An Echotale One shot
a love story and action/adventure
first person POV (alternating)
its my first time writing one of these so..... enjoy
Please don't mind any spelling mistakes xD
During the months, things slowly sunk back into the regular schedule that we had. I started to get in on the little bickering that G and Paps did. I would make puns with G and soon Papy would just give up and join in. On occasion though, Papy would stay home for the walks and G would drag me along, to get lucky.... Normally he did too because... damn
Flowey barely ever showed up anymore. When he did, it was in the morning, before the boys woke, and I was making breakfast. It was good that he knew what was happening. It made it easier to talk to him. He wasn't mad at me anymore and he would only occasionally mention that he missed talking with me.
"An easy solution there. The brothers have empty pots all around the house. The matter is if you'll make one of them your own" I stated, flipping a pancake.
He scoffed. "Are you crazy? Your little guard dog would kill me!"
I laughed. "He's a good dog though. It would take a little training but I won't let him hurt you."
"Oh please.... It takes one turn of the head Frisk... He would incinerate me faster than you could say 'wait'" He replied, rolling his eyes.
"I would talk to him first. If you want I can talk to him during the walk"
He sighed. "I don't know if this is such a good idea Frisk... Maybe I should just stay hidden.."
"Nonsense! Flowey you mean as much to me as the skelebros do..... You deserve happiness if I do..." I replied, plating a second breakfast and placing it on the table.
". . . . Alright fine...."Yesssssss
That same day, after lunch, I had been tying on my boots for the trip when Papy mentioned that he didn't want to join us on the trip. He never really had an excuse but I was pretty sure he just wanted to give us alone time. He was too kind... I had made a mental note to stop at Maggie's and grab him a new apron.
As usual, G had stopped me in waterfall, pressing me against the wall. He had a thing for pushing me against the wall. Not that I minded. He started kissing my neck, pinning my wrists above my head. I had figured now would be a good idea to bring up the flowey thing.
"Mph.... So.... I wanted to ask you something.." I started, closing my eyes.
He hummed in response biting a sensitive area, and making me gasp.
"C-could.... We.... ah~.... Could we add someone to the household..?"
He chuckled softly. "There's nobody left, who could you possibly-" He stopped, glancing at me.
". . . . No"
I giggled. "Pleeeaaasse? He's lonely..." I pushed.
He let my wrists go and set his bony phalanges on my waist, giving me this pained look. "You aren't serious frisk... You want me to allow flower boy into the house??" He recapped.
I rested my hands on his shoulders. "I mean he's already been in the house but-"
"What?!?" He cut me off
"Nothing! Relax. Please Sans...? He's my friend....." I pleaded.
He thought for a moment and then sighed. "I don't trust him.... It's not a good idea....."
"Just give him a chance.... Please... He's changed, I mean it.."
He just stared before shifting his weight to one leg and rolling his eyes. "Onechance Frisk.... One.... If he blows it, I'm killing him..... I'll wear his princely flower guts on the bottom of my boot" He threatened.
I smiled. "Yesss!!! Thank you thank you thank you!" I said, hugging him.
"Yeah yeah.... You're welcome..." He replied, hugging back.
After the walk, I had made G stop at Maggie's to get Papyrus a new apron that said "kiss the cook". G snickered, agreeing that it'd be perfect. When we got home, I gave it to him, telling him that it was from G and watched in amusement as the brothers collided in a bone crushing hug.
Life was good.
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