Greetings Hyoo-mans!
It is I, the Great Composed-of-Opposites~!
But you can call me C.o.O. for short.
I have long since been a reader of 'the-fiction-of-the-fans...' I reluctantly decided it was time to share some of my writing with the world. This story features my Undertale OC Winafred, the daughter of Frisk and Sans. I am putting this out to test the waters so to speak. I love to write and am always looking to improve, so I would be grateful for any feedback that you'd all be willing to give. I hope you enjoy this prologue of Winafred's story and please leave a review!
More can be seen at the bottom hyoo-man readers!
A fifteen year old's brow twitched in irritation as she stomped down the street. The sun was starting to set and unsavory humans would go out looking for a fight at this time. Her mother, Frisk, had insisted she make some more friends, but she didn't know how, she wasn't exactly a fantastic conversationalist anyways. Winafred's pace slowed to a stop near a streetlight. Normally, it would fill her with determination, but tonight…. She gazed at its soft yellow glow, hoping as if somehow, it would will more friends into existence. A trash can clattered onto the ground in a nearby alleyway, breaking her stupor. She approached the fallen container with caution. Winafred did only have ten HP with zero DF. At the sound of rustling she froze. Two cats jumped out of the can, one chasing away the other with a yowl. They startled Winafred, making her fall back and land on her butt. The fall had made her lose two HP. She got up and groaned, rubbing her tender behind. As she stood all the way up, her head had the misfortune of meeting a metal pipe that jut out from the building's side. Her HP went down one as she yelped in pain.
Winafred instantly regret it when felt like she swallowed some dry ice and a red hot coal. Using her voice rather loudly, left her with only four HP. Winafred slid down the wall, clutching her throat. Purple hued tears rolled down the sides of her face. She dare not move as the pain refused to subside. A faint scuttling sound was heard but she ignored it. It wasn't until something wet and slimy swiped over her face, did she finally look up. All she saw was a large cupcake looking creature in front of her. It's wide maw open in a very excited grin. An eggplant colored tongue greeted her again when she had looked up. Winafred's body trembled with silent laughter at the creature's enthusiasm. Still smiling, she lifted its head checking for a collar. After all, it's not often you see any lesser monsters out and about after the evening.
The feeling of a cool metal dog tag filled her with determination.
Thanks for reading! Worry not I the Great C.o.O. will be adding more in the future, but I'm gonna be honest, I don't know how long it will take. My schedule is very. . .tight. In the mean time I figured on posting my other story. It too is a WIP, but I'd love to see what y'all think of both my stories, plus any constructive feedback or opinions you all could give. So please follow, favorite, and leave a review/comment! ;)