~ Sans AUs x Reader OneShots ~

~ EpicSwap Sans x Princess!Reader ~

:P sorry no drawing this time. I really don't feel like drawing at the moment TwT

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Sans was on guard duty at the moment. He walked down the large halls of the elegantly lit castle. The light of the setting sun sparkled through the beautiful glass windows and glowed on the paintings of the wall.

As Sans walked through the hall his metal boots clanked on the stone floor making a slightly loud noise. Sans continued to walk until he heard sniffing as he pasted a door.

Sans looked at the door to see it was slightly open. It was the Princess's room. Sans knew that he should mind his own business but he started to worry. Why was the Princess crying like that. Sans stood there for a hot minute-looked down the hall-then back at the door.

Sans raised a gloved hand and knocked on the door. "Your majesty? Are you alright?" Sans kept his hand raised up. He waited for a reply but there was no answer, but the sobbing continued.

"Princess (Y/N)?" Sans tried again. "Is everything alright?"

Again no answer.

Sans lightly pushed open the door and saw the Princess sitting on her bed, back towards the door. "Princess? I heard crying, are you doing alright?"

The Princess flinched a little then turned around to see Sans peaking through the door. "I'm completely fine." (Y/N) answered. Mascara ran down her face.

"Your majesty, you're not alright." Sans opened the door just a little more. "May I?" He asked, asking if he could come into the room.

(Y/N) nodded, letting him come in. Sans fully stepped in then closed the door behind him. He took a few steps forwards to the Princess but kept his distance.

"If I may ask, what happened?" Sans asked concerned. (Y/N) turned away and faced the open window in front on them both.

"Royalty issues. . .I have to get married to some other snobby prince I don't even know." (Y/N) said and whipped her face basically smearing the mascara a bit on her face and onto her hand.

"I'm sorry this is happening to you." Sans said. A pang of jealousy struck his soul. "Your majesty-"

"(Y/N)." The Princess said. "I've told you many times you can call me by my name. Your my friend Sans."

"R-right. (Y/N), why do you have to get married." Sans asked.

"W-well you do know that my mother can't rule forever and she's comping of age. You have to have to be married in order be the next ruler." (Y/N) said.

"I'm sorry." Sans said.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." (Y/N) sighed and whipped her face again.

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Sans sat in the guards room thinking.

"SANS!!" A voice yelled to catch his attention. It was his brother Papyrus. Papyrus leaned against a wall in his giant yellow jacket and had his arms crossed. "You're never usually thinking this hard."

Sans sighed. "Yeah I know."

"Whats on you mind?" Papyrus pushed himself off the wall and sat next to sans.

"The Princess." Sans mumbled a bit.

"We'll yeah, we all know you got a crush on her-"

"PAPS!!" Sans interrupted his brother and his skull lit up a bright purple. "No, the Princess has a forced marriage." Sans buried his face into his gloved hands.