Soulfell

Spiders~ :)

They walked on. As they walked, Frisk's vision was getting blurry. Frisk's feet stumbled a bit as she walked.

'Hey kiddo, you okay?' Sans asked her.

'Yeah, I'm fine,' she assured him. 'Just a bit light headed.'

'From wha—?'

He didn't even had time to finish his question before the girl collapsed on the ground.

'Woah! Kid!'

"Sweetheart!" Other Sans exclaimed, kneeling to her side. He rolled her over onto her back. "What happened? Are you feelin' alright?"

The words were buzzing in her head. It was hard to focus. The only thing that she could think of was not letting the skeleton worry about her. She told him, "I'm fine. I'm fine," to reassure him and keep him calm.

'Kid, we are not fine,' Sans told her. 'We almost passed out.'

'But I don't know what's wrong,' Frisk said.

'Well, we're hungry again, but I don't think we're that hungry. Uh...' he tried to think what might be wrong.

Other Sans put a hand on her forehead. "You're burning up and sweating like pig."

'Do pigs even sweat?' Frisk asked curiously.

'That's the question you ask?' He sighed. 'We're dehydrated. We need water and we need to take off our jacket to get cooler.'

'Oh.'

She needed to tell the skeleton. It was a difficult task though. Frisk could think of the words fine, but saying them was like trying to speak without any feeling in her lips or entire mouth.

"It's hot... need w-water..." she said.

The skeleton nodded and frantically glanced around to find something useful. When he didn't find anything he thought of something.

"I'll be right back, okay?" He told her.

Frisk nodded and he shortcutted away, leaving the girl alone. Shakingly she pushed herself up into a sitting position to take off her jacket. She stopped when she saw a green blurry figure standing a few feet in front of her.

"Wow. Look who's dying of dehydration. Pathetic."

Frisk gasped and looked to their face. It was blurry, but she recognized them anyway; it was the child from their dreams. Their smile was exaggerated into a wide grin and they had no other facial features besides their blood red eyes.

'N-no way! It c-can't be...!'

'Kid, who is that?' Sans asked her worriedly.

"You're so weak that you can't even walk down the hall without collapsing like a rag doll." They took a step towards her.

Frisk immediately scooted back away from them.

'Frisk, who are they?! What's goin' on?!'

They saw her attempt at an escape and laughed. "Are you trying to run? Good luck with that. Move too fast and you'll collapse again."

They took another step, making Frisk backpedal more.

They smirked. "Oh, come now Frisk, you're not going to try to escape from me, are you? You should already know how pointless it is."