Iâm giving another Rq, if Iâm Iâm not bothering you [Skele!Reader, she meets the human Frisk first time, Sheâs afraid of them but itâs seems to be fine, what she didnât expect them to manage to was break the barrier, everyone is finally is free, and Skele!Reader should be happy, she should be....happy.....why isnât she happy?.] this feels like I wrote a summary XD I hope itâs fine. (You can make Skele!Reader as they too if you want!)
Hope you donât mind that I left the gender ambiguous! I had a lot of fun with this request, thank you for the interesting challenge!! <3333
The word that a human has entered the Underground spreads quickly. Within a few hours, itâs all anyone can talk about. Itâs big news, after all- a seventh and final human! The last SOUL needed to break the Barrier and set you all free! Itâs fantastic, quite frankly, to know that youâre all so close to seeing the sun for the first time, and like many others, youâre very excited!
But⌠youâre also a little scared. All those stories youâve heard your whole life about the crimes of humans have stuck with you, and you just donât know what theyâll be like. Youâre not the only one whoâs a little wary of them, either. Everyone is just slightly on edge, anticipating what theyâll do, what might come next, yet you keep your smiles as always.Â
Youâre going about your business in Waterfall, quietly picking through the trash. You canât help but think that soon you wonât have to go through the trash. You can just buy it from the surface. The thought makes you smile a little as you loft a can of peaches, observing it warily. You wouldnât eat it, but itâs kind of cool to look at.Â
Suddenly, you hear a loud scream from above, and a thundering CRACK that makes your bones rattle in terror. You whip your skull around, staring in disbelief at the piece of plank now hurtling towards the water. For a moment you canât move, but then your senses come back to you. You scamper away from the spot, slogging through the thick water and ducking behind a nearby pile of junk. You cringe violently when you hear it splinter against the ground, the impact sending a ripple through the pile and sloshing around your legs.Â
For several long moments, you canât make yourself move. Your sockets are squinted shut, your soul thrumming loudly in alarm as everything settles back into peaceful silence. When nothing else happens, you allow yourself to peek out again, glancing warily around the dump to see what had happened.
Your eyelights scan the ground ineffectually for a bit, but then they settle on a bed of golden flowers. You hadnât thought anything of them when you were searching- they grew in strange places down here- but now you can see thereâs a dark shape on them. Did⌠did someone fall from up above?!
With clumsy movements, you flounder back through the water to the carpet, calling out as you go, âH-hey! Hey, are you okay? Are you hurt?â Of course theyâre hurt from a fall like that! âErm, you probably canât talk, but, but just hold on, Iâll-â
...Oh my. Itâs the human.
You canât help but stare at them in dismay. Youâre not sure what you expected, but the tiny child- theyâre still in stripes!- is⌠not it. Youâd kind of expected something with⌠fangs, maybe? Or claws or glowing red eyes or⌠or something other than just⌠a normal kid.Â
Well. Theyâre not exactly normal. Theyâre human. But still!
Shaking that off, you kneel down and look them over. Theyâre a bit roughed up, with little scrapes and scratches, but surprisingly intact. The flowers must have cushioned their fall. Surprisingly resilient little things. You hesitate, your hands fluttering over them as you try to think of what to do. Maybe you could try to heal them? Youâre pretty rusty at it, but maybeâŚ
Wait⌠thatâs not right. Shouldnât you be fighting them? Taking their soul? This is the perfect chance, while theyâre sleeping and weak. But that just⌠feels wrong. Looking over them, you feel your chest squeeze uncomfortably. Theyâre still just a kid⌠can you really take a childâs soul? Even a humanâs?
A tiny rustling sound catches your attention. Their face is twitching. You gasp, jerking back slightly as their eyes crack open, brows shooting up. They have very nice brown eyes, you notice. They sit up, looking around as though lost. Itâs at this moment that you realize no, you canât take a childâs soul, human or not. You give them a lop-sided smile. âUm, hi! Iâm⌠Iâm glad to see youâre okay⌠You fell such a long way. I guess itâs a good thing these flowers are here, huh?â
The donât respond. Theyâre still looking around. Finally, they push themselves up and dust off their sweater, nodding to you. They begin wading through the water. It comes all the way up to their chest, which youâd expect would slow them down somewhat, but they just rush on.Â
âWill- will you be alright?â you call after them, unable to help yourself.
They pause, turning to look at you. To your surprise, they smile and nod to you. Then theyâre gone again, doggedly making their way through the water, leaving you sitting on the edge of the bed of flowers.
You find yourself smiling in return, unable to help yourself. What a determined little humanâŚ
No one is sure how it happens. Anyone you ask says that they were just minding their own business when suddenly they fell asleep. When they woke, it was like nothing had ever happened, and then the news of the Barrierâs shattering had arrived. It was promptly forgotten in favor of celebration, everyone rushing to pack up and eager to see the sun for the first time.
You know you should be happy. You know you should and you are, really, youâre finally going to be free⌠but something feels⌠wrong. Thereâs something in the air. Something that makes you uncomfortable and wary. Youâre not sure what it is. Maybe youâre still shaken from the strange event.Â
Thereâs a tug on your sleeve. You turn, surprised to see the human standing there, staring up at you. Thereâs an unusual light in their eyes.Â
Smiling, you kneel down to be closer to their height. âYou really did it. You saved us. Weâre going to see the sun again.â
They stare up at you. You wonder whatâs going on in their head, but their face gives nothing away.
Then, abruptly, they smile again. Itâs small and soft as they pat your head, then move on. You stare after them, wondering where they could possibly be going back that way.Â
That strange feeling is back, but you push it down. You have packing to do, after all.