UNDERTALE: Sans x Frisk One-Shots!

Faithtale: Conquering Fear

This is kind of like a post-disaster sort of Faithtale though. Inspired by the picture above which is drawn by longtaleaus in tumblr. And yes, the picture was inspired by the game INSIDE as well. 

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It all happened so quickly. I couldn't do anything to stop him.

Everyone was gone in mere minutes. All submerged beneath gallons of water.

There was nothing I could do to save her. Nothing at all.

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The pupils in my eye sockets stared at the lone figure hovering in the darkness, her slender body covered in strips of white bandages and clothing. There was a shaft of light shining into the water, albeit it was not enough to illuminate her whole being, only her shiny brown locks of hair floating in the water and her upper body.

Both of my hands were raised and pressed against the glass wall that separated the water from me. As I watched her motionless body floating in the water, with black cords attached to her and being the only thing that kept her body from floating to the surface, my heart ached. As always, I wondered what kind of fate would trap a girl like her.

No... it was not the matter of what kind of fate; it was what kind of person.

And that person, I will always hate. For the rest of my life, whether he was alive or dead.

I relished another few minutes before walking to the metallic wall beside the tank and pushing a red button.

She has been recharged. It was time to say hello.

Again.

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Never did I find the small submarine to be ideal for me to interact with her. In fact, if I could, I would swim to her and hold her in my arms, constantly telling her that I was still alive and that no one would hurt her anymore, so long as I lived. I would hug her so tightly as if she would disappear.

But I can't. I'm not longer able to do so.

Ever since the catastrophe that occurred in the lab so many years ago, I can no longer bring myself to touch water, much les to submerge myself in it. The minute it touches my bones, I would feel a sense of 'flight-or-fight' (or rather, adrenaline) that would make my heart pound.

Putting it simply, I hated water. A long-lasting trauma during the chaos made me afraid of it. I might not possess lungs, but the threat of death by powerful waves was still there.

It has gotten a bit better from the past few years, however. When I first woke up after the accident, I felt so traumatized by the sensation of liquids that I refused to drink any bottle of water that I could find. Before I could die of thirst, I forced it down my mouth, trying extremely hard not to remember how it felt when water was entering my mouth and threatening to end my life...

Then, I found her. Miraculously alive even after the incident. Injured but definitely alive.

Through the glass panels of the small submarine, I could see her. The only other survivor I found in this old lab. The only experiment I got to see before Gaster went insane.

Frisk...

My precious Frisk... entitled to an eternity of loneliness because of a man's insanity.

Obviously, she was frightened by the flashlight shining on her, hence she refused to come close to the underwater vehicle. But goodness, how much I wanted to see her. To have her hand pressed on the glass panel in front of me, and my hand joining hers to share her warmth through the glass. If I could, I would.