Determined {Sans X Female Reader} (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Four - Flowey

Chapter Four - Flowey

(Y/N)

You ran as fast as you could, crying. Sans had hurt you, physically and emotionally. One minute, he was all lovable and cheery. The next, he's violent and enraged. You didn't understand why, but you ran all the way back to where you fell.

Asriel was obviously not there anymore. He probably became Flowey once again. You knelt in front of the patch of golden flowers, crying. "Why hurt me, Sans.. Why..?" you ask to no one.

"Hehe! Maybe because he doesn't care about you, friend!" exclaimed a high pitched voice.

You turn around to see a golden flower right behind you, smiling.

Flowey... Or Asriel as his old former name.

"Why, howdy there, partner! I happened to notice that you were crying!" Flowey exclaimed, forcing a concerned look on his face.

"Well, Sans...he hurt me.." you explain quietly. Flowey looked at you, a hidden smirk crossing his flowery face. "Oh, really..?" Flowey asked curiously.

You nod. "I care about him, but, does he care about me..?" you ask Flowey. "Of course he does! I've noticed how he reacts when he's with you!" Flowey answered cheerfully.

"But why hurt me if he does..?" you question, your voice cracking. "Maybe he was angry," Flowey replied casually.

Maybe Flowey finally changed from his emotionless state... But you can't keep your guard down.

You remained silent, looking away from Flowey.

Flowey stared at you and said, "I could help you there, pal." You shudder, knowing what would happen next if he did. "Uh, no thanks!" you say quickly. You started running, only to trip on something. You landed with a thud, and noticed that a vine had wrapped around your ankle.

"Oh, not so fast, pal," Flowey said, yanking you toward him. More vines slither around, wrapping itself around your other leg and arms.

Flowey giggled. "Oh, you're so fun to play with. Much better than watching you and Smiley TrashBag just together." You frown and yell, "Don't call Sans 'Smiley TrashBag' you weed!"

"...Shut up!" Flowey screeched.

You called for help...

But.

Nobody.

Came.

Flowey looked at you with a smiling, yet twisted expression as a vine covers your mouth.

"Now, there's going to be no screaming of that sort," Flowey said, smirking. You shouted for help, but nothing could be heard.

Flowey giggled again. His voice changed as he said, "You are going to be useful, little (Y/N). Just you wait and see."

"(Y/N)!" you hear a voice call out.

You look back, hoping to see someone there. But, no one was.

"(Y/N)!" the voice called out again.

You began to cry as the deep voice started coming closer.

"(Y/N), where are you?!" the deep voice asked, the voice sounding worried.

Your eyes widen as the familiar voice sounded closer.

"(Y/N)... I'm sorry.." the deep voice apologized.

You cry again.

"(Y/N)... Please, where are you..?"

Flowey hissed at you as he started dragging you away in his vines. The vine from your mouth was removed as a familiar skeleton figure in some slippers, black trousers, and a blue jacket started coming closer.

"SANS!" you scream.

Sans glanced in your direction as you were getting dragged more farther away from him.

"(Y/N)..?" Sans called out.

He started rushing toward the flower patch. "(Y/N)!" he called out, kneeling in front of the flower patch with some tears in his eyes.

"SANS! HELP-" You were cut off by a vine slithering on your mouth as you disappeared from Sans' view.

Suddenly, Flowey began laughing.

"Flowey..." you hear Sans mutter, his blue eye burning.

Flowey laughed again. "You want (Y/N), Smiley TrashBag? Go ahead and try to find her!"

You were enveloped into further darkness with Flowey as you started losing sight of Sans. You panicked and Flowey started squeezing you with his vines. You couldn't breathe, and you desperately needed air.

You went unconscious.

Authors Note:

Heya! Sorry for the wait on this Chapter. After all, that just happened to you ;3

But anyways, sorry if this chapter is... Short, but Chapter Five is going to be somewhat lengthy, so it'll take longer to finish.

Anywho, that's all I have to say.

Cya!

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