"Mama?" You ask, opening the creaky front door to the porch that looked out over Mt. Ebott. "What are you doing?" Your Mother turns around on the rocking chair she's sitting on and offers you a sad smile.
"Come here, honey." She says softly.
"Am I in trouble? I didn't know that the dog would eat the book! I'll pay the library back!" You tell her, panic rumbling in your stomach. Shelly the golden retriever, with all her lovable energy, tended to eat things that weren't food.
"No, (Y/N), it's not like that." She laughed. "Come here." She beckons you to her lap. You crawl on it, hugging her arms around you. You loved her, how she could make even the saddest day happy with a hug, how gently she would tuck you in, and how she was just, well, your mom. She looks out into the sunset.
"Things used to be different."
"What?" You ask, confused. "What used to be different?"
Your mother smiles down at you. "Everything. Even the sunset now is made with harmful bio toxins. It used to be cool around this time when I was your age. Leaves would turn spectacular shades of red, orange, and yellow, and you could rake them into a pile and jump in. Now everything is technology, and the whole world is basically summer all year round because of global warming. I just wish I could have shown you how magical things can be. I want you to experience the joy nature brings. I'm sorry about the way things are going."
You look up at her in surprise. You thought that grown-ups could solve every problem that was sent their way. You look out onto Mt. Ebott, where your love for nature grew. Your eyes scan every plant and feature that you love, and suddenly, you feel a sense of protectiveness. You don't want this beauty to be taken away. And then, you spot something. You wriggle out of your mom's lap and run to the patch of plants that have caught your attention. You pick two, and bring them back.
"Dandelions. We can make a wish!" You beam, handing your mother one. She smiles, and grabs one. "I wish that I could make a difference." You think, screwing your eyes close and blowing as hard as you can. As you watch the seeds blow away, your mother is watching you.
"Little one, you are going to change the world."
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Wishin' On Every Dandelion. A Sans X Reader
FanfictionIt's 2063, and the world has been consumed by technology, nature almost completely destroyed. Except for Mt. Ebott, where you live. While exploring a cave, you fall into a pit, and become trapped the Underground. While trying to get out, there's som...
