In the AU universe known as Birdtale, a small human child commonly know as Frisk falls into the underground. Sans finds her outside the ruins and takes it upon himself to carry out the promise he made to care for the fallen human. As Frisk grows, ho...
After a long flight, mainly because I had gotten bored at my station, I landed near the ruins. A few days ago, I had gotten into a strange conversation with the woman on the other side of the large doors leading into the ruins. It was supposed to be a normal "Practice my jokes on the woman on the other side" trip that I often made. I start by knocking on the door, saying "Knock, Knock" as the start of a joke, and continue it from there.
But those few days ago she wasn't laughing as much. When I asked what was wrong, she sighed and made me promise something. She made me promise that I would protect the next human child that fell into the underground. To be honest, I'm not much of a promise-keeping guy. But a woman who enjoys puns as much as I do, now THAT I had to agree to.
I promised her I would protect any human that came through those doors. She sounded relieved, and I left.
The snow crunched beneath my feet. I stopped, looked around, and was about to continue walking when I heard someone coming. I slipped behind a tree and looked around for whoever I had heard. A small, human child. She had short brown hair with yellow goggles (or glasses) a long-sleeved light blue shirt with pale purple stripes across the middle, and a small pair of snow white wings that seemed to be strapped to her back. They appeared to be fully functional, despite the fact that she obviously hadn't been born with them.
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My own large, black wings fluttered slightly at the sight of a human. If my brother Papyrus sees her, he will try to capture her so he can get into the royal guard. I should warn her, I thought, Before Paps sees her.
Moving quickly and quietly, I slipped behind her.
"H U M A N, D O N ' T Y O U K N O W H O W T O G R E E T A N E W P A L ?" I said slowly, not knowing if I could trust her yet, "T U R N A R O U N D A N D S H A K E M Y H A N D ."
She turned slowly. She put her hand in mine, and a fairly loud fart erupted from where our hands met. "Hehe... the old whoopee-cushion-in-the-hand trick!" She stared at me. And then she started laughing. I looked down at her.
