The Ghost (Sans X Street Racer Reader)

A Ghost Gets Arrested

Sans POV

After [Y/N] left Frisk's place, I teleported home. It was getting dark, Paps would be in bed soon, and I could assume my identity of The Ghost once more. It'd been quite interesting, her trying to figure out who I was under the hood, I'm honestly glad I met her. When we raced the first night, I was hella impressed by her loyalty to the family. Taking on the cops can scare many, but to protect everyone, she risked herself. That'd caught my attention. I did NOT expect to meet her outside the races when she nearly hit me. That'd been coincidence at its finest. I took the opportunity to get to know her though, going through my normal charade. It's humorous how much she reminded me of myself. I'd dropped clues for her here and there. When she did figure it out, oh man.. the way her face changed. Flipping from frustrated to contemplative to absolute shock, hilarious. I wonder what she'll do when I get there? I read Paps his story before changing. I took of my blue jacket in favor of a black hoodie, kicked of my slippers and slipped black jeans over my shorts, tied on my boots, and slipped on my mask, making sure the voice changer was in working order before teleporting to fetch my Charger and to the race.

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Your POV

You waited for him and when he got here, you walked up to him. "Heya Vixen."
"Hey... Ghost." You weren't telling his secret, no. It wasn't your secret to tell. He went silent. You crossed your arms. "Today was an experience." He snickered. "Oh I'm sure."
"You're a really good brother, you know that?" He chuckled. "I try to be. I hope this revelation helps your problem." You gasped and punched him. "You enjoyed watching me suffer, didn't you?" You pouted, making him laugh. "Maybe just a little." He joked. "I can't just tell people these things and I like the challenge, if I'm being honest." It was kinda satisfying... figuring it out on your own. "Fine, I forgive you. Does teleporting really drain your magic?" He nodded. "Well yeah, it is magic. You'd be surprised how exhausting it is getting that thing here." You tilted you head. "Then why don't you just drive?"
"Hard to get through the crowd. I'm usually the last to get here."

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It occurred to you when the race was starting that you'd have to talk to him about relationship status. Were you together? Were you not? You really didn't know- holy crap Sans took you on two dates... and was at your house! "Jeez the things he got away with without my knowledge.. we actually have A LOT in common." The race started and you zipped off. You had some new nos tanks installed to hopefully help boost your speed a bit. You took a turn when you saw the sirens. Not just one. Multiple. "Oh shi-" You skidded left while all the racers scattered. You had a squad car on your tail. You knew it wasn't going to be as easy to shake off as the previous ones. They'd been ready for everyone. Where'd Sans been? He wasn't caught in that mass of cops, was he? The chime of the railroad crossing started up. A train was coming.. a way to lose the police. You headed right for it, hitting the nos just as you broke through the barricade. You sped way from the rushing train and trapped cops as you headed to the finish.

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Who knew winning would be so nerve-racking. You paced the length of your car, hoping that your parents and Sans made it out ok. One after another, people pulled up and congratulated you, only to leave again. Your parents showed up, thank the stars, and so did Undyne. "Where's Ghost?" None of them knew. Soon enough people stopped showing up leaving you, Undyne, and the dogs of Ghost's Garage waiting. ("You don't think..") Mom murmured. "That's.. he wouldn't be.." Dad shifted his stance uneasily. "Woof woof!"
"He's caught." Doggo's ear twitched. "He's gotta be."
"We've gotta get him out then!" Undyne snapped. "We don't know guys.. he is the obvious target, he may have had to withdraw for the night.." You hoped. "And if he is caught?" Undyne asked. "I know exactly who to go to get him out."