Play With Your Soul (Undertale x Male Reader) [Season One]

chapter eleven

[try to get along]

A/N
Hello everyone, I apologize for the delay in getting back to you—it’s been a hectic couple of weeks. The situation involved a wedding where the groom backed out because he still had feelings for his ex, which has been quite frustrating. This sort of stress can lead to writer's block for me, and I’m still feeling a bit annoyed. I’ve managed to put together a shorter chapter, and by the time I post this, I’ll likely be working on the next one. Thank you for your understanding!

[Y/N] your name/first name
[L/N] your last name
[H/C] hair colour
[E/C] eye colour
"Speaking"
(Thinking)
'sign language/ writing'

[Diana's home]
[Day: Saturday]
[8: 45 am]

As your aunt guided you from room to room, discussing how you’d like your space to look. as the two of you exit the building to the backyard, you noticed Lucy from her bedroom window, her gaze fixed on the two of you. A scowl crossed her face, sending a sharp sense of unease through you. You couldn’t help but feel a mix of frustration but a understanding about her hostility, especially after hearing your aunt recount the tragic story of her parents’ murder just thirty minutes ago

“And this… um,” your aunt began, suddenly lost in thought. You turned to find her opening the door to a small building at the back. “To be honest, I rarely use this room. I initially planned to hold gatherings here, but I usually just end up setting things up in the dining room or the living room,” she explained. As you stepped inside, the inviting atmosphere wrapped around you, the room radiated a cozy charm

“Well, maybe you could come up with something for it,” she suggested as she closed the door behind you. “How?” you questioned, curiosity piquing. She replied, “Perhaps you could host your own gathering when you have more friends”

(More friends?) The thought sent a shiver down your spine. Would you be able to handle that? You had just managed to let one friend into your life; the idea of expanding that circle felt daunting. Not wanting to dampen the mood, you offered a noncommittal, “Maybe”

It appeared your aunt was about to say more when suddenly-

*Ring ring!*

Her phone buzzed from her pocket, interrupting the moment. “Sorry, give me a minute,” she said, and before you could respond, she had lifted the phone to her ear. “Hello, Muffet, what do you need?”

As you watched her converse with this Muffet, a sense of worry began to cloud her features, deepening with each passing moment. When she finally hung up, her expression was troubled. “I’m so sorry, but I need to go to my bakery, I'll be back in a few hours” she said hurriedly, turning to leave. “Okay-” you started, but you were interrupted by the sound of the door clicking shut behind her. It seemed she hadn’t even heard you, and moments later, you could hear the garage door opening, followed by the unmistakable sound of her car starting up

(...What now?) You found yourself lingering in the backyard, a sense of uncertainty washing over you. It was still too early to head to MK’s, and your motivation to venture into town was waning. As you pondered your next move, your gaze drifted towards Lucy’s window. Although she was no longer visible, a thought crossed your mind: (Maybe I should try to get along with her.) With newfound determination bubbling within you, you felt buoyed by the challenge ahead. Maybe forging a connection was just what you needed to brighten this day and possibly turn a thorny relationship into something more amicable

{{Chibi [Y/N] running back into the house}}

[30 minutes pass]

[Lucy's POV]