"What happened to the Trashbag?"
Toriel turned to look at a little yellow flower, wrapped around the bedpost.
"Frisk decided to punish him last night." Toriel replied sadly.
Flowey stared at the skeleton's sleeping form.
"Where is he bleeding from?" Flowey asked, staring at the bloody towel.
Toriel laughed humourlessly. "You wouldn't believe me."
"Try me." Flowey replied, staring at the goat coolly.
Toriel blinked at the flower's audacity, but decided there wasn't any harm in telling him. "His anus."
Flowey's expression didn't change. If any, he seemed even more bored.
"I can heal him." Flowey said.
"Wh-what?" Toriel gaped at the flower.
"I can heal him." Flowey repeated. He whipped out a vine, sending green healing magic all along its length.
"Oh! Do it please! I don't know how else to heal him."
Flowey smiled and looked back at the skeleton. "Anything for the Smiley Trashbag's friend." He sent a vine towards Sans's sleeping form, curling it around his legs.
His vine entered Sans's anus at an alarming speed. Sans woke up, shocked by the pain. He cried out and tried to pull away, but Flowey sent more vines to hold Sans still.
Sans's cries died down into moans as the healing magic entered his body. Curiously, Toriel thought, Sans was blushing a slight purple.
Flowey released Sans. "His HP's up to max." He said. "Maybe you should get a new towel for him since he won't bleed any more."
"Ah yes, I'll be right back!" She got up.
"Wait Tori, don't leave me alo-" Sans cried, but Toriel had already left the room.
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FanfictionWhen Frisk follows a genocide route, Sans does everything he can to bring her down. But with a power like "reset", even he eventually falls to her mercy. However, instead of killing him, she offers him a chilling deal that will change his life forev...
