Italics is you thinking, Normal is normal (obviosy), bold is serious.
"Darling hurry up! I need you to run some errands for me!"
"Ugghh" You groan as you slowly push yourself of of the bed, "What do you want me to do?" You ask almost falling of your bed from drowsiness.
"I need you to go and collect some Turmeric from near the stream, then I need you to go and collect a few flowers we're going to have a guest over tonight." Your mother seams to yell yet whisper from the kitchen, she's upstairs yelling but it's such a soft yell...
"Okay mom I'll go, be upstairs in a second!" You yell back not sounding nearly as peaceful as she does. You throw on some older clothes, some shorts that you spilled some paint on when you painted your room, an old tank-top you've had for the past three or four years that just barely fits you anymore, a pair of sneakers. You throw your hair up into a ponytail and head up stairs. As you walk into the kitchen you see your mom making something with her herbs, you don't know what it is, but you know that whatever it is, will definitely work. You're mom is the best at making herbs into remedies and such, well that's probably because no one knows how to anymore... Your mom hands you a smallish basket, and smiles.
"I need just a bit of Turmeric and a lot of flowers! Oh and honey, don't pick the yellow ones." She gives me a cautious smile... Why can't I pick the yellow ones..? I'll do as I please. You give her a big hug and leave. You start your stroll over to the stream it looks like somethings glimmering, you walk over to the stream and notice it isn't shining off of the stream, it's coming from inside a cavern..? You walk near it looking up carefully you make the small hike to reach the opening, just as you stand up, you look back at the basket you left at the stream, you look at the beautiful flowers then you see something. You notice one of them disappear, you take a step back in confusion but then fall. Landing on a bed of beautiful golden flowers you pick one and laugh, "Haha. Sorry I'm such a lil rebel mom!" As you try to breathe back in that little bit of air you lost you feel your sides throb, and you look at your arm to see a few cuts, you look at you leg and see a huge gash. You start crying not only because you're hurt, but you're alone.
"Hello, is someone there?" Huh?
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How Fate Echos
Fanfiction(Not my photo found it on google cause that's how I roll) Sans X Reader Full story not just one shots. It is YOU in the story not Frisk. FYI- f/c= Favorite Color h/c= hair color e/c= Eye Color y/h= Your Height As I write I might swear...
