Echotale - Thought So (G!sansxFrisk)

A Willing Choice

*Frisk's POV*

There was a familiar sound of scrapping metal against black stone, a sound I knew too well, and it startled my senses to awake.

Well, of course all the senses except the ones that were numb and dull, like my arms and legs.

The feeling was uncomfortable, and it itched my nerves like another bad bug bite to the ankle.

Except this bite was all over, and it was a numb, uncomfortable bite that continued to sting and ruin my skin.

No matter how painful though, no matter how sickly and upset I was, I still hung true to the fact I would never go with Asriel and become his Princess.

Not willingly, of course.

That's when my tired eyes decided to glance up at the figure who had opened my cell door, their presence too well known as a shiver ran down my back.

Not needing to see his black cloak and stinging eyes to know who it was, I let my eyes move back to the floor, and let my hair stay covering my face with the disgust of the visitor before me.

His eyes watched me, and I knew because I could feel their striking glance and I could feel the figure stop his walking in the empty room.

The empty air around me, felt thinner, and I took quiet inhales of the old smell, letting it be my comfort for the situation that was upon me.

"Enjoying your home?" Asriel said with a sinister smirk, his figure taking a few steps closer to me as the cell door shut once more, leaving Leah behind bars.

Everything she heard I knew she was forbidden to tell anyone, or she would be killed.

I knew this because one guard had informed her, "Prince Asriel has announced the Peace Plan's soon to be in action, and I noticed G fidget slightly. Do you think Prince G perhaps wants the Peace Plan to himself?"

Leah laughed at the thought, and shooed the guard away. Except I noticed her skeptical look.

Thinking about G wanting to be a part of the Peace Plan made me sick.

Perhaps a while ago, when I was a love-sick goodie-to-shoe-slut, I would have wanted him to do it.

Yet now that I saw his true colors, the truth in his words and acts, I knew that I would never want G for this.

I would never want anyone.

Not to mention the fact it was completely full of injustice.

Instead of answering to Asriel, I kept my mouth shut and my expression stone, as if nothing could change it.

That was easier for me to do now, realizing I had no emotion to change it to.

Besides irritation.

After a moment of giving me a chance to speak, Asriel got sick of the silence and continued, "Are they treating you well? I do hope not, I ordered them not to."

The words made me sick, yet I still didn't move, and I let my eyes gaze off at the grubby floor as Asriel walked closer.

"You know, if you just agreed to do the Peace Plan, just agreed to being with me then you could be in a comfortable room, with food, water, servants, anything you want!" 

Even if his words were true, the whole thought of it felt wrong, and I knew that it was a sickly choice.

Finally speaking, I snapped in a cold, sharp voice, "Why not just force me into it already?"