It's cold, but I can't feel anything

Slow and cold

Dedicated to Muffet12345
Hopefully you get it

I went stiff, glancing between the taller figures. Something wasn't right. I gave a small smile, gripping the table behind me. Undyne smiled and invited him in, Papyrus have a fake smile and stepped in further.

"Frisk, you don't mind coming with me to have some...tea, would you?" Papyrus asked. His tone, his posture, everything about him screamed at me to run. I just stood there, thinking of some way I could run and get back to Sans.

"Apparently she's with Sans, so I can't let her go." Undyne cut in. She rubbed the back of her neck and smiled apologetic.

"Ah but it's just for tea, surely you can let that pass?" Papyrus convinced. Undyne slowly gave in and suddenly I was outside following the skeleton and then I was in a chair with tea being poured in front of me. I clamped my hands in front of me, shaking.

"I'm not going to bite you, just drink the tea. Surely you won't reject it? I did make it my self." He asked, seemingly hurt. Guilty, my hands started moving to my mouth. I took a tiny sip and forced myself to look impassive. The tea was like dirt and rust mixed together with hot water. I took another sip and struggled to swallow. Just as I was about to take another sip the door burst wide open, almost falling off it's hinges. Sans stood in the open door way, only one of his red eyes showing. Papyrus didn't even look bothered, he just slowly put his hands up. Sans took that as a time to go cue and quickly ran to me and picked me up. Suddenly we were back at the end of the echo flowers. My head was spinning and my stomach was on a trapeze in a circus.

"Sorry about that, he didn't hurt you did he?" Sans asked concerned. He kept looking over me and double checking I wasn't hurt.

"M'fine, he just gave me tea." I replied softly, still unsure if wether or not I would give the earth back everything I digested. Sans looked okay with that answer and sat back relived. I sat next to him, quietly watching the flowers near us.

"Hey...I'll be right back." I said, quickly standing and running to a flower. Sans watched and came moment after and watched. I put my mouth to the flower and quietly whispered into it. I giggled and backed up waiting for Sans to tap it. He looked at me and turned to the flower and leaned in close before touching it.

The flower brimmed brighter before repeating the sentence, "Sans, we're mint to be." Sans blinked. Then a deep laughter filled my ears and I looked at him. I smiled at him, his laughter was something I could hear for days.

"That was a good one there sweetheart, these flower puns are simply iris-istible." He punned back, winking. I chuckled before thinking of another.

"I lilac you a lot." I grinned, daring him to make a better one, his face got a bit red before he looked down at his hands.

"I can’t wait to kiss your tulips..." He muttered, growing redder. I felt my face get extremely red. He kept looking at his hands and suddenly i was shoulder to shoulder with him. He looked at me and we both were leaning closer until a voice from behind us yelled.

"What's the big idea! Leaving me alone and walking off?? I'm a flower! No legs here! So rude." Flowey scolded us. We jumped apart and both had red faces. The butterflies in mine were performing a show and I felt my face heat up.

"Sorry Flowey, we just were trying the flowers out." I apologized, technically it was true. He scoffed and just climbed up my shoulder. Sans seemed to recover and offered me his hand. I grabbed it and stood up, but my legs buckled underneath me and the ground came rushing up. Strong, boney hands quickly wrapped around my waist and caught me from falling. I looked down at my legs and spotted flowers ranging of small to medium-big growing slowly all around my legs. As if I was running on fumes, all of my energy was quickly drained from my body and I went limp in Sans's hands. Nothing was said and he lifted me onto his back and continued to walk. I rested my head on his shoulder and slowly fell asleep to the sounds of rain.

A/n bit short but ye oh well, comment on what you like the most. More drama, angst and tension to come. Goodluck