Sans Aus x Reader Oneshots (Requests CLOSED)

Flowerfell Sans x Reader

Note!!: This takes place a few hours after Flowerfell, Frisk had died!!!

Your POV:

You woke in a chilly, breezy room, on a bed of buttercup yellow flowers. You didn't remember much, but that didn't matter at the time. You looked around the room, with purple stone. It had a strangly scarlet light everywhere, instead of the usual white light from the surface.

You spotted a doorway, from which strange noises were coming. Welp, it was your best chance. You stood up, checking to make sure you weren't bleeding. You weren't injured, so you walked towards the doorway and through a short hallway, stopping in a room with a patch of yellow flowers. There was another buttercup yellow flower, bigger than the others, weeping in the center of the pile, next to an also crying skeleton. They said nothing to each other, but were clearly mourning the same person, as there was also some candles around the flowers--a bit of a fire hazard, but hey, you do you-- and a picture of a brown haired girl, with the flower sitting on her shoulder, and the skeleton begrudgingly holding the camera for the selfie. (Skeleton-fie?)

"I'm so sorry to intrude...but...this is dumb...where am I?" You asked sheepishly. The skeleton and the flower whipped around, not bothering to wipe their tears away.

"Y-you're in the underground." The flower said, surprised you didn't know.

You sighed. "Great." You said sarcastically, eyes watering a little now. You thanked the flower and started walking towards the next door, when the skeleton said something.

"Please....wait?" He whispered. He sounded so sad, as if his very soul was breaking. You turned around and nodded.

"Alright." You said, sitting on your knees between the two and hugging the skeleton. The flower looked sadly at the picture. You hugged him too, and for about a half hour, the three of you all sat in silence, watching the candles burn down. After a while, you stood up.

"I have to get out of here. Would you like to come?" You offered. The skeleton and the flower shared a glance, then nodded in unison.

"We'd love to."

"Okay."

You took the skeleton's hand and gently placed the flower on your shoulder, as you had seen in the picture.

They guided you through the ruins, until you reached the exit. You had learned their names by then, Sans and Flowey, but still knew nothing of the apparently deceased girl from the picture, other than they both talked in their sleep sometimes, say things like:

"The flowers..."

"Frisk..."

"Not again..."

"There's even m-more...."

You eventually reached the large door and pushed it open, revealing snow. You shivered as you stepped into it, and Sans looked at you, then gave you his jacket. You smiled and put it on, then held his hand for the rest of the walk to the surface.