Always and Forever, That's my Promise || AU Sans x Reader

Like a Rock

And so, he sank into the sea. Deeper and deeper. The water had flooded his nonexistent lungs, taking the air up in large pockets as he watched.

As a last pathetic attempt at freeing himself from this watery prison, Sans reached out weakly.

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Hoping

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Hoping for someone

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Anyone

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But nobody came.

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Only a few fingers were able to move at his own will, other than the entire mass of his bony arm.

'It's so heavy...' he thought, 'isn't it s'possed *tibia* light, huh?' Chuckling at his own joke, Sans' pinpricks started to diminish, light slowly fading...

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'what in the motherfuck?'

Sans opened up his sockets to find he was on land, but still very...damp...

As he stood up he noticed that the area around him was a wild wheat field? The stuff was almost taller than him too... 'ugh, why did paps have to get the tall genes?'

And there was a human too- wait what?

Putting on his hood, he spoke.

"uh, heyo bud, so where am i exactly?" He moved towards you. Acting as if everything was fine. Who knew those acting classes with Paps, Undyne, and Alphys were gonna be helpful? Why? 'Cause, well, he wasn't fine.

He was in front of a human.

After he had just seemingly drowned.

And not to mention, they weren't the kid!

If anything, he should have been screaming out 'What the fuck, oh what the fuck, where's Paps? Where am I? I swear if you don't answer me-' and so forth.

Even if he was thinking it.

"Hey, you okay? You've kinda been spacing out..."

'shit.'

"heh, whoops, sorry but that..", clearing his throat he spoke again "so... where exactly am i?"

You just gave him a face, a 'I'm done with the world now, death please take me' kinda thing.

"I-" cutting yourself off, you sighed, putting your fingers on the bridge of your nose which in turn made you look even more done with everything.

"As I said before, I. Don't. Know. I kinda just poofed here and stuff...I think..." your expression changed to one of concern as you mentioned the 'poofing'.

Looking over to the skeleton, you asked a question with the same concerned look.

"Um, are you okay? You're kinda..." You pointed at him.

" ...Y'know..."

Ah, he forgot about that, after panicking and all the talking you were doing.

"oh yeah, that. nothing these ol' bones can't handle." Speaking of which, the wet hood on his skull was becoming more of a nuisance, he couldn't see well and the drips of water were dangerously close to his eye sockets...

"You sure? Uh- never mind, is this some... weird fever dream, maybe...?"

Huh, so you didn't know either. He'd seen purgatory and this...definitely wasn't it. Way too pleasant for that.

...Then how wasn't he dead?

He needs find out more, what were you even doing before this? Trusting you was not an option, so he'll just have to find a way to make you slip.