Sans
I shot up to see I was on the couch. I ran upstairs, and looked into my room. Frisk wasn't sleeping there like she does sometimes.
I must have forgotten she went back to Tori's. That must have been a dream. I called Tori.
"Hi Tori. Is Frisk there?"
"No Sans."
"What-I thought that it was a-"
"No it wasn't a dream. Yesterday Alphys did a couple scans and tests and it turns out that your curse is gone. But Frisk-" Toriel stopped before she began to cry.
"Ivy said I could bring her back. But I need to get Flowey to help me."
"I have them here. I'll bring them over." Toriel said as she hung up.
I walked into my room, and brushed my hand over a flower. Nothing happened. I walked over to Pap's room. He was sitting on his bed.
"Good morning Pap." I tried not to sound sad.
"GOOD MORNING SANS!" Papyrus responded.
"I'm in the mood for some spaghetti." I smiled at him.
"OK BROTHER! I WILL MAKE SOME FOR YOU!"
I wasn't cursed anymore, but sadness hung over me like a wet sheet. Heavy, and not pleasant. I had lost Frisk.
Toriel put that obnoxious buttercup in a pot and gave him to me. He had been annoying non-stop.
"Why am I here again?" Flowey asked sarcastically.
"You are here to make a deal with me."
"Fine. If you do three favors for me, then I'll bring Frisk back.
And that was how it all began...How did you like the chapter? I know dramatic, but I promise the title will make more sense later on in the book! Anyways...I will be doing chapterly dedications to either a book, a user, or a user and one of their books. Todays dedication is to a massive inspiration to this story ~ StarlightWrites ! She is a great friend of mine and is also writing an Undertale book! I highly recommend you check it out. Also what should I call you guys reading? Sorry for the long authors note, and I hope you enjoy the book.
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At The Mercy Of A Flower
FanfictionTHIS IS THE SEQUEL OF SO THIS IS DETERMINATION READ THAT FIRST OR ELSE YOU WILL HAVE A BAD TIME! Now Sans is at the mercy of a certain flower, who is the only one that can save Frisk from an almost inescapable fate.