, seeing as their bite was poisonous to humans with no known cure. He blinked yellow slit sockets. "really..?"
"Really. You are uncomfortable with my approaching you, and my goal is not to make you uncomfortable." You explained to him. "... who are you..?" He asked in slight curiosity. "I am Dr. [Y/N] [L/N], here to assist you, but only if you want."
"sans... sans the skeleton. and this is papyrus." He looked at nothing. 'Coping mechanism?' You wondered. "Nice to meet you. Do you mind telling me where it hurts? Maybe I can make it go away?" You suggested. He nodded slowly. "my body hurts... mainly my head and chest.." You cautiously approached. Then you gently stroked his skull. He leaned into the touch, so you just kept doing it. "Is this better?"
"mmhm... don't hurt no more.."
"That is good."