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

Always going to be here

Dedicated to: Muffet12345 for inspiring me and helping me the entire time, and to ThatOneIdahoan even though they aren't in this fandom. And huge thank you for my late step-mom

Sans POV:

Time went by as slow as it could everytime I saw a petal wilted and crumple to ash. Every breath I took felt twice as fast than hers. I knew it inside me that there was nothing I could do for her but nothing in my accepted it and rejected the thought all together. I came to a stop before teleporting to the echo flowers again. I stumbled to the wall, gripping Frisk with so much care that I would be sure she would crack if grazed by the wind. Gathering her closer I rested my head on hers, feeling only her fading warmth and the fading flowers, only hearing the falls and soft echos of forgotten conversations, only smelling her sweet smell of those darn buttercup flowers.

"Please, sweetheart. Please don't leave me." I begged as I felt my heart crack and tears flow.

Frisks pov:

Oh Sans, I wish I could stay, I really do. But I can't, and you know it too. I thought. If I could wish for anything, it would be to live with Sans and have a happy ending with him. But I won't, and never will. Everything was dark and cold, but the thing that broke me was feeling his tears stain my face. Nothing could have hurt me more but I've realized it now. I will never hear him call me darling or sweetheart anymore. I will never see that silly grins of his. I'll never feel his strangely warm hands, ever again. I'll never grow old, or have kids, or live a life with him. And for that, I started to shed my own tears. Gathering what energy I could, I softly spoke.

"Oh my....darling Sans...I wish I....wouldn't...have to go." I cried to him quietly but offered a small smile, knowing that even though I can't see his, he can see mine. I don't want him to last remember me as being scared and heartbroken. The energy was slowly leaving me, and in turn and I was slowly leaving him. Grabbing his hand I pulled him down.

"Sweetheart?" Oh Sans, I'm so sorry. I missed him for as long as I could before falling back and smiling, but now I WAS happy.

"Take...my soul...free...the good ones...please..." I begged, barley mustering up the strength. A soft ringing started in my ears, followed by Sans protest being muffled.

"I'm...always...going to...be here," I gasped out, "I...love...you...Sans." as I said it I finally went limp, smiling but crying for the last time.

"....I love you too Frisk." I heard him mumble back, hugging me closer. With that I let go, I was so tired and finally able to rest. Breathing out my final breath I let myself rest.

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Sans POV:

Feeling her final breath leave her body broke me more than anything I ever thought would. The weight in my arms was lifting and I looked up too see the wilted flowers return to life before Frisk, my sweet darling, finally rested and fell in dance with the wind. Gripping onto the jacket, I let myself break.

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Floweys pov:

The most heartbreaking scream left Sans and I gripped onto his shoulder and cried. And cried. And cried. Until I couldn't cry anymore. She left us, and it hurt. But she was in so much more pain and was finally able to be free and relax. But it still hurt, more than anything for a long time. For a scar never fully heals, but the pain slowly fades. I got Sans to make a grave in the echos before making myself a home next to her. Sans had grabbed her soul before she passed and freed the monsters who were kind, and had cared. The others were locked away deep in the mountains, never to set foot out again. Sans never left her side, but neither did I. Nothing mattered much anymore. He would wander the echos and listen to their conversations before finding a hidden one that they planted. I love you so much Sans, It echoed.

"You promised me you would be here, so where are you?!" He cried out, falling to his knees, begging for her to come back through the tunnel.

But no one came for him.

The finish

A/n holy crap that was sad, I'll have to explain more on the next chapter, but there you have it. Witheredfell.