(Alright! Hello! Let's get right into this shall we!?)
"Let's see…" sans trailed off as he quickly skimmed the first part of the book. It was dark in the warehouse, except for some windows at the very top, so you were surprised he COULD read. "Alright, you see, magic to us monsters is like breathing, it's natural. But for humans like you, it takes practice. Most monsters wouldn't even know how to teach this, but lucky for you, I had trouble breathing as a kid, so I know how this is done. Now then, try to focus your soul." he directed. I closed my eyes and focused on my soul, or at least what I think is a soul, I had no idea what it was.
Then, it just kinda hit me. I saw a (f/c) heart, and somehow I knew, this was my soul. "Alright, I think I see it." I say, my eyes still squeezed shut. "Alright, now imagine your soul, uh…" he lost his train of thought, wondering what to do now. "How about, um, picture a box around your soul." he commanded. I did as I was told and pictured a white box around my soul.
"Okay." I said. "Good, now imagine bones surrounding your soul. BUT don't make them touch it." You thought about a box made out of bones surrounding your soul, but for some odd reason, you couldn't fully imagine the bones. You thought harder, but you still couldn't do it!
Since this entire time you had your eyes closed, you didn't notice that around you, little dents in the concrete floor were appearing around you, barely noticeable if you looked. But Sans saw this, and his eyes grew wide at it. You opened your eyes, giving into defeat. "I can't picture the bones." you said plainly "How about we try again tomorrow kid." he said with a hint of shock from the dents. "Alright," you replied, tired anyway.
The next few weeks passed by the same way, dents. I would try my hardest, and to me, I failed every time. Today was Monday, aka bully day. Every Monday, it seemed like every bully was out and about, picking on little kids and others like them. The teachers used to try to stop them, but now it seemed like the purge.
As I walked, I saw (b/n) bullying a new kid named Frisk. Frisk was honestly the quietest human I ever laid eyes on. They were currently being picked on by (b/n), and I couldn't stand it! Seeing Frisk get picked on, and knowing that somehow I could stop it, filled me with determination!
"Hey! (b/n)!" I yelled to where he shoved Frisk into a locker. Classic shakedown, I thought. They turned to stare at me with their terrible eyes of death. Still, I continued. "Why don't you pick on someone who can actually fight back!" they replied with "You think you fight back!?" he asked, laughing. A small crowd had formed. I simply shrugged at the bully. Then an idea popped in my head, and I did that get over here sign they did in those movies. At this he seemed to steam like blow pipe, running at you. If I could learn to use magic at any time, let it be now! Panicking, I quickly thought of a bone right in front of my soul. Through determination, I managed to make a small, twig like bone break out of the ground, barely noticeable. It appears in front of the bully, tripping him and breaking the bone.
Going along with it, I hid the happiness on your face and said "If you keep tripping, I won't need to fight back. You'll trip and break your head. Oh, wait, It's already broken." As I said this, I crossed my arms and leaned on my locker, a smug look on my face. "Why you!" he got up and charged like a bull, tripping again on a second small bone. I simply kept creating these as he got closer. Then as he got close enough to grab me, I dodged to the left as a bone, bigger this time, smashed through my locker and hit him square in the nose.
I noticed as it dissipated, the locker seemed like it never broke. From the punch, he stumbled and fell down, rubbing his broken nose. The surrounding kids snickered silently, not wanting to be attacked by the bully later. "Wha-what was that!" he seemed surprised by the bleached bone that hit him. "Wow seemed tripping all over did a skele-ton of damage to that nose." No one laughed, but when the bully furrowed his brows, I knew he got the message.
He simply got up, stared at me, still caressing his nose, and walked off to the nurse's office. I knew I was gonna have a talk with the principle later, and a possible encounter, but with all the witnesses, I had a lot of support, I hoped. As I recollected my train of thought, I heard the bell ring. Shoot! I'm late! I ran a corner to dash past a couple of students and ran to the end of the hall, where my first period was. I walked into class, only to realize I were now sweating, when it was only the 5 minute bell. I practically facepalmed.
After my last period, I started to walk home. As I walked home, Frisk ran up to me. I looked down at the slightly shorter human, as they signed something with their hands. I had no idea what they said. I gave them a questioning look, and they looked slightly frustrated. Then they pulled out a small notepad that had lots of words in it. In it they wrote the words thank you in big letters. I suddenly understood. They're mute! "It was nothing." I said smoothly. When could I talk this smoothly to anyone? Knowing I helped someone out today, and made a new friend, it filled me with determination. But, I had the strangest feeling that they weren't just a friend, but an ally against something dark in your destiny.
(welp! This was in my opinion, a lot better than the first one, which was in my opinion pretty bad. But yeah, in case you didn't realize, this is DEFINITELY not a love fan fiction, this is just a cool story I whipped up to warm up my writing brain. I hope you guys enjoy this series, I'm planning to have a couple more fight scenes, the last one kind of like a show down. This one, without spacing paragraphs, reached 2 pages in google docs! Finally, I'd like to thank a friend that motivated me today, the 8th of September. Without him I would not have finished this today.[P. S friend, I'll role play with you eventually I swear!]. Alright guys! Have a great day, I'll try to post between Monday-Friday.)