Written in a combination with myself and Rinji.
Based on a picture created by me.
"Everything sucks forever."
It was a morose line spoken by a blue cat holding a baseball bat, the business end of it stained with blood from a smashed skull of some poor soul she thought was "shapes." Her name? Mae Borowski. Mae's whole adult life has been like this, one clusterfuck after another. Reality has become twisted for her. Depression, derealization, dissociation, anxiety, and ADHD. Those five things and possibly more sum up this backward bent cat's life.
Mae's bat dragged behind her along the ground as she walked, wandering aimlessly, never knowing where she would end up. Seemed moving about was one of the few things she knew to do to keep from completely losing her mind, though that in itself was a stretch.
The streets were empty and quiet. No cars on them at all, save for a couple of bikes parked outside the diner they frequented. The place looked like it hadn't changed much since it used to be run by her parents before they died in an accident together years ago. And so, Mae wandered. Her feet carried her down a hidden downward sloping passage into an underground tunnel. Things started looking weird the further she went. It was like a literal interpretation of "going down the rabbit hole"; though, for her, this wasn't different from what she perceives as reality.
She could hear voices coming from somewhere above her. Voices that seemed to come from nowhere, yet seemed to follow her every move. Voices that sounded like they belonged to someone else entirely. They weren't pleasant either; they were harsh and full of anger and hate. And then there was the fact that these voices were accompanied by strange noises too, sounds that made her feel very uncomfortable and unsettled. Before she knew it, she was in some strange land she had never seen before. There were bits of civilization scattered about here and there. And...were those monsters? She saw some strange goat lady doing some kind of yard work. But all she saw was...
That same "thing" in Mae's mind snapped again, and next thing she knew, she started swinging. The goat lady never saw it coming as polished wood collided with bone. The sound of cracking could be heard and blood splattering, followed by an unexpected changing of the body into dust.
Mae stood there in the aftermath and stared down at the dust pile.
"Stupid shapes." she said, with chilling calm.
Mae was about to walk on when she heard the sound of footsteps nearby. She looked toward the sound and saw...a skeleton in a hoodie walking around the corner of the house?
The eye sockets were empty holes devoid of any indication of life. Little she knew there usually were glowing dots in there. This street clothes-wearing skeleton had a shit-eating grin on his face that seemed frozen in place. But behind that supposed grin, however, was something akin to pure murderous rage. Though Mae was oblivious to many things, she could easily see the truth in someone's facial expression despite any facade they may try to put on.
"Well, it seems you've been busy." The skeleton said. "Not often I see a cat with such an aggressive streak...outside of scratching the couch, of course."
"Who are you?" Mae asked, as though he were just some passing stranger in the park.
He shrugged. "Since you asked, My name is-"
The skeleton glowed with blue energy. Suddenly, sharp bony spikes protruded from its body down the length of its spine and its head; roundish at first and became elongated. It's left eye glowed this back and forth blue and yellow. Its equally bony hands formed sharp claws. That frozen grin turned to one of pure rage as that blue energy seeped from its see-thru jaws and hands like flame. It's head became a draconic shape.
"Sans." the skeleton finally replied, before adding, "And I got you meow!"
"I'm a cat and I find that offensive." Mae quipped.
But Sans wasn't playing around as he swung its lethally sharp claws at her. Mae jumped back before bringing her bat up and swinging. The bat nailed Sans in his arm, jerking it sideways. But unlike this friend he spoke of, it didn't seem to have much effect.
Sans swung again, catching Mae in the cheek with two of his claws, which caused two gashes to appear. Warm blood rushed down the cat's cheek, which triggered her adrenaline. Her eyes turned red, and the once aimless and jaded cat turned into something out of a nightmare. Her bat glowing as blue as san's eye.
"DIE!" she shrieked as she charged Sans and swung the baseball bat with twice the force as before. The bat connected with the side of his head and, partially thanks to his momentary stun, shattered part of it. A spray of blue particles went in every direction. Mae's eyes went wide as she dropped the bat and put her hands to her mouth. She received a moment of clarity.
"Oh my God, what did I do?" she asked herself out loud.
Before she could do anything else, the particles swirled back into place, leaving no trace that anything was amiss.
"Heh heh..." the skeleton laughed, quite amused. "Good one, kitty. You almost had me."
Mae smirked, grabbing her bat from the ground. The clarity was gone as quickly as it came. "Almost."
Sans held out his hand and a blue glow emanated from it. Four tiny lights appeared in his palm and flew around in a circle for a few seconds before flying at Mae.
Mae easily knocked them out of the park with her bat. "You have to do better than that."
Sans clenched his fist, and the lights flew back into his hand. "You're pretty good. Most humans don't even see that attack coming."
"Then they're really missing out," Mae said, getting into her stance again.
"Heh, maybe you'd like it here. We could use someone like you around here."
Mae smirked. "Well, let me think about it...No." She dug in and launched herself up. She wanted an attack from the air, aiming for his thick head.
Sans got his hands up and directed that blue energy to form a barrier of bones that intensified in brightness as the bat hit it. The bat partially disintegrated on contact, leaving it little more than a warped piece of wood.
Despite the problem Mae was now facing, she went back in for another attempted blow with what currently remained of her bat. She was still being spurred on by adrenaline, bleeding and mindless murderous intent. It was a bad move, to say the least, when Sans' attack plunged straight through Mae's right shoulder and pinned her to a nearby tree.
Even more blood was being spilled from the cat now as Sans had her trapped.
"You killed my friend, in cold..." he began to say, when Mae interrupted.
"Cold what? Blood?" she asked in that sudden chilling calm, made even more chilling by the current situation at hand. "All I saw was a bunch of shapes..."
"Here's a shape you might like..." Sans raged. He snapped his finger, and a Gaster Blaster appeared in front of her. "Say goodnight, furball."
"You first, bonehead." Mae said unnaturally calmly as she shifted her bat to her left hand and swung it at the blaster just before the blast. It annihilated the tree next to her before disintegrating. It gave her enough time to pull the bone from her shoulder and close the distance between her and Sans.
Sans attempt to drive bones from the ground and into the charging feline, but she was too fast. He blinked, and she was in front of him.
Sans could not defend himself against it at such close range, and the bat had just enough mass and density to knock his head right off his body and send it flying a few dozen feet away. What remained of Sans' skeletal body lost its green glow and soon turned into dust at Mae's feet. His head remained intact, taking a little longer to follow suit.
Mae clutched her freed right shoulder. Her entire right arm was almost entirely useless now from that gaping wound she now had. She walked over to the head and saw that the blue energy that emanated from his head was fading. The blue and yellow glow of its left eye also disappeared as the skull morphed back into its original roundish shape. That shit-eating grin had also managed to return. Just then, he spoke one last time.
"Don't think you'll be able to leave here alive. There's a lot of monsters that now have a bone to pick with you." he said as his eyes went blank once more and his skull fell into dust.
Mae stood there, staring down at the smaller dust pile.
"Urg, stupid puns..." she said as she walked off, undeterred by Sans' warning.
Her only thought was, she needed a new bat now. Maybe that fish lady had one for sale...
"I could go for some fish tacos."
THE END