UnderSakit

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-Continuation-

  As the flowers swayed, their petals twisting and turning as the wind changes course. The grass following shortly, each blade having their own way with the wind, the place was peaceful. However, inside of the church was bustling with activity and liveliness, the choir were practicing their voices for clarity, musicians rereading and trying new tunes, the priestess preparing for the morning prayer, whilst some prepare by either cleaning or arranging the area, cooking food, decorating, and more. The halls were constantly filled with whispers left and right, their steps light as they made their way to their own stations for the day had just started. The sun started to rise and everyone was getting ready for the special occasion, except one. Amidst the numerous patches of flowers in the garden behind the church, was Sugat. His eye lights focused more on the bouquet he held. His thoughts wondered off as if he were in a daze, his face of mixed emotions, unsure of what he was truly feeling…

Was it GUILT? Or was it PITY? He didn’t know…

But before his thoughts got the better of him, he heard a familiar voice calling. He wanted to ignore it for he didn’t know who he was calling at all, his hand moving from the bouquet and to the porcelain surface of what he sat on, the cold surface never bothering him whilst the voice grew louder. Deciding to look up at the figure approaching, he saw him. It was a skeleton that held almost no difference from him to looks, he watched as the older skeleton drew near, after some thought, Sugat decided to stand up while letting out a sigh. Looking at the skeleton across him, thinking of the appropriate response to his antics, “Brother, why have you come at this hour? Don’t you have to help the priest setup the podium?” his voice was as calm as possible, trying to not be bothered at the fact his brother was even there. “Ah, I finished it up early so we have some free time to chat!” he spoke with such enthusiasm that Sugat couldn’t ignore, still annoyed with his child-like tone. “Really now? You know the punishments to those who disobey or skip the morning prayer…”

“Oh hush! I already did that at dawn. Plus, I assume you like the flowers I gave you, right? I grew them myself so I was sure they’re of the best quality.” Sugat shook his head at this, finding his remarks amusing. Looking down at the bouquet, seeing more roses than the other flower species in the bundle, his curiosity growing by the second as he attempted to figure the situation out, his eye lights flickering from the roses to the other flowers. The older skeleton looked down at him, finding Sugat’s questioning face cute, comparing him to a cat. He held down a chuckle before hovering his hand over his head, gently patting the top as Sugat slowly looked up, confused by his actions. Smiling down at him, his gentle smile reflecting his joy. “Roses match you.” He spoke softly, his hand still on the other’s head.

Sugat’s sockets widened at his words, his eye lights glowing in the sun as his robe ruffled against the breeze. His smile was comforting, almost like an embrace to Sugat’s soul. However, he did not want to falter to the feeling, it was a sign of weakness he shouldn’t give in into or else he’ll regret it in the future, so he shot a cold glare at the other skeleton, facing away from him whilst throwing the bouquet to the side. The skeleton stared in silent shock as the flowers hit the pavement, their petals falling off while some suffered damage to the stems. “I do not need your opinions, Sans.” And without another word, he walked away. His eyes focused on the path ahead as the other’s smile faded. A frown replacing it as watching Sugat leave in silence. He was contemplating what to do and what to say, his red marks glowing slightly in frustration, but he knew anger wouldn’t help him at all. With a heavy heart, he took the bouquet that was thrown to the side, his eye lights looking down at the assortment of flowers. Each one was grown with love and devotion and he even spent all night checking for any thorns that may prick the younger brother he treasured. And now, it is nothing but a pile of trash, the petals dull now that he saw no use of them, the ribbons that decorated each end… all a waste. He silently cursed himself before turning his head up to look sky. Watching as the clouds form different shapes, the birds flying freely as petals of that flower blew past him. The rustling of leaves as the warm rays of the sun seeped through the branches and foliage whilst the bird bath nearby splashed as a pigeon flapped its wings.

Everything was peaceful at the garden… yet he cannot find himself to smile at it all. He knew his brother wasn’t usually this grumpy or even annoyed, he knew him more than anyone else did. But somehow, he felt like he wasn’t enough for Sugat’s change of attitude, he wished it was because that he was growing up and not because he did something wrong to upset him. His only hope for now is that, if his brother hated him or not, he’ll be sure to help them. Plus, Sugat was turning five this year and-

“Sans! There you are, everyone was looking for you!”  He turned to see Chara, the adopted child of Priestess Toriel and Asgore. His sockets softened as he gave them a smile, hiding the bouquet behind his back. “Greetings Chara, what brings you here?” Sans tilted his head curiously as he looked down at them, noticing that he was still a few inches taller. Chara panted of exhaustion whilst looking up at Sans with a smile, but before they could tell him the reason, they saw his obvious smirk which confused them. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Hehe… shorty pants~” he teased lightly as Chara shot him a glare, unamused by his antics at all. Suddenly, a thought crossed their mind, aggressively pulling Sans by his robe and basically left him to freeze in the harsh cold. “CHARA!” Sans exclaimed in surprise as he tried to cover himself, watching as Chara ran the opposite direction. Leaving Sans in a daze due to how fast these events occurred, but after getting his bearings, he gave chase. Following them as they climbed the apple tree, their eyes full of triumph as they looked down at their friend, laughing at him as they tauntingly rubbed their face against his robe. “So warm~ I bet I can survive the cold without it. heheh…”

Anger flashed across Sans’ face at the taunt, his fists balling in rage at Chara’s audacity to even take his robe from him. He frowned at them, then a thought passed through his head which made him give Chara an evil grin, his eye lights burning with determination whilst the marks on his face glowed brightly, wanting to make the other pay back. He held his hand out as the star-like gem on his robe came to him, the gem turning into pure light then a long bone. Starting to laugh by himself as he hit the tree’s base with the weapon repeatedly, causing Chara to slowly slip as they growled at Sans’ actions. “No fair! You’re cheating!!” They protested as their eyes and the heart-shaped mark on their left shoulder glowed brightly.

“hehehehe… HAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA!” Sans laughed as he took one last final hit, watching as Chara finally lost their balance and fell hard on the grass below.  He towered over Chara, a cruel smirk on his face as he bent slightly to take his robe back with a smirk. “I win.” They stared at him with pure rage, a scowl on their face but ultimately decided to face away and close their eyes.

"Meanie..." Chara mumbled under their breath, Sans laughed once more, smiling brightly as he sat next to Chara. "Don't be upset, we'll still be friends, right?" He held out his Pinky finger to Chara. Expecting them to twist their own pinky with his as a sign to promise, although they were hesitant, their pout slowly fading. "You're always acting like you're forcing me..." Sans flinched, holding his anger back whilst his other hand ball into a fist. Clearly irritated by Chara's remarks about his actions. "But I won't mind." They twisted their pinky with Sans'.

Had to doodle this boy, he was so innocent.

<This is a UTMV AU>

Warnings:

-Swearing.

-Mentions of poison.