I'm so sorry.

Wha? Creator why're you saying so-

Ow ow ow! Shit, my head! What the hell.

I tried to move but my hands and feet were bound by something, something was covering my eyes and mouth too, I knew I was against a wall though, hanging by whatever was binding me. I heard footsteps echo in the area I was in, they were coming towards me, my heart beat fast from anticipation and I couldn't breathe. The footsteps stopped right in front of me, I could feel someone's breath on my face.

"Finally, you're awake, its about damn time." That voice, it sounded so familiar.

Whatever was over my eyes and mouth was removed and I blinked my eyes to adjust to the semi bright room, the first thing I saw was yellow and green.

"F-Flowey?"

"And you say you don't know me." The voice chuckled.

My vision cleared and I saw it was in fact Flowey but not him at the same time, it was Flowey's head on some kind of plant body in the shape of a man, tall and well built, a little too muscular for my liking though.

"Hehe, you still can't stop staring at this bod huh?" He chuckled.

I snapped out of my gaze and glared at him, "let me go you talking weed!"

"No can do, you see, you play too much," he said reaching a vine like hand to my face, I moved away from him the best I could but it only made him chuckle more, "and the game's over."

"I don't know what you're talking about! What game?! When have I ever taken such a liking to such an annoying bastard that I would want to be near him?"

"Well you hang out with that bone twit now so I don't see the problem." He smirked.

I growled more at him and he smiled more, "oh you always looked so sexy when you're angry~" he forcibly grabbed my face making me look at him, "but you were always sexier without those clothes~"

My eyes grew wide and my heart wanted to beat out of my chest, he licked my cheek and placed his free hand on my stomach, slowly trailing down to my belt buckle. I instantly knew what he was going to do and writhed against the binds again, I assumed they were the vines again, he smiled showing his fangs and proceeded to unbuckle the belt.

"Lets see if you're still the same down ther-agh!"

I managed to get one of my feet free and kicked that motherfucker in the mouth, he stumbled back and held his lip, I smirked when I saw it was cut but no blood dropped out, can't he bleed?

He walked back to me with anger in his eyes and slapped me, the stinging caused my eye to water but I didn't make a sound.

"How dare you!!" He yelled, "you know what I'm capable of yet you still insist on being difficult," he grabbed my face again with one hand, yanking my hair back with the other, "heh, looks like I'll have to teach you another lesson."

He roughly pushed his lips onto mine, I gasped in disgust and he used that as an opportunity to force his tongue into my mouth (or whatever the hell it was), I fought against the vines but they only tightened more around my wrists and ankles. I could feel my skin starting to bruise too.

I squeezed my eyes shut as I fought against him harder, it was futile but I had to- I wasn't going to give in just like that! I could feel our mixed saliva drip out the corner of my mouth, his tongue forced it's way to the back of my throat, I couldn't breathe and he tasted weird. I bit his tongue and he let go suddenly, I coughed out what was left of that horrid interaction in wet hacks and spit out the taste and the rest.

I could hear him chuckle again as he wiped his mouth, "oh I'm going to enjoy teaching you manners." He smiled wickedly.

Several days later. . .

I hung loosely on the vines that were embedded in my skin by now, blood dripped from my forehead down my cheek and off my chin, staining what was left of my shirt, my beanie was God knows where, one of my ears was torn off, the other was ripped off and half my tail was gone, the cold air stabbed against my bare thighs like needles but I couldn't feel them anymore. I didn't feel anything anymore but I could feel more of my dull blood drip down my thighs and the pain in my back numbed down. I wonder if I'll die of blood loss before he comes back.

I heard those dreaded footsteps again but I didn't react, after the few times he's been here it's 'normal' to have him appear every now and then. I didn't look at him, I barely had energy to even breathe let alone move.

"Are you done with the games now, Y/N?" He hissed.

I didn't say anything, it was the same answer every time and he would 'punish' me whether I answered or not so what's the point?

"Y/N, I know you can hear me," I wish I didn't, "aw, are you mad at me? All I want is for you to give me the truth, even if I have to force it out of you." He growled the last part.

I kept my head low, my head felt like it was spinning, more blood dripped out of my nose and I felt like I was going to pass out again, can't he just kill me already?

"Hmm, looks like I have to teach you about speaking when being spoken to t-urgh!"

He yelled in pain. . .him? In pain? That's new.

"Get away from him!" That voice.

"Y/N!!!" I knew that one too.

Flowey fell in front of me, a large blue bone was protruding out his back, a bone? I wanted to look up but I was too tired, I felt like passing out again.

"WHO THE HELL IS- Y/N? WHY ARE YOU- WHERE'S MY SPEAR?!" I remember her voice too.

Flowey wasn't bleeding but it looked like he should, he was going to speak again but an orange bone hit his stomach. Orange?

"LET Y/N GO, YOU WRETCHED BEING!" Papyrus?

"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME!!" Flowey yelled.

He stood up and his plant body grew more, vines scattered out of him and his petals got longer and looked more sinister. He and whoever was there started to fight, yells were let out, bones flew everywhere, spears were launched and. . .fireballs were let loose? I also heard something charging up and then attacking, sounded like a hyperbeam. I wonder what that was. In the midst of the mayhem, I heard a pair of boots running towards me, they were in a panic- in a hurry to get to me, then I felt boney fingers trying to undo the vines at my wrists.

