My Guardians And AU's (AU Sans × Reader)

Chapter 39: M-Monster...?

A light yawn left your mouth as you slowly blinked your purple eyes lightly. Your eyes scanned around carefully as you tilted your head slightly. You then noted everyone who was sleeping around you. You then finally noted something. It... He.. Gah! A bright red blush spreaded across your cheeks like wild fire. It's... Not everyday Fresh would be holding and cuddling with you, your front was pulled against his chest, with his arm around your shoulder. Behind you, Error was laying, spooning you almost, as he had his arms wrapping around your waist. You froze up not knowing what to do. At the foot of your bed was Ink and Reboot, who were laying next to each other, but facing the opposite ways. You got an idea and closed your eyes for a moment, purple smoke engulfed you and you appeared next to your door. You were standing there as you now looked around your room. It was weird... Blueberry and Blue were snuggling with you when you woke up, now it was Fresh and Error... So weird...

Stretch was hugging Blueberry, since they were brothers, that made since. Also there was Blue laying near Papyrus. Then there was everyone else who was scattered around the room. You then shrugged it off and walked away and out of the room. You looked around and sighed lightly. As you then tried to figure out what to do next. Your birthday was now in 4 days... You were unaware of what to do next. You then stretched, stretching your arms and legs, and tried to pick what to do, unknowing what to do. You picked and started off towards the front door. You made your way silently down the stairs like a sneaky cat would. You then opened the door quietly and slid out. You focused your magic, purple wings appearing onto your back. You flapped your wings to test it slightly. Before in one quick swoop, you were now in the skies. You flew closer towards the clouds. You then reached your hand up, running your hand through the clouds. The sun had yet to appear, but it would in a few minutes, you could see the signs. You could only hear the light wind, and the flapping of your wings. 

You spun slightly, your wings pulling in wards as you did so, before you started flying straight once again. Straightening yourself out as your purple wings flapped carefully. You spotted the lake not far form you. As you got closer you narrowed your eyes, an idea striking you. Once you got close enough, you let yourself fall. You pulled your wings so they wrapped around your body. As you got very close to almost falling into the water, you quickly let your wings go, making you boost just above the water. You leaned your hand down, letting the water skim your fingers. After that, before you reached the tree line, then you quickly pulled up. A smile graced your lips as you flew. You didn't go out for morning flies often. And alone at that. Usually someone would be with you, or know that you even flew off. You landed carefully on the top of a tree, just hovering over it. You looked around you trying to think of everything that had happened to you...

Everything happened so quickly.. You didn't have trust issues, and you probably hopefully never would. It's not like anyone would not lie or say anything really important and keep it from you... Right? Of course not. You messed around with your magic for a few moments, a blue rose appeared in your hand. A sad smile appeared on your face. Before the rose turned into black and white. Black and white... Your mother... She loved black and white roses. They were her favorite... You cupped your hands before letting it fly off into the wind. A sad sigh left your lips. You checked what time it was, it had already been around 20 minutes. By now, someone was bound to be up, and woken up everyone since you weren't there. You laughed lightly at the thought and started to move on. You felt a tear cloud up in your eyes thinking about your mom.

        Her laugh... Her smile... Her voice... What she looked like. How she acted. How she treated everyone so sweetly, even if they treated her horribly. That she only said good things about others... The way her eyes lit up happily when you made something for her... The way she cooked... The way she comforted and cheered you up... She... She cared so much for you... It.. It hurt knowing that she was killed... And you didn't really know why...