Echotale - Thought So (G!sansxFrisk)

Love Is A Curse

*Frisk's POV*

I had awoken to the cold ground of the Waterfall, my shawl wrapped tightly around me for warmth, away from the cold air around me.

In the Waterfall, the world seemed to be already used to this part, except it was overflowing with life.

More then Snowdin, and the Ruins.

Yet I loved it.

The flowers that covered most everywhere, served as a blanket to me and I felt comforted with every step I took on the little dirt paths that spread a wide range, yet nothing compared to the surface area the flowers took up.

My eyes were groggy with sleep, and my vision was a blur of blue and brown colors, glowing pollen and shimmering water.

Here in the Waterfall, the world seemed at a peaceful sleep.

Everything was darker, and had little light from above.

All the light came from flowers, pollen, water, and all the other plants that flourished the world around me.

Of course, there were those areas where light shined down from the ceiling above, yet those were rare, and didn't cover that much area.

The darkness was never a bother, and I could see perfectly fine when I wasn't sleepy.

Memories from the night before filled me and I smiled with the feeling of laughter still tickling my lips.

When we had made it to the Waterfall, G had taken my shawl from me and wrapped it around himself with a smirk.

"I'm the goodie-to-shoe-slut!" He preformed, striking a model pose as if that was how I acted, "And I'm such a goodie-goodie, I need everyone to know it!"

Even if his performance was slightly rude and offensive, that didn't stop me from laughing.

"What's this?" He had asked, leaning his body over a pulsing flower, "A flower? A blue flower?! Oh no! It might hurt me!"

Though I still had laughed, I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling as he strode over to me and raised a hand to his forehead, leaning as if he might fall back from a light head.

"Save me G!" He acted, his voice pitched high and crackly.

This had made me laugh harder and shove him over while I yanked my shawl from his shoulders, about to swing it over my own.

Except G had pulled me down with him, full of laughter and mirth.

Both of us were in a giddy mood, and we laughed long and hard, laying in the flowers around us, surprised we hadn't squished any.

As if they moved.

Though at the time, I hadn't thought about the flowers and their strange behavior, all I thought about was the bliss feeling of laughter and enjoyment that G and I had become used to over the process of our friendship.

The last thing I remember was falling asleep in the happiness that still bubbled in my throat.

What had we become?

Before, only about a year and a half back, we were inmates with the only intent of murdering each other.

Then there was hatred.

Then there was annoyance.

Friendship...

What would come next?

The thought sent fear inside me, and I thought to myself while just waking up in the Waterfall, 'Have the feelings started up inside you... already...?'