"ITS OKAY, Y/N, WE'RE HERE. DON'T WORRY WE'LL GET YOU OUT OF HERE, JUST PLEASE DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES." The person pleaded.

The vines finally let go and I fell on whoever it was, he was wearing something made of metal, it was cool to the touch. It felt nice. I gathered enough energy to look up at my savior, through a blurry gaze I could see a face, a white face with black holes. I don't think he was human but then again nothing down here was, and he knew my name. . .could it be?

"P-pa. . .py. . .rus. . ?"

The person smiled wide and held me closer.

"YES, IT IS I, Y/N, I'M SORRY THAT OUR REUNION MUST BE RUSHED BUT I'M AFRAID WE MUST SPEAK LATER."

He picked me up bridal style, having a good grip on me and making sure I didn't fall, I gripped his scarf and held on tight, "BROTHER!! I HAVE Y/N!!"

"NNOOOO!!" Flowey yelled.

Everything was getting blurry again, sounds were being muffled and my body felt like it was gliding on air, I can't remember much of what happened after that. Everything went dark and I couldn't feel anything anymore.

Time Skip. . .

"IS HE GOING TO BE OKAY?" A voice said, it sounded like Papyrus, he sounded sad and his voice was laced with worry.

"Yes, but he has suffered severely. I'm not sure how his body will heal." A soft voice said, it sounded like Toriel. She sounded devastated.

"Don't worry bro, he'll come around. . ." that must be Sans. Is it possible to hear him frown? Is frowning a thing with him?

"I-I h-hope h-he w-wakes u-up s-soon." Alphys. Her stuttering was getting worse, she sounded like she was crying.

"Psshh! Of course he is! He's one of the strongest humans I know!" Definitely Undyne. . .but she sounded so uncertain.

"I actually don't mind if the little gentlebeauty comes back. . .even if we don't agree sometimes." Mettaton. . .concern laced his robot voice. He actually wanted me to stay?

"I hope he comes back." Deep and sultry. God, I could never forget Grillby's voice. How could I?

I was lying on something soft with something just as soft under my head, a bed maybe? My body felt stiff, I could barely breathe and everything felt numb, wherever I was had the faint smell of pie. Butterscotch? Cinnamon? Maybe both? I don't know, but as of right now I'm going to assume we're at Toriel's place. I felt a pawing at my face, a small hand and a sniffle near my ear, whoever it was brushed my hair out of my face and kissed my cheek. Frisk?

"IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE WE CAN DO?"

"I'm afraid not, as much as I try his body won't heal fully from my healing spells and the strain on his mind may not be fix either. We will just have to hope if he still has the determination to live. . ."

I heard a loud slump and a patting sound, "come on guys, I think we should let him rest now." Sans said.

There was a slow shuffle that went out the room, I assumed everyone left except one. This person had boots on and they were getting closer, they sat on the edge of the bed, they didn't leave that much of an impression but I knew they were there.

"Y/N, I DON'T KNOW IF YOU CAN HEAR ME (OR IF YOU JUST DON'T WANT TO HEAR ME) BUT I JUST WANTED TO SAY HOW SORRY I AM," why is he sorry? "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU FELT THAT WAY ABOUT ME, I JUST DIDN'T THINK YOU WOULD LIKE A MONSTER LIKE ME. A MONSTER WHO HAS NO FRIENDS AND IS NOT POPULAR. IT WASN'T MY INTENTION TO DATE METTATON BUT I THOUGHT MY FEELINGS FOR YOU WERE IMAGINARY, UNFORTUNATELY I SAW THE TRUTH TOO LATE. . .AND YOU GOT HURT BECAUSE OF MY INCOMPETENCE. . ." Papyrus no, just. . .please don't, "IT'S OKAY IF YOU DON'T LIKE ME ANYMORE BECAUSE I HURT YOUR FEELINGS BUT JUST KNOW THAT I AM VERY SORRY FOR NOT SEEING YOU EYE TO EYE SOCKET."

There was a hesitance in his voice- in his stance like he wanted to do something but wasn't sure. Instead of waiting, my hand shakily reached up to his scarf, gripping it as tight as it could, Papyrus went rigid for a second but relaxed when he saw it was me and put his hand over mine. I opened my eyes slowly to see him, orange tears were trickling out his eyes sockets and he had a sad smile on. Oh God, please don't cry. I tried to speak but nothing came out, my throat was hoarse from all the screaming when. . .He smiled knowingly and tightened his grip on my hand.

"ITS OKAY Y/N, ITS OKAY THAT YOU CAN'T SPEAK, YOU DON'T HAVE TO EXERT YOURSELF." He grinned.

I wanted to do something, something I should've done a long time ago. I gently pulled him closer, although he more seemed to have moved by himself, our gazes never left each other as we got closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Until our lips met- until his teeth touched my lips which would count as a kiss (right?), it was soft like I could break if he went too fast or hard, he smiled gently against me and I did the same. . .but. . .after that, just before we parted, uh I don't even know how to explain it. It was like my soul left my body and then everything went dark again. . .I couldn't feel anything. . .

. . .Reset. . .

I'm so very sorry Y/N. . . but. . .
It had to be done
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You guys must hate me now, huh?
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