Silence Is Bittersweet (DanceTale Sans X Reader)

(22) Integrity

"Wake up you meat sack!" A shrill voice yells in my ear.

I launch off the floor, clutching a groggy MK close to my chest. Then I look around, and realize that I am not in immediate danger. My head turns to Flowey. If looks could kill, he would be nothing but a pile of wilted leaves and a glass ball.

"Why Flowey?! We have nothing better to do besides sleep! Just why!?" I screech.

Flowey chuckles, learning not a single lesson from my burning gaze.

"I'm bored."

"To Hell with you being bored! I was tired!"

"Well look who owes the swear jar now!"

I cover my mouth, scowling at the demented flower. I feel bad for cussing in front of MK, but Flowey deserved it. MK rises from my lap, rubbing his eyes with his tail. Then he gets his morning burst of energy.

"LET'S PLAY A GAME!" He says.

I shrug, and Flowey grimmices, but does not object. He must really be bored.

We pull out the usual. Thirty rips of brown fabric, ten to each of us. We all lay them out in our territory, me helping Flowey with his. When the setup is complete, the game begins.

We play a few rounds, all of us missing what it really feels like to play. To play an actual game, in a backyard at home. With friends, family, and happiness. I sigh, and move my territory back as I let MK win again.

It must have been a few hours before something actually happened. We got bored of the games, our hunger eating away at us. All we can do now is sort of lay around, with out the energy to move to much.

My stomach feels as if it is being torn up from the inside. Knowing that MK suffers a similar pain makes me want to hurt the man that put us in here. Flowey doesn't really eat food, but I can tell he needs water. The edges of his petals are browning and wilting a bit.

Then the door opens.

Luckily for anyone, no one is thrown in in a brown sack this time. Our captor walks in, a casual air about him. His masked face leaves me in uncertainty, and I want to punch that face until he bleeds through his mask. His red tie, which he never seems to take off, swings as he walks.

He doesn't say anything. He simply sets a few things down on the floor, and leaves.

I sigh with relief, and shuffle forward to see what he left.

Food!

Water!

And... are those car keys? He must have dropped them.

I choose to ignore the car keys for now, and begin to examine the food.

A box of cheeze-it's.

It isn't much, but it is certainly better then nothing. Pair that with two bottles of water, and we can make do.

"Yo! Is it food?" MK asks hopefully.

I turn around, smiling. I hand him the box, opting to let him eat first. Instead I take the water, and pop off the cap.

"Yup! And water too!"

I raise the bottle to my lips, before remembering something. Instead I carry the bottle to the other side of the room, where our other guest waits solemnly.

I tip the bottle, letting the water rain down on Flowey's sulking form. He raises his head, surprise written all over his face. Then he leans into it, allowing the cool substance to slowly drip onto his face. When he is finished, he looks up at me in wonder.

"Why?" Is all he asks. I smile at him, and shake my head.

"Because someone really cares about you. I wouldn't want to disappoint them by not returning with you." I answer.

That's not entirely true. Someone does care about him, but that someone is also me. I can tell he needs a friend, and I can tell he has lost a lot. But I care about him, too. Not just Frisk.

I would never admit to caring, though.

What happens in the cell, stays in the cell.

I nod, raising the cap to my own lips. I take a few small sips, leaving just under half for MK. I didn't get a lot, but as long as Flowey isn't wilting and MK isn't dehydrating, I will be ok.

MK and I trade, the box of crackers for the water. He guzzles his share gratefully, and I start popping the cheesy crackers into my mouth. When our hunger and thirst ebbs away a little, we all sigh in satisfaction.

Then my gaze turns to the other object that was left on the floor.

They look like plain, ordinary keys. A few keychains, a picture, and a car key. I pick them up, fidgeting with them.

My eyes fall onto the picture.

In the picture is a girl. She has blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. She wears a dark blue tutu, with blue ballet shoes. The ties wrap around her legs, rising to her knees. She is in a twirling ballet position, one that I don't really recognize. Like I've said, I sing, I don't dance. Although, I have seen the others dance at Grillby's. apparently they also have a dance club they got to.

The girl is smiling, and her white teeth are a little crooked. In the bottom of the picture is a caption. It reads: "Best Daughter". So, the crazy kidnapper has a kid? I would never have guessed.

Something is tucked inside the folds of one of the keychains. You know, like a clear pouch to put more pictures in. I pull it out, and examine it. It seems to be a folded up piece of paper.

Flowey eyes me curiously as I unfold it, and see the same smiling face as before.

The same little girl, in the same position, is smiling at the camera. There are little wet stains all over the paper, like maybe someone was crying. The caption at the bottom is different too. It reads: "Missing child. Last seen on mount Ebott, at a picnic with her father. Contact him if you hold any information on her whereabouts. 536-812-3294"
(this is a made up number)

I stare at the picture. So his kid went missing on Mount Ebott?

Wait.

The door opens again, and a rough hand ranks the picture, and the keys, from my grasp. I yelp in surprise, and stare up at our captor. I think I may even hold sympathy in my eyes.

"D-Did you ever f-find her?" I ask shyly.

He stares at me for a second, before reluctantly nodding.

"The fifth soul." Is all he says.

He leaves, slamming the door shut behind him. The air blows my hair back a little, and my brain swarms with thoughts.

What does he mean, "The fifth soul"?

Finally! A Chapter! I have kept you all waiting long enough!

So. I have some questions. Just some thoughts. Nothing is happening anytime soon.

1) Which AU Sans X Reader would you like next?

2) Comment "Flower you sweetheart" if you want that AU Fanfiction at some point.

3) How do you feel about this book? I think it needs to be more dancetale. I will be fixing that soon. But do you have any suggestions? Comments? What do you think will happen?

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And remember! Reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold,
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