Your P.O.V
Your laying in bed listening to your mp3 player, volume up as loud as it can go. But it doesn't block out the screams and shouting from what's going on downstairs. Yea your stupid alcoholic parents can get THAT loud. You attempt to help block out the arguing by dancing to the music you were trying to listen to.
You get out of bed and start swinging your hips to the beat. You twist and twirl without a care in the world. You turn and look at yourself in the mirror as you wiggle like an idiot to the song. You get really into the music till a loud crash down downstairs followed by the eeriest shriek yet interupts your 'graceful' dancing.
You pause the music and take out your earbuds. You walk up to your door and gently put your head against it to hear what's going on down there. Which you normally wouldn't want to do, but the argument seems to be getting a little more serious than all the other ones.
"Do-n't y-ou daare te-ll me what to-o do b-itch!!" Your father shouts, he's so drunk you can barely tell what he's saying.
"I-LL KIL-L YOUU!! NO, IL-L KILL Y-OU BO-TH!" he dramatically starts to raise his voice, and you begin to panick at his words.
Your mother finally replies "NOT I-F I KI-LL YO-U F-IRST YOUU ASS-HOLE!"
Oh god they're going to kill each other!! Oh no, oh no, oh no, I have to stop them somehow!
You quickly open your door and rush down stairs to the kitchen. "STOOOOP!" You scream.
Your mother is holding a knife and your father is holding an empty beer bottle. There is broken dishes and glass all over the floor. You noticed your mothers head was already bleeding a little on her forehead.
They both stop what they were doing and just stare at you for a moment, then a flash of anger fills there eyes.
Your father throws his beer bottle straight at your head, you duck just in time and it shatters on the wall behind you, tiny glass fragments ricochet and scratch your back.
You stand back up and dash to your room for safety, with him following behind.
You make it in your bedroom and slam the door, but...you don't have a lock. You start to panick and scan your room for something to block your door with.
Aha! You grab your desk chair and prop it up against the door just in time because the door starts to shake violently as he trys to break down it down. You know that's not going to last long but it will give you some time.
You grab your backpack and open your closet, you had a food stash ready to go, because you have thought about running away before but never went through with it. Your glad you kept all the food in your closet.
You grab the grub and stuff it in your pack. Slip on some shoes and grab a lighter that you kept in your room. Then finally the last thing you could manage to salvage was your favorite stuffed panda bear koko.
Your father successfully knocks down the door and you rush to your open window and stick your leg out preparing to jump down a two story house.
You look up at the sky as water falls from the clouds, your a little hesitant at first, you glance back at the open door to a very angry drunk man. Your adrinaline kicks in and you launch yourself out the window.
You painfully land on your feet but slip on the muddy ground and fall straight on your tush. You feel a shocking sensation crawl from the bottoms of your feet all the way up to your head. You try to shake off the pain as you hear your dad yelling not very nice things from the window. You stumble back to a stand and start off toward mt. Ebott in the rain.
Your running at this point, not really having a plan prepared, your just going off your adrenaline right now. Scared and confused you sprint down the flooded streets till you come to a stop at the mt. Ebott sign next to a wooded trail going off road into the forest. It looks dark and gloomy, the rain doesnt really help either but your not going to turn back now.
You step onto the trail and start walking down the path deeper and deeper into the mountain woods.
It strangely got really quiet as your a good ways into the woods. The sound of the rain dies down as your protected by the big trees as it catches the water's fall. All you can really hear is your footsteps sloshing on the wet ground and a slight wind flowing through the trees and a few drops of water that escaped the leaves grasp here and there.
It kinda creeps you out for some reason, you start to quicken your pace as you look for a dry spot to set camp, like a cave or under a big tree.
You keep walking and looking around. Maybe you could make a tree house! That would be cool.
*GASP*
A vine somehow gotten wrapped around your foot right in front of a gaping hole in the ground.
When in the world did that hole get there!
You wave your arms in a motion to try to keep your balance...but it didn't help.
You go spiraling down cavern, blackness swallowing your whole body.
It was like you were Alice falling down the rabbit's hole. You just keep falling and falling. You can't see a thing. Your blind and all you can feel is the falling sensation.
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Next thing you know, your opening your eyes to Bright light filling your vision, you shield your eyes with your arm. You realize your laying down on something soft, you slowly sit up and notice you were just chilling on some yellow flowers.
"Where in the world am I?" You whisper to yourself.
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Undertale (Sans X Reader)
FanfictionYou ran away from home and you plan on never coming back, so you pack your bag and run away. You head towards the mountian, where there is no civilization and plan to set camp there, but somehow you manage to trip and fall down a magical cavern fill...
