Kids Like You (Sans x Reader)

Chapter One.

golden flowers.

      You felt nothing but the cold air licking your fingertips as you fell; short, brown hair brushed against your cheeks, and your eyes watched the light from above slowly trail away from you. How did this happen? It was a simple concept: you really, really needed to stop disobeying your foster parents' wishes.

      "Don't go near that mountain, sweetie, they're still trying to find that child that went missing a few weeks ago. Though, if you see them, bring them back to camp. Just don't go near the mountain!"

      They were definitely hiding something, and you couldn't wait to find out what it was. You smirked deviously to yourself as you began the small climb, soon to get distracted by a rather aggressive bird that tried to peck your eyes out of their sockets, loosing your foothold and feeling your weight work against you.

Thus, you were falling. It was a sad way to go for someone only 14 years old, but you had it coming. As you started to wonder how your foster parents would cope without you, time suddenly halted at a dull thud under you, and your whole body racked with pain for a brief moment before going numb, the world fuzzy around you.

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Feeling slowly came back to you, even though it could very much be described as a train slamming into you and throwing you into a brick wall. A bright light overhead snapped you out of your thoughts as you pushed yourself into a sitting position, something crumpling under your palms. Leaves? No, petals. It appeared you landed in a patch of golden flowers.

Your lips twisted in a faint grimace as you had to relocate your shoulder, soon standing on shaky legs and making your way toward the only opening in the area. You blinked away the dark figures in the edges of your vision before spotting yet another flower- this time by itself- in the center of this next room. It seemed to be waiting for you... oddly.

Edging close, you gazed up at the spot of sunlight above before a voice snapped your attention down the the plant in which... had a face? "Howdy! My name's Flowey; Flowey the Flower!" It chimed joyously, and you automatically stumbled backwards. "I see... You must be new around these parts! Well, I guess lil' ol' me will have to do, to show you the ropes of how everything works around here!"

You really didn't feel like listening to a flower, but no matter how weird it was, you just sort of assumed you were in a coma-induced world and you would soon just perish in the mountain. As if on cue, the world's color seemed to drain from around you, into a single, bright red heart that separated itself from your form. You felt a sense of loss at this, but Flowey didn't appear to be bothered.

"This is your SOUL, the very culmination of your being," He paused, allowing you to figure out how to move it. Surprisingly it was quite easy, minus the fact that your life was floating beyond your gaze. "Right now it's weak, but it can grow strong if you gain some LV. What does LV stand for? Why, LOVE, of course!"

LOVE? This sounded like it belonged on some sort of kids' show. "You want some LOVE, don't'cha? Down here, LOVE is stored through little white friendliness pellets." Totally not a suspicious name or anything. Flowey winked, spinning entities forming around him. "Go on, catch them all!" He called, sending the projectiles toward your soul. You saw nothing wrong with it, sitting still before everything shook around you- or, perhaps, it was just you shaking.

You fell to your knees, trying to draw the heart back into the protection of your being again, but it refused to budge. "Y o u i d i o t. Did you think anyone would pass up an opportunity like this?" Your attention snapped up to Flowey, cringing at his mutated facial features. "D I E."

A ring of the pellets then surrounded you, slowly closing in as the evil flower's cackles filled the air. As you braced yourself for your inevitable end, red filled the edge of your vision, flashing past you as a spherical form of fire knocked into Flowey. How he didn't burn to a crisp then didn't bother you, as you were now questioning where the heck that came from. As if to answer your question, a goat-like monster made her way upfront of you, eyes filled with sorrow and then slight anger.

"Chara, why did you come back?"