Sticks and Stones...(Flower!Fell Sans X Frisk)

57 Days, 58 Days, 59 Days, all filled with unending darkness. All more soul crushingly empty then the last. 60 Days. Light. A reset. A chance... I take it. I'm a selfish little girl gulping the waters of life. No concern. No thoughts. No stopping. His sobs. They fill my prison till my ears bleed from their desperate call. I'm drowning. No resistance. No struggling. My feet feel heavy as they hit the ground. I won't leave again. Not without a fight. I promise you Sans.