Loving Every Bone in Your Body

Chapter 1.7 || Dummy Chapter

You hope waking up in golden flower beds after falling from perilous heights won't become a habit of yours. Especially if it involves being in pain every time.

It took you a moment to regain full consciousness, taking you even longer to remember you could move. Sitting up, you're met with a waterfall that crashes, surprisingly, gently into the pool you sat in the middle of. The golden flowers were growing under you, somehow. Looking closer they seemed to have created their own float by tightly weaving their roots together and growing in odd layers. It was as sturdy and unmoving as the wooden planks you stepped onto. You didn't want to have to get in the water just yet since it probably came from the direction of Snowdin, and you weren't ready to deal with hypothermia on top of all the rest of your worries.

Were you... forgetting something?

You glance around the area. There's nothing around except for the floating bits of garbage and heaps of trash-

Where was Frisk?

You had almost forgotten you had finally found, and grabbed, the kid just before the fall. If you had them in your arms... why weren't they with you?

You feel panic begin to rise in you as you jump off of the dry wood to splash down into the thigh high water. You begin searching in the water, soaking your arms and chest as you try to scoop up anything out of your sight. The kid hadn't drowned, had they!?

"______!" The scratchy voice, that honestly sounded like sweet music to your ears, piped up from behind. Your heart swelled as you whipped around and grabbed the wet, but warm, bundle up in your arms.

"Frisk!" You all but scream, hugging them as if they're the only thing holding you together. Which was pretty true at the moment. "I-I thought-"

"Its-..." They winced. "Okay," They make out, hugging you tightly around your shoulders. They sound so strong, using their vocal strings that had grown rusty from the sparse use, but you could feel them shaking on the brink of tears.

"I'm sorry-" You blurt, pulling away but keeping their dripping form in your arms. "I shouldn't have yelled at you or-or pressured you like I did," They shake their head. Now you really can see the tears forming at the corner of their eyes.

"It's my fault. You were right. You deserve to know because you're my sister, but also because I dragged you into this. I want to tell you. I need to tell you. I'm just...scared..." You nod, curling an arm under their legs to hold them up so you could sooth them with running your free hand through their hair.

"It's okay. You don't have to tell me right now. In fact, you should wait until you're ready, when we get home again." They nodded slowly, sucking in a deep, shaky breath to help them hold back tears. Then, with a blinding smile, they shifted and pulled something from over their shoulders.

It was your bag, it must've fallen off of you during the fall, and a... baseball bat?

"Thanks kid but... what's this?" They help you slip on the backpack without having to set them down, and then they present the chipped, wooden bat like they were holding a trophy. They looked so proud.

"You left yours back at the Ruins, remember? I found this in a trash pile over there," They waved their hand somewhere off to their side, in the direction of a lot of dripping debris. "I know you really liked that bat and..." They paused, looking down. Immediately you see it as a sign of guilt.

"Hey, hey hey," You say, dipping a hand under their chin to being their eyes up to meet yours. "It's not your fault I decided to throw the thing down as a statement," Their lips twitch up. "Plus, it was pretty old anyway. I was thinking about getting a new one and..." You trailed off as you cradled the kid closer to you in one arm, using the other to take the bat they held and give it an experimental swing.