Buttercup baby - Underfell! Sans x reader

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CHAPTER 1

Just jump

That's what my mind had been like for so many years.

I'm finally doing it.

My mom died.

My dad does some....things to me.

My friends left me.

I have nobody.

Thinking of jumping fills you with Hope

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{CURRENT TIME~ Mount Ebott}

I was walking up mount Ebott for the last time. I used to go up here with my mother when I was a child, but ever since my mother died, I stop coming here. I remember how she would always tell me about the monsters that used to live amongst us, and how some bad humans banished them under this mountain, and how one day she was going to free them. She would always go to a secret place that nobody knew of except me and her. The place was surrounded by buttercup flowers, and she used to make me flower crowns out of them. I miss her so much...

I wanted to visit that place once more before I jumped to my death. I wanted to make a flower crown for my mom so when I would die, I could finally give her a flower crown so I could pay her back for all the flower crowns she had made me.

As I arrive at the buttercup hideout, I see that almost nothing has changed. Almost. Amongst the yellow flowers, there was a blue one. It looked exactly like a buttercup but blue. This confused me because I distinctively remember there only ever being yellow flowers here. I ran up to the flower and bend down and I hear...crying? What?

"Hello? Are you ok?"

"W-What? Who's there!"

"U-um-"

"Where the hell are you?!"

"Um, with the flowers?"

"What? N-no body's here.."

"Where are you?"

"I'm with the echo flowers, idiot"

"Echo flowers? Is that what this is?"

"W-wait...are from..the surface?"

"Yes-waIT. Are you a m-monster"

"Y-yeah.."

Holy shit

"W-well, what's wrong?"

"Why the fuck should I tell you?"

"Well, I'm a stranger you'll probably never see again, so if you need an outlet I'm all ears."

"...good point"

"Before we start, what should I call you?"

"Uh- just call me red"

"Ok red, you can call me...you can just pick a nickname"

"Uh.. ok..."

"So what's wrong red?"

"Well.. m-my brother is the caption of the royals guard and h-he's not the nicest monster in the underground..the only reason why I haven't been dusted is cause I'm his brother..everybody down here hates me a-and I can't get out of this hell hole even if I tried.."

"I can kinda relate...is there any way I could help?"

"Sorry sweetheart, not much can be done. I'll just wait until I bite the dust..hehe..."

I'm guessing he was making a joke about how monsters turn to dust when they die.

"So. You have any emotional baggage you wanna get off your chest sweetheart?

"So much. You want me to bore you with it?"

"Got all eternity, doll"

"Ok...where to start...well, my mom is kinda dead, my dad does some really disgusting things to me, my "friends" have been tormenting me since 6th grade, I've been cutting for like, 5 years now and I was kinda planning on jumping today."

"...holy shit your brain is fucked.. I honestly feel bad."

"Hehe, yeah..."

"Well, if I could give any advice, it would be 'don't jump'"

"I still might... but thanks red, that helped.. you just added a few more days on too my life"

"Glad I could help, doll"

"Well, I could honestly stay up here for the night, if your willing to I am. Plus, neither of our households seems good enough to go back to"

"Eh sure. I'll stay here with ya"

"So, what's with the nicknames?"

"Didn't really give me much to work with doll face"

"Now how would you know what my face looks like?"

"Hehe, got me"

"Not even gonna lie here, cause we're never gonna meet, holy shit you give me butterfly's when you call me 'sweetheart' or 'doll' not gonna lie"

"Really?"

"I can hear you smirking"

"Got me again sweet-cheeks"

Me and red just talked for hours and hours into the night. He was so easy to talk to. It's like he's been through almost everything I have, so he can relate to me so I don't feel so alone. And don't even get me started with the nicknames. They just made me go nuts. Once he called me buttercup I just melted. They make me feel happy with myself. God, he's the best. I yawned in the middle of my sentence and heard a light chuckle.

"Tired sweetheart?"

"Just a little bit.."

"Well, you should get some sleep, doll. Don't want you to fall asleep during sentences."

"Hehe, guess you're right.. night night red"

"Night sweetheart..."

Helping the monster fills your soul with hope...