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I pull out my numerous colored tops, brown shorts and boots. I chose these clothes as they are the same as what I arrived in. I have hope, determination even, that I will find my family and whoever I left behind by joining the underground. 

After shoving the clothes into my new purple bag, I sit down on my bed and think about what else I've left behind. 

A husband maybe, or someone who loved me enough to want to have a child with me. His family, brothers and sisters, mum and dad, grandparents and great-grandparents. My family, my mum and dad, my brothers and sisters. My nan and granddad might have baked cookies and went fishing with me, while my little siblings played in the back garden and hassled my parents for ice-cream. 

I could have had an amazing job, a chef at a world class restaurant or a special agent, like james bond, a fictional character Alpyhs told me about. She didn't really like him.  I could be a stay at home mum, with maybe one or two children already. I could bake them cakes, sign them up for the school football team and leave little messages in their lunchbox each day. 

I could have a small bunch of best friends, who I would gladly call sisters. Maybe we have nights out in town, dancing to all the latest songs and wearing small skimpy dresses. Maybe, we would have nights in, sitting in our pyjamas watching sappy movies eating ice-cream and drinking wine. 

But I wont know. And I might never know. I could have no family, and grew up in a child slave ring where I would be sold off to old pedophilic men each day. I could have been raped, tortured and kept in small, cages or rooms until my captor felt fitting to send me free, to the next man. 

Did I dream that one day soon my mum and dad would swoop in and save me from the evil men and women keeping me hostage. Did I try and escape the torture that was my life? 

Did I have numerous kids, at an extremely young age from all the times men had put their filthy hands on me, or had they taken extra precautions like cutting out several parts of my reproductive system so I could carry babies, but never give birth. I know it's been done before. I know because of the lab tapes from above ground that Alphys showed me. 

But I wont know. And I might never know. 

For now, my family are the people who surround me. Toriel, Alphys, Froggits, Whimsuns, Napstablook and so many more. They're my family, and my family is about to extend when I meet the young brothers in Snowdin who have offered to keep me safe while my mum is gone for a while. 

Maybe I might find a young man or lady out there who is kind to me and likes me. Maybe I like them back. And maybe, just maybe, we start a relationship that could last until the next reset happens and everything goes back to normal. Or I die. 

You never know, Alphys might find out how to stop the resets from happening and she might cure me. I just hope and pray. 

So I pick up my now full to the brim bags, and make my way down to Toriel who said she would guide me to the brothers house. 

"So mum, who are the brothers?" I ask, struggling with the key. 

"One, the tall one, is named Papyrus. He's younger than the other by a few years, but not too much. I expect you and him shall get along quite well."  Toriel said, gazing into the distance. 

"Papyrus... I recognize that name!" I say, hoping that my memory is coming back. 

"If my memory serves me well, three days after you came to me Papyrus heard the news and came to see you. He was going to take you to the royal guard and make you their prisoner. But when he saw you, so heavily pregnant he just couldn't. He knows the types of things people do to humans here, but he is not like that. He wanted the baby to stay safe, so much so, he made sure his boss slash best friend stayed away just to keep you safe. He seems young for his actual age. He's innocent. And sweet. You will enjoy being in company with him." She finished with a smile, before leading me over the bridge with spikes. 

"He does know that I dont have.... Barry." I said quietly. It always hurt when I said his name. "Or Cisco." Incase you don't get the picture, Alphys thought she saw twins. I named them after my favorite Television characters. Barry Allen and Cisco Ramon. Back to the point. 

"He knows, so does his brother Sans. Sans is quite the funny one, Puns everywhere he goes and a light heart. Not a bad bone on him." She summarises quickly. 

"Puns, a light heart and has a sweet younger brother. Sounds okay."

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Well this chapter was long as shit compared to my normal!

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