To Think You Were Different... [Underfell!Sans x Reader] [HIATUS]

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2nd Person P.O.V
The night passed peacefully, much to your delight, and you have finally awoken, feeling better than you were yesterday. You expected pain to shoot from your abdomen, but nothing came. You slightly lift your shirt and find snow white bandages wrapped around your torso. The last thing you remembered was seeing Sans holding some medical equipment before you fell unconscious..

You internally thanked him, grateful that he had helped you.

Wait. If he was the one that patched you up, then that meant...

Your face explodes into a shade of red so dark it would put Papyrus' scarf to shame.

Something pale but yellow arose in your field of vision, and you look over to find Flowey finally awake on your arm. You give him a warm smile, to which he returns.

"Good morning, Flowey!" You greet him cheerfully.

"Mornin' [Y/N]!" He replies in an equally cheerful tone. "How'd you sleep?"

"Great! Surprisingly, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore." You state, making Flowey smile wider.

You take a quick look around, examining the new environment you were in.

You were currently seated on a red, slightly tattered yet comfortable couch. Looking to the left, you find a wide TV, small scratches lining the border. You would ponder about that later. To your and Flowey's luck, there was a flower pot next to the TV, and you rush over, extending your arm out. Flowey releases your arm and quickly digs himself into the soil, letting out a content sigh. You find your backpack next to the front door, quickly opening the top zipper and grabbing a bottle of water, dumping enough content onto the soil, allowing Flowey to absorb the water and regenerate. You walk back to the couch and plop down onto it, resuming your examination. There was a staircase to the left of the TV, and a kitchen to the right of that. Your gaze follows up the stairs, finding a room located directly in front of the stairs, and one at the end of the corridor.

Before you could continue, you heard muffled shouts coming from up the stairs. Kicking your feet off the edge of the couch, you stand up, slightly wobbling, before quietly and catiously walking up the stairs and heading towards the last room. The shouts became clearer and you could clearly make out what the voices were saying.

"She gave you KINDNESS!!! The one thing this entire god forsaken underground didn't have, and the way you respond to that is by STABBING HER?! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!"

"I DIDN'T WANT TO, SANS!!! BUT SHE IS STILL A HUMAN, MIND YOU! MY JOB AS A ROYAL GUARD IS TO CAPTURE AND KILL HUMANS! WE NEED ONE MORE SOUL BEFORE WE CAN ESCAPE THIS HELLHOLE! AND HER SOUL IS OUR TICKET OUT!"

"Yes, she's a human; I'm aware of that. But she gave you a chance! A chance to change, Papyrus. Isn't that what you wanted? Hell, you even told me YOURSELF that you didn't want to be like this; to be evil and hell-bent on taking innocent lives, royal guard or not. Well, NEWSFLASH, BRO! HER BEING ALIVE IS YOUR KEY TO LETTING THAT HAPPEN."

Silence came right after that, and you heard a deep, gruff sigh.

"What I'm tryna say is that yes, she might be a human, and yes, we need her soul to escape, but there is a lot more I know about her that you don't, and believe me when I tell you that she is important, and we can't take her soul. It would only make it worse for her. For the underground. For us." Sans' voice finished.