Undertale Au x Reader

UF!Sans x EchoFlower!Reader

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You looked up at the sky sighing as you sang the song the last song you heard a monster sing. Tears flowed from your fluorescent blue eyes as your blue dress flowed. That's all you could do was repeat the last thing you heard you never had a voice of your own but, you cherished this song so you tried never to hear anything else so badly. The monster that you had your eyes set on though you thought this love was a mistake there would be no way he would love you back he was a murderer after all, what were you thinking. Your glowing blue orbs scanned the scene as you muttered the last words.

Who will win savior or murderer...

Then you paused you tried leaving before the last time you did you collapsed after just two hours away from the fresh soil. And only five minutes in Hotland, what was wrong with you? Slumping to the ground you brought your hands to your face crying harder now before you opened your mouth, you screamed only one word that you could utter.

Mercy.

Before dropping your head to cry again, what had you done to be brought to this world, ever since you've been here you've only suffered. You can't talk to anyone because, of this, this curse you were enduring what you didn't know is a certain monster saw you're little outburst a sickening grin etched its way onto his face his tooth glinted in the dim light under the 'stars' on the ceiling. Falling backward you started silently laughing you didn't even have your own voice you were cursed with repeating everyone else's voice it haunted you that you would never have a voice of your own being stuck as a living recorder. As glowing tears swept past your delicate features you couldn't help but 'laugh' your shoulders bouncing as you brought back your head shaking you kicked harshly at the water before kicking a rock.

"Fuck!" A male voice yelled you yelled in pain as your echoing voice repeated his words.

"Fuck!" Your hands met your mouth as tears fell slower your soul bounced from your chest, you couldn't believe you repeated a swear when realization hit that your beloved song was gone you slumped to the floor the word you screamed was the monsters in his same tone, over, and over for minutes on end as you began to hate the word gripping your hair roughly you let your hands drop becoming limp.

A loud chuckle was heard, "Wow, that was something." His voice lets out as he began laughing his shoulders bounced in amusement. Your hands covered your mouth to try, and force the voice back down, "Come on sweetheart, what's wrong with my voice do you hate it." He was deep in the shadows you nodded sharply as you pressed your hands to your mouth firmly glaring in his direction.

"What's wrong." Was what exited your mouth after mumbling the rest you let your head drop.

"Oh, nothing much doll what about you."

"Oh, nothing much doll what about you." You were limp as you repeated his disgusting voice you let the tears fall again as the met the dirt your shoulders dropped in doubt. Was this it was you now a toy?

"THIS doesn't seem as fun without you being into it dollface." He said a bone was gently lifting your chin to get a better look at the monster your eyes widened at the sight of the man you loved. You had called his voice disgusting, you didn't want this you hated this what have you done. Quickly getting to your feet you went running in the direction of a nearby cave. He wrapped a skeleton hand around your glowing wrist yanking you onto the ground with a hard thud. Your back arching at the pain you had no words to utter. He leaned close to your face a large shit-eating grin present as he let a chuckle erupt from within his jacket.

"Leaving so soon." He said darkly before he twisted your hand quickly you screamed his sentence as loud as you could what was happening why was he doing this to you, what had you done?

"Leaving so soon.." your voice echoed in pain as he sneered dropping your hand.

"You're no fun if all you can do is fucking repeat, you know what you are a fucking embarrassment that's exactly what you are you fucking bitch, you're fucking trash so go rot." He roughly threw your arm before storming off. Rejected, that's exactly what had happened...as you shakily pushed yourself off the ground you clutched your arm trying to sing the song you heard what he said echoed your voice as you repeated it. You let your hand meet the wall. Sounding down you repeated what he said again, and again. Till you didn't want to hear it anymore. 

Soon days passed, your glow was dim as your eyes dulled you didn't dance like you used to. And that monster gritted his teeth clenching his jaw before he left again.

(Sans pov.)

My red eye flared as I narrowed my eye sockets at her, what's got her so upset? I only told her the fucking truth what's wrong with it. Oh, she's been crying for days even I'm getting sick of hearing my own voice from time to time as I stare at her. Leaning back I let my head hit the wall. Groaning I began to sing that wretched song I hated (play the song now if you haven't) my voice ruff, and deep I glared at the hallway in front of me as I sighed once again singing.

I could hear her tense at my singing, though she seemed to get closer and repeat my lyrics it seemed softer than mine. Before, she seemed to be right next to me I wasn't too sure at what to do. After the song was done I began walking away I didn't want to deal with her that's when she began dancing and singing like her depression had disappeared. I sat down listening to my voice imagining softer, more feminine as I stared at the water in front of me. She stopped dancing and started shaking petals were on the ground as she made words with them I saw crimson my eyes widened as I realized she had torn the fucking petals from herself. She wrote the word Love then an arrow pointing to me my cheekbones erupted a tint of red as I glanced away.

(Your pov)

You blushed a bright blue while clenching onto your arm trying to hide the wound be grabbed your arm his smile no longer there as he took off his jacket, and his shirt ripping at the sleeve he wrapped it around the wound sighing before he kissed your knuckles he turned away from you his blush darker now.

"You're alright for a talking flower person." He said, "Look, I'm not good at saying sorry, so let's just start again." You nodded smiling, maybe this would turn into something more.

You hope he says he loves you one day.