FlowerPetals (A Flowerfell Fanfic) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 6: Snowdin

Your whole body felt like jelly, you felt paralysed after the terrible incident that happened at Grillby's. You still felt blood dripping down your head. You let out a sigh and a little tiny cloud formed before your eyes. You were holding on to Sans' hand, which felt a little cold. You realised that you had a scarf on, it was Sans'. He was so desperate to help you, now that you were in pain.

"How's the pain, kid? Feeling better?" Sans questioned you, feeling concerned.

I guess... It still hurts but, not as bad as it is at the beginning. I taste blood, am I still bleeding? You closed your eyes, halfway. You looked at your hands, they were bleeding. You felt crams in your soul, every step felt like a hurricane as your soul begins to come apart, little by little. You breathed out, the little cloud forms again.

You gave a small smile to Sans, he gave you his hoodie, "Here, have this. I bet you're still warm."

Thank you, Sans. Flowey, I hope you don't feel left out. You giggled a little. Flowey grumbled. A-are we there yet? You coughed a little, blood came out, drip by drip.

"Shush, you have to rest. Try not to talk, okay kiddo?" Sans smiled, as he continued to carry you to his home. You could hear his foot crunching the snow, you knew how heavy you were. "Almost there."

"Wow, this is longer than I thought. How do you even get to the Ruins' door so fast?" Flowey questioned Sans, as he always goes to the door to make Knock-Knock jokes with Toriel.

"Teleport. I'm still lazy, ya know?" Sans replied, still panting while carrying you.

I think I can walk now, Sans. I know I'm heavy. I can handle my weight on my own. You smiled at him, but he still wants to carry you all the way home.

"Ya sure, kid? I'm still okay with carrying yo-" Sans' speech was interrupted by something. "What was that?" You heard a rustling sound, coming towards the bushes. No one was here. Or maybe someone was here.

"Come out, whatever you are!" Flowey exclaimed, facing towards the bushes, rustling. "COME YOU STUPID A**HOLE"

"Woah, woah, watch the language," Sans told Flowey. "This might be the first time, but, we have to take it slow because the kid's sick." Eventually, Flowey nodded.

You tried approching the bushes. Come out, don't be scared. It rustled harder. Come on... Suddenly, the rustling stopped. Huh...?

"Finally, I found you!" A voice came from behind. You struggled vigorously from Sans' arm. You ran, as fast as you could.

Sans! Carry Flowey for me! He picked up the flower pot and r scrried off.

"Come back here, yo-" The voice shrieked as it was being attacked by something. "AHH"

You flopped to the ground, leaving a blood trail around you. Your eyes began to close, you shed a tear. Sans and Flowey approached you, "Hold on, kid! Don't leave!"

You lifted up your hand, holding on to Sans'. I won't leave, not just yet. I know we're almost there. I promise. You closed your eyes. You were still breathing, luckily. However, you have no strength yo tell them. You felt yourself being lifted up by someone.

"I'll take it from here," it was a dry and salty voice. Obviously not Sans' or Flowey's.

"B-bro?" Sans stammered.