You traded out the stolen Charger so you wouldn't get caught. You were testing out your new Mazda MX-5 out on the streets when someone idiot stepped out onto the road. You slammed on your breaks, hoping you didn't hit the guy. You few out of the vehicle looking for signs of blood or dust. "whew. that was close." You turned to see a skeleton leaning against your car. "Are you ok?! Why'd you step in the road!?" He pointed at the crosswalk. "you were running a red light. i had the right away." You felt stupid now. "Uh.. is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"
"sure. drive me around for the rest of the day and we'll call it even. no cops involved." That was.. reasonable. "Deal."
You got in on the driver's side, him the passenger. "nice car." You rolled your eyes. "Don't tell me you want it now."
He laughed. "nah, nah. i'm good with what i got. i'm sans, by the way."
"[Y/N]. Where to first?" He chuckled. "store. my bro insisted that i do the shopping today." Not to bad. You could do shopping. (No I can't 😑)
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You were going to stay in the car, but Sans insisted that you come in too. You found out why rather quickly. "I'm your driver, not your servant." He skimmed through the condiments, picking out a six pack of ketchup. "can't carry 'em all myself, so i thought you could be a pal." You sweat dropped. "I.. geuss?" There was no harm in carrying groceries. Except at the end you were carrying all the groceries. "Why.."
"sorry bud, i'm lazy. thanks for this though." You looked away, trying to be mad. You failed. "Your welcome.. where next..?" Sans was already climbing in. "laundry mat."
"Something else this brother of yours asked you to do?" You asked as you climbed in yourself. He grinned. "yep. you're pretty quick." He winked. You shook your head. "This is going to be a long day.. isn't it.."
"only if ya make it one."
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Sans went in himself this time, thank the stars. You had an itch to go fast, you loved the adrenaline. It was your addiction.. but there was no way you were going to do it with Sans in the car. You'd already pushed your luck running him over.. did you run him over? There was no impact, no resistance, but there was no way he could have gotten out of the way. Did he use magic? The rear door of the passenger side open and Sans put a basket down. He closed the back and climbed in once more. "alright. next gotta go to the bank and get rent money." You nodded and started driving once more. "Did I hit you?" He shook his head, trying not to laugh. "nah."
"How'd you get out of the way?" You asked, turning into the turn lane. "i teleported." You slammed on the breaks and turned on him. "You mean to tell me you can teleport, but I'm acting as you're free taxi?!" He held up his hand in surrender. "teleporting takes alot outta me, that's why I needed the ride.." With a heavy sigh, you accepted the story he gave you and continued on your way.
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After waiting forever, Sans came back. "here. for your service." You shook your head. "No. I'm good. I'm set actually." Sans chuckled. "you're one of those street racers, aren't ya?" You tried not to give yourself away. "Sorry Sans, I'm afraid you got the wrong idea. I don't take part in illegal activities." You said cooly. "except speeding and running red lights." He grinned comicly. "THAT WAS ONE TIME!" You sighed. "Where to next." His grin never left his face. "it's ok, you're secrets safe. i'm undecided myself. but if ya wanna race over to the office so i can pay the rent." "...really?"
"really, really." You stomped on the gas pedal and the car shot forward. Sans looked unbelievably relaxed, to the point where he looked like he was about to fall asleep. Did nothing phase this guy?
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You shook Sans awake. "huh? wha- oh." You grinned in amusement. "Wake up sleeping beauty. We're here." He yawned. "right, right. thanks kid." He left. You shook your head. "He's a strange one." You turned up the speakers a bit, thrumming along to the song as you waited. Soon enough he was back. "welp. that was all my errands. mind taking me home? my bro wouldn't mind feeding ya." You shrugged. "Eh. Why not. I've taken you this far." He chuckled. "that you did. i suggest not racing to my house though. papyrus is in the academy."
"He wants to become an officer?"
"'s his dream."
"And you?"
"meh. to lazy to think about it i guess."
"Figures, what's the address?"
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The Ghost (Sans X Street Racer Reader)
FanfictionIn this world, there are three kinds of people. The law, the outlaws, and the Undecided. Most monster outlaws are street racers, being adopted into a monster family you became one too. One thing everyone in the street racing business knows? Respect...
