[I am going on a week-long vacation, so I didn't have time to write anything new. So I'm going to post a short oneshot that's been floating around my drafts; unedited and unused. I'm sorry for any OOC moments, plot holes, or grammar errors. I didn't have enough time to fix all the mistakes. Goodbye, see you all soon]
[This oneshot is not part of the 'Battle Scars' timeline]
[Blue (Underswap Sans) X Bitty! Elle]
[Not a shipping story]
Elle hugged her arms, the bitter wind making her small form tremble. Despite the shielding of the cardboard walls the box provided, she still felt like she was going to drop dead at any moment.
She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, sneakers, and Jean shorts that made her feel like her legs were going to off.
Despite the laws made to protect humans, there are still hundreds being thrown out like broken toys. Left to die in the unforgiving world all by themselves. Monsters considered humans to be inferior because they were tiny and couldn't perform magic.
Letting out a choked sob, Elle pressed herself deeper into the corner in an attempt to get as far as possible from the snow outside. Wiping the snot and tears from her face, she looked toward the small cut-out entrance of the box, praying that another human didn't find her and kill her for food.
She replayed memories with her previous owner, hoping it would bring her some comfort in her pain. But all it did was leave a bittersweet taste as the wind picked up. Her once loving owner had soon found her boring and tried to kill her by holding her underwater.
When she had passed out from lack of oxygen, he threw her into the trash. She once thought she was lucky for waking up just in time so she could escape to freedom, but now she wasn't too sure.
Shuddering, she tried to force her chattering teeth to stop making noise in fear of someone hearing.
She's already accepted her death, and she didn't want anyone to interrupt her.
Hearing footsteps crunching in the snow, she froze and held her breath as she listened intently for any more sounds. The footsteps got closer before stopping a few feet away. The monster threw some of the trash nearby the box around before muttering to itself, sounding annoyed by something.
It then walked over toward her box before stopping, suddenly making her feel as though the monster could see her very soul. "I think you should come and see this." It spoke, making her jump as she sat frozen in utter fear.
The top of the box was opened, causing snow to fall in as Elle pushed herself into the wall, feeling like a cornered animal as the monster peered inside.
It was a very tall skeleton with white pinpricks that stared into her soul, making her feel like she was about to pass out from the sheer horror. He stood up, still staring at her as he seemed to try and intimidate her with his lazy gaze and tall figure. The monster was wearing a baggy dark orange and red hoodie with short jeans and flip-flops, but she didn't have time to question his fashion choice as shuffling came from down the alley.
Another pair of footsteps suddenly ran over, thankfully making the skeleton look away from her and toward the other unseen monster.
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Battle Scars [BittyBones]
FantasyWARNING: Triggering themes. Amazing cover art by: BonesTheSkelebunny01 (On deviant art) [Elle was suicidal. She always felt numb when she was alone and scared when she was with people. If she couldn't even walk outside without breaking down, what w...