𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑:
🖋️. 🎨. 🦴
"Almooooost.... Dooone... " I mumbled as I painted one of my many canvases.This time I was only painting the background, which was a shade of warm tone colors, until I noticed I ran out of two of my colors- just great.
"Shoot, I don't happen to have anymore somewhere around here, do I? I asked myself, as I looked around the endless place.
There were au's hanged up from everywhere above me, yet not a single sight of extra paint....𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦-.
I sadly had no choice, but to get some more.... But where?
" hmmmm... Oo! I haven't went into that one for while- I wonder why..."
I thought about- maybe my scarf had it on there.
I looked at the notes on my scarf...oh yeah-
That happened.
"But I'm sure it won't happen again.... Right? " I asked myself, grabbing my vials (just in case) and left into the Au.
**✿❀ ❀✿**
Once I got there, I was teleported to what looked like a forest.
I remember I was here for something, but I don't remember why it would be in a forest.... 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 am I even here for?
Please don't tell me I forgot, again-!As soon as I was trying my best to remember my steps, I noticed my hands had some stuff on them, it was nice bright orange-
"PAINT! I was here for paint !" I exclaimed aloud, accidentally scaring a squirrel, that was trying to get a nut off the ground.
"Sorry." I whispered, as the squirrel ran off with the nut.𝘈𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘯𝘰𝘸.. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? I thought to myself. That was until I heard the noises of traffic.
So...I must be near a busy city- and in city's, there's stores, and in stores, there's 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩....wait- why do I need paint?"
I scratched my head, only to look at the paint on my pal- Ooooooooooh....yeah!
It would be to long to go across to the city on foot- oh well nothing my good ol Broomie can't fix.
I kissed my Broomie, and made a short cut there-
But when I did- there were people 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚-!
Cars, street preforms, Skaters, people walking with bags in there hands, baby strollers, men in suits, and so many, I couldn't keep 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠-!
They all came out of something, yet some went back in, and there was this weird old guy with a sign- "Peace and love".
....is- is HE 𝙉𝘼𝙆𝙀𝘿!? This truly was a Weird, city-!
I covered my eyes as I saw the guy stare at me, and turned around. Seeing all this commotion going on at once made me forget on why I was even here
(not only that, I have 𝙨𝙤 many question about that guy...𝙄𝘾𝙆-)
When I opened my eyes, I saw the paint on my hands once more, so I then remembered I needed more paint.
So instead of rethinking my "life" choices after what I just saw, I decided to go on my way to find some paint (and of course, to look around this huge city-...Despite THAT.)
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/297753005-288-k601117.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐬" A ink! sans x Reader
Fanfiction🖋️ A ink! Sans x Reader🎨 for all you 𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖘 ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁) This is one of my first WattPads so please don't judge ( ;∀;) I am trying to make this a Gender neutral fan fiction, so If Accidentally type a certain gender down for the Reader...