Undertale: Beautiful Souls

Chapter Seven

"It's a little ways longer before Hotland." Sans smiles and leads the way. We walk through a gate and are met with four pathways. Sans quickly walks to the one to the right.

The next room contains glowing, floating flowers. They were high over an abyss. "Is it even possible to cross?"

Logically, you would never be able to walk across flowers, but this wouldn't be the first, or even the second, time this place's mysterious flowers surprised me with their magical tendencies.

Sans smirks at me before leaping from the safety of the rocky cavern floor to the suspended flowers.

I gasp, expecting to watch him crash down into whatever was underneath the blackness, but instead he lands, turns in a circle, and winks at me. "Come on."

I take a step forward and stumble onto the first flower. "Woah!" I exclaim, surprised that the floating flowers didn't even wobble.

"Pretty cool, huh?" Sans smiles and extends his hand for me to take it. Gladly, I reach out for it. He guides me through the maze of floating, glowing flowers.

We finally reach the end and I jump onto the solid cavern floor again.

"That was pretty cool." I smile and place my right hand on the side of his face. Our faces are inches apart.

"Um..." I jerk back suddenly. "Sorry, hA. I don't know what got into me."

Sans shrugs and puts his hands back in his pocket. "Yeah, whatever. It's fine." But he couldn't hide his disappointment.

"So..." I had made things awkward, great. I look around the new room. The cavern roof was starry, there were puddles all around the ground, and the pathway was narrow.

Sans knocks his teeth together. "Uh, just keep going forwards. We'll come out of a cave and into Hotland soon enough."

"Oh, okay..." I sigh. I had messed up. Oof.

I sulk along a little bit, before stopping.

"What's up, kid?" Sans says stopping behind me.

I point at a telescope leaning over the wall. "Can we use it?"

Sans smiles. "Yeah, of course. Lemme set it up." He walks over to it and sets it up to look at the roof. "Usually you'd be charged fifty gold pieces to use this, but I like you, so you can use it for free."

I blush. He liked me...? It was obvious by now, but this was the first time he had told me! "Ah, okay." I bend down to look through the scope, but all I see is blackness.

"Like what you see?" He chuckles.

I jerk my head away from the scope and glare at Sans. He jerks his hand from over the scope to his pocket, and smiles innocently.

"Eh, if you didn't I'll offer you a full refund."

I roll my eyes. "You're hilarious..." And turn away from the telescope.

"Hey, kid, I'm sorry." He wraps his arms around my waist. "It's not that cool to look at, anyways. The stars on the surface are much cooler, I know."

I giggle. "It's fine, Sans." I move his hands from my waist and hold his right. "What's next?"

"Just keep going on."

I lead him through the narrow passageways. The blue echo flowers are sprouting out of puddles.

"There's a fallen star up ahead!" One says.

A little ways ahead another replies. "Oh! I can't wait to make a wish."

"What will you wish for?" The flowers had picked up a passing conversation.

"I'll wish to make it to the surface and start a life with you."

The next flower just giggles.

Once we're out of earshot of the echo flowers, I turn to Sans. "What do they mean?"

Sans smiles wide. "It's tradition to wish on fallen stars down here. Supposedly, the wishes come true, always."

I smile. "That's so romantic! I sure hope these two monsters make their way to the surface."

He chuckles. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Have you ever wished on the stars?"

"Wishes are for dreamers." He shrugs, looking discouraged, but his smile doesn't falter.

I squeeze his hand and smile reassuringly, "What's wrong with being a dreamer? Without dreamers, no dream would ever be given reality, and we would live in a very small and shallow world."

"You're wise, Naomi. You're a very wise person."Sans white eyes, go big and he pulls me to him.

I delicately wrap my arms around his neck. He puts his boney, cold hands on the arch of my back, and kisses me.

The stars around us shimmer and glow, and I stroke my hand on the back of his head. His pupils turn a slight pink shade, and then disappear; his eyes close slowly. I follow suit.

The water dripping from the ceiling seems to slow as the kiss becomes more and more intense. Sans walks me backwards and presses me against a wall of the cavern.

His cold hands ran under the back of my shirt, and I caressed the top of his spine.

He pulls away slowly.

"Wow." I exclaim. "Never thought I'd make out with a skeleton."

Sans' cheeks turn a bright red. "I never thought I'd make out with a human, and like it." He winks.

"Oh! Sans look!" I point at a fallen star. As he had backed me up, we must've came across it. "Are you going to make a wish?"

He nods. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" 

He closes his eyes, and smiles slightly. I turn to the fallen star and stare into it. It was beautiful. I wish Undyne would stop trying to kill me. Then I turn to Sans.

"What'd you wish for?" He asks me.

"If I tell you, it won't come true. But if it's a good thing, hA."

Sans smiles. "Mine was a good thing, too."

Had he wished for me? I hoped so. I would've wished for him, but I had to focus on the task at hand: avoiding Undyne. I bite my lip, wanting to kiss him again.

"A-Are we almost at Hotland?" I ask swallowing hard, and turning around.

Sans scratches the back of his head, "Yeah, yeah. It's just up ahead."

He intertwines his fingers with mine, and we walk out of the cave together.