I’m giving another Rq, if I’m I’m not bothering you [Skele!Reader, she meets the human Frisk first time, She’s afraid of them but it’s seems to be fine, what she didn’t 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 isn’t she happy?.] this feels like I wrote a summary XD I hope it’s fine. (You can make Skele!Reader as they too if you want!)
Hope you don’t 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, it’s all anyone can talk about. It’s big news, after all- a seventh and final human! The last SOUL needed to break the Barrier and set you all free! It’s fantastic, quite frankly, to know that you’re all so close to seeing the sun for the first time, and like many others, you’re very excited!
But… you’re also a little scared. All those stories you’ve heard your whole life about the crimes of humans have stuck with you, and you just don’t know what they’ll be like. You’re not the only one who’s a little wary of them, either. Everyone is just slightly on edge, anticipating what they’ll do, what might come next, yet you keep your smiles as always.
You’re going about your business in Waterfall, quietly picking through the trash. You can’t help but think that soon you won’t 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 wouldn’t eat it, but it’s kind of cool to look at.
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 can’t 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.
For several long moments, you can’t 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 hadn’t thought anything of them when you were searching- they grew in strange places down here- but now you can see there’s 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, “H-hey! Hey, are you okay? Are you hurt?” Of course they’re hurt from a fall like that! “Erm, you probably can’t talk, but, but just hold on, I’ll-”
...Oh my. It’s the human.
You can’t help but stare at them in dismay. You’re not sure what you expected, but the tiny child- they’re still in stripes!- is… not it. You’d kind of expected something with… fangs, maybe? Or claws or glowing red eyes or… or something other than just… a normal kid.
Well. They’re not exactly normal. They’re human. But still!
Shaking that off, you kneel down and look them over. They’re 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? You’re pretty rusty at it, but maybe…
Wait… that’s not right. Shouldn’t you be fighting them? Taking their soul? This is the perfect chance, while they’re sleeping and weak. But that just… feels wrong. Looking over them, you feel your chest squeeze uncomfortably. They’re still just a kid… can you really take a child’s soul? Even a human’s?
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. It’s at this moment that you realize no, you can’t take a child’s soul, human or not. You give them a lop-sided smile. “Um, hi! I’m… I’m glad to see you’re okay… You fell such a long way. I guess it’s a good thing these flowers are here, huh?”
The don’t respond. They’re 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 you’d expect would slow them down somewhat, but they just rush on.
“Will- will you be alright?” 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 they’re 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 human…
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 Barrier’s 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, you’re finally going to be free… but something feels… wrong. There’s something in the air. Something that makes you uncomfortable and wary. You’re not sure what it is. Maybe you’re still shaken from the strange event.
There’s a tug on your sleeve. You turn, surprised to see the human standing there, staring up at you. There’s an unusual light in their eyes.
Smiling, you kneel down to be closer to their height. “You really did it. You saved us. We’re going to see the sun again.”
They stare up at you. You wonder what’s going on in their head, but their face gives nothing away.
Then, abruptly, they smile again. It’s 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.
That strange feeling is back, but you push it down. You have packing to do, after all.
