Everyone knew of the Monsters who now roamed on the Surface, they knew of their magical abilities, they knew of their kindness towards Humanity, they knew.
But everyone also knew what they were capable of, and many feared them for it.
One person however, saw them differently than that, instead of having a fear of their different traits and SOULs, they were rather fascinated by them.
Every Monster and Human has wings; big or small, spotted or striped, you name it, they had them.
You had an accident.You weren't able to use your wings anymore, since wings were natural amongst them, you always yearned to fly again, but with the Monsters having wings as well, it sparked within you the familiar childlike curiosity immediately, especially for a certain Skeleton Monster.
Sans the Skeleton.
Sans was unique, many Monsters had wings like the average bird; falcon, eagle, peregrine, hummingbird, and many more.
A dark set of wings was the unique part, with your studies, you had found out they Sans was the only Monster or Human with Raven wings, however, unlike the average Raven, his were extremely large and strong.
You on the other-hand, being naturally curious about him, decided to negotiate with him and you both hit it off very well and you were friends by the end of the night.
Like any good friend would, you gave him a nickname he hated, Raven, just like his wing type.
Sans was an INTEGRITY SOUL type, so being judgy and sort of bipolar, the first time you decided to say the nickname, he threatened to backhand you into the next universe, so you kept calling him that.
He doesn't react nearly as bad as before, but if you keep calling him that when he is in a sour mood, he won't be to friendly very long.
You and Sans now currently share a wonderful friendship of about 6 and a half years, quite the long time, and you just might, well have a crush on him.
Yeah it's pretty cringy, beware the love bug kind of friendship but you do seriously like him.
Something only about him interested you the most though, his wings completely awestruck you the first time, and sometimes now you have trouble not staring at them like a stalker would.
Anyways, you certainly liked him, but you knew he only saw you as a friend, he was dating Frisk anyway, she was good for him so you were happy.
Though the two always got into arguments about something, and anytime you asked him about it, he would immediately change the subject the best way he could, being either puns or an entirely different subject.
It irked you knowing that your best friend, and crush, was sharing something from you but you never acted on it because you didn't want to be annoying to him, he never seemed in a good mood after the whole thing anyway.
You were now at your workplace, being a cute and small cafe place called The Coffee Club which you adored, your a huge coffee fan by the way, so it was enjoyable to work there.
While working a somewhat long shift, you had realized how boring today had been, you loved studying different bird types in your free time and you even drew them in a notebook at the park sometimes but recently you had no new birds to invest yourself into.
You signed as you took another table order and you gave the head baker the slip and they got to work on it while you either waited bored or you got more orders around the cafe.
You eventfully watched the clock on the wall click to 7o'clock and you checked yourself out before leaving.
While walking down the street, the familiar stares followed you all the way home, you knew why and every time you felt just as sick and disgusted with yourself just like the day it happened.
Your accident had caused you to be flightless, but it wasn't your fault, it had been Sans, it was the very first day you had met him, you were fascinated yes, but that same guilty look was always in his pinpricks when he looked at you.
You were hit by him at full speed when flying for the first time, he never meant to do it, but both of you crashed and you happened to be over a thick brush of thorns and barbed plants.
And due to the very hard impact, your wings got torn and stabbed into by them, the nerves and tissues in your wings were torn apart, so all you had were two messed up wings that were useless.
They still stood strong, but they sagged to the ground naturally and were slightly misshaped, and the bright blonde feathers of yours deemed useless for no purpose ever since.
You still took somewhat pride however in your wings, you personally thought over time that they still looked beautiful, and others had vouched with you on that.
You took a shower when you came home and when finished you plucked or removed any bad feathers that were old or dry from to little humidity, which happened a lot with your wings but you got over it over the years.
When finished you got dressed into your favorite sweater and pale jeans before you slipped on some sandals and you unplugged your charging phone from the wall, seeing if you had any texts from someone.
You did, and it was from Sans himself.You hesitated a moment because of the intense flare of heat on your face, but you eventually texted him back, he apparently wanted you to meet him in the park at 9o'clock, he didn't say want he wanted, but something told you that it would be the best night of your life.
A/n: Hello fellow readers, sorry that I haven't been able to write anything for a while, I just lost myself for a bit but I'm back!~ I hope everyone is enjoying their Summer Break so far though! This one shot has been proudly requested by the amazing FreezingPotato12 ! I hope you enjoy it, my writing kinda sucks..
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