Mutants are the scum of the Earth, hated by all Humans just for existing. Those with visible Mutant traits, like Wings for example, are more easily targeted than those who's traits are not easily visible, say a Telepath.
Amy is a Mutant who was born...
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Disclaimer I don't own Undertale. Italics are thoughts cause I'm still a lazybones XD
Fanart is totally welcome as usual, and completely up to the viewers as I can not draw to save my life and would fangirl over fanart all night until my face went red XD
The song above is what plays when Amy dances for Sans this time, and again she does Ballet.
Somehow, despite the fear and stress of what happened the previous night, I'd managed to fall asleep in the pocket of the giant's hoodie once more. I yawned, rubbing my eyes as I slowly woke up.
Sans...he said his name was Sans but didn't even bother asking mine...
I noticed a crack of light in front of me and had to blink a few times for my sleep-hazed mind to register what I saw and not being a trick. It seemed, in the aftereffects of last night's confrontation, Sans had neglected to completely zip his hoodie pocket up all the way.
It was only zipped up halfway...leaving a way out for me.
He's probably gonna track me down if I actually escape though...but it's been at least a day since I had anything to eat, surely I could fly into the town I saw nearby and get something and come back before he woke...
Having what I thought was a good plan in my mind, I crawled forward to the opening of his pocket slowly, listening to Sans softly snoring just above me. I crept out of the pocket, keeping my wings folded close against my back so they wouldn't get caught on his zipper, and tumbled to the ground below. I got to my feet, dusting myself off as I heard Sans shifting above me. I froze in place until he stopped moving, mumbling in his sleep. I looked at the sun poking through the canopy, noticing it was about midday, maybe mid afternoon it was difficult to tell.
He's messing with my sleep schedule, but it's not like he really even cares. Looks like he's got his own sleep schedule anyway...
Sighing, I walked out of the clearing and in the direction I remembered the town being in. After a while, I noticed the treetops were spreading out more, allowing me to stretch my wings in anticipation. I eagerly climbed up a nearby tree until I reached halfway up, jumping off and spreading my wings. I shot into the air, twirling and diving between trees for a few moments before turning towards the town.
I flew over the town for a few minutes before spotting a Wal-Mart. I landed in the parking lot and headed for the door, ignoring the hostile glares being sent my way. I grabbed a cart from inside and proceeded to walk down the aisles, grabbing a change of clothes, a blanket, a couple food items, and a new speaker for my IPod as the old one was seeing better days. I was walking through the camping aisle, wondering if there was anything I needed form there, when an employee came in front of me. I let out a sigh, knowing where this was going.
