(Y/N)- Your name
(L/N)- Last name
(F/C)- Favourite color
(F/O)- Favourite outfit
(E/C)- Eye color
(H/C)- Hair color
(Sk/C)- Skin color
(H/L)- Hair length
(Blue) -Justin -Integrity
(Orange) -Spencer -Bravery
(Yellow) -Mason -Justice
(Purple) -Claire -Perserverence
(L-blue) -Megan -Patience
(Red) -Frisk -Determination
(Rainbow) -You -Creativity
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(F/N)- Favourite noodle
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You've been designing soul bodies for the last few days. You would let a soul take over, and guide their hands across the paper. That way they got out their ideas, but you could still tell what it was when it came to the younger ones.
You haven't really left your room, and Sans was getting a little worried. He knew it was important to you, but he didnt think this was healthy.
Speak of the devil, your door is thrown open by a very worried looking fiancé.
"We are getting you outta this house Waterlilly!"
He said. You put down the pencil, regaining control of your body.
"But I'm not done yet!"
"Too bad. We are going shopping."
"Shopping? You hate shopping!"
"But you love it, so get your shoes on!"
"Fine."
Sans kisses your cheek, and you give him a hug.
"You'll thank me later."
"Probably."
You grab your shoes, an apple, and a water bottle, heading for the door hand in hand with Sans.
You have been walking a lot more lately, because Sans says he enjoys the scenery. You think somethings up with him, but he is taking you out, so now is not the time.
The two of you walk down the road, and ahead you think you spot some familiar figures.
"PAPYRUS! UNDYNE!"
You shout, getting their attention.
"WHY HELLO TALLER HUMAN! HI BROTHER!"
"What's up punk?"
Undyne asks. Sans answers her, much to your annoyance.
"Well (Y/N) here has been holed up in her room the past three days, so we are going shopping."
Sans says. You let out an annoyed huff.
"I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT IS HEALTHY FOR HUMANS!"
Papyrus says. You chuckle.
"It's not bro. Thats why we are out today."
"WELL THEN! THE GREAT PAPYRUS CAN TAKE YOU PASTA SHOPPING!"
Before you can even object, Papyrus throws you onto his shoulders and sprints for the grocery store.
Sans and Undyne lay on the sidewalk, panting and laughing. You give them a fearful look. The two of them stand up, and drift accross the street to the game store. It's just you and Papy now. You gulp nervously.
"WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PASTA?"
Papyrus asks hopefully. You scan the many shelves of different noddles before you.
"Uh... (F/N)?"(Mine is penne)
You say reluctantly. Who knew there were so many kinds of pasta!
"SOUNDS GOOD TO ME! WE WILL BE HAVING (F/N) TONIGHT!"
Papyrus drags you through the isles, picking out different ingrediants for the sauce and such. The two of you check out, and Papyrus carries one bag on each arm.
You and Papy chat about your upcoming wedding, one that hasn't even been planend yet. You and Sans have no idea when to have it.
You tap your foot impatiently at the cross walk, waiting for the little white walk symbol to signal you. Finally it appears, and you and Papy begin to cross the street.
You hear screams.
You turn abruptly towards the sound, only to see a tan Chevrolet barreling towards you at top speed.
Instincts take over.
You shove Papyrus out of the road, letting your colorful magic sizzle around you, building up.
You here gasps and three familiar voices, but the words are drowned out by the familiar woosh of your magic. The Chevrolet gets closer. Your signature colorful haze begins to envelope the wheels.
Closer.
Closer, it is slowing down now.
Closer. You place all of your concentration in slowing it down.
The Chevrolet finally comes to a stop, a few inches from your feet. You let your magic dissipate, before abruptly calling it back.
In a whisp of rainbow smoke, you teleport home.
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You locked your door. You are sitting on the floor, backed up against it. Tears roll freely from your eyes, making a puddle on the floor between your knees.
You really messed up.
You gave yourself away.
Who knows what could happen now?
What will your friends think?
You lied to them.
"Quit it (Y/N)! They're your friends, and they probably just think you are even cooler now!"
"Ya! They will understand!"
"Being there is what friends are for, and they are the best friends you could have!"
"Don't worry about it! I'm sure they won't be mad!"
"Everyone has a secret, (Y/N). You just don't have to worry about yours anymore!"
"(Y/N)... Stay determined.
You will make it through this"
All of the souls say encouraging words, and you feel a little better. Without your control, a hand raises to your face, gently wiping away your tears.
"T-Thank you..."
You sigh. How are you going to handle this?
Can you handle this?
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You hear the door open and close. Several, at least 7, maybe more, pairs of feet scramble down the hall. A soft knock lands on the wood of your door.
"(Y-Y/N)?"
Sans asks.
"Y-ya..."
"I-I think you should
e-explain this to them..."
You sigh. He is right, they diserve to know it from you. You aren't gonna hide away and make Sans do this for you.
You stand up shaking, and reach an unsteady hand to the doorknob. A good few seconds later, you finally get the courage to open the door.
All of your friends stand before you.
What will they think of you now?
(Mhwa ha ha ha! This is only the beginning! Did you think Sans, Papy, and Undyne were the only ones on that street? 😈😈😈 )
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Blood and Bones (OsteoTale Book 2)
FanfictionNOTICE--- THIS IS INDEED BOOK 2!!!! BOOK ONE IS CALLED Water And Bones, AND CAN BE FOUND ON MY PROFILE! It was done. The monsters once again reached the surface, (Y.N) among them. But will it stay this way? So far the end seems perminent, but some h...
