You get back home from Grillby's, slowly closing the door to the house behind you, not wanting to wake up Papyrus if he's asleep.
You head over to the couch and pick up the book that you placed on the coffee table to read later. Cracking the book open you see colored pictures and the names, and uses, of each plant in the underground .
What caught you off guard was the fact that most of the plants look vastly different from each other. A blue strawberry looking thing, a tree that gives purple oranges, a bush that has white roses on it with edible leaves.
So many different edible plants, all so separate from each other, it's a nice break from your world. a plant literally called "deadly nightshade" one of the most toxic berries, that looks so similar to the classic, non poisonous, blue berries.
Now it's just second nature to you to check what you're eating no mater what it is. Even the sandwich that papyrus gave you you checked out so you didn't get poisoned. Some of that food suspicion maybe could be attributed to people attempting to poison you but whatever, youre fine.
You gather as much knowledge you have of the local, and non local, plants down here, you never know when you'll need to chow down on a leafy salad.
You suppose you could go foraging and setting traps tomorrow, not that you're tired or anything no no totally not, it's just that you.. don't feel like it right at the moment yeah.
Placing the book into a safe space you climb the stairs to your bedroom not turning the light on you stumble to your bed and flop down on it. To much social interaction left your battery drained tonight. As you slip into unconsciousness you cherish how peaceful it is.
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You run into the abandoned gas station, even if most of the supplies might already be looted, you are just so hungry anything will do. You will surely die if you don't have something, you're all skin and bones.
You could eat a horse, (well actually no you can't because of how much your stomach shrank but that's besides the point)
You glance around the gas station watching out for any haleef that may come stumbling out. You make a break for the doors of the seven-eleven. Shutting the doors ever so careful as to not make noise you glance at what is in front of you.
(Cw: for mention of blood, death, implied suicide, knives, and cannibalism)
A dead body, just lying there, a bloody knife in hand, stab wound through the chest, and blood pooled around the body soaking a hoodie beside it with the thick liquid. It was recent too, seeing as the body hasn't even begun rigor mortis yet.
Your mouth begins to water, all the shelves in the seven-eleven are bare already stolen from. The body doesn't even have a bag on it, no supplies you could take for yourself. You glance at the knife, shiny metal glinting in the light.
Taking the shiny, well made knife, you steel yourself for what's about to happen and plunge the blade into the body. Gutting it it's warm it still warm the body is still warm you place the organs aside.
Taking a deep breath you move to cut the arms and legs off, blood oozing thickly out of the veins you cut. All you can to is try to get as much meat as possible off the bo- carcass. you cant start thinking that its human, its just a carcass.
You start to make a fire, it shouldn't alert anything if your lucky. Even if it does it would be one or two haleef not a hoard.
Once you get the fire started you avert your eyes from the bare carcass and begin to cook the meat, you're so hungry and it smells so good your mouth waters even more, and you take a bite out of the tough arm holy shit you're eating a person's arm.
You stuff as much food as you can down your gullet before attempting to dry the rest of the meat to preserve it.
You look back guiltily at the body and pack your things in the bag, pocketing the knife you start the move out of the building, until you hear the door open.
tw over
"Holly I'm back!" You hear a feminine voice shout. You race to a shelf to hide yourself and you hear a scream that quickly turns to sobbing, quickly looking for an exit. You hear them start to talk to themselves
"I'll fucking murder whoever did this, get them back. Do exactly what they did to my Holly."
You race out the back door, not realizing that the lady caught a glance of your hair blowing past
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You shoot awake, gasping and clutching your chest you move to hug yourself as a form of self soothing. Your elbows ache painfully almost preventing you from moving.
You grasp onto your elbows feeling where you got torn.
Panting heavily you try your best to calm yourself down. Or at least be quieter, you don't know how long you've been awake but you feel arms wrap around you. Moving your single eye light up you can faintly make out the figure of Papyrus.
Sinking into the feeling of comfort ,you haven't been touched so tenderly in so long you miss being hugged, papyrus begins to rub your head, avoiding the hole.
You relax and begin to fall back asleep, you dont even hear the last thing he says to you
"It is ok Sans I've got you, i'll protect you from this creature"
Fin
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