Bad Sanses x Reader: Parody Version

Parody Sixteen - Traveling Through Clichés III

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Book: "Bad sanses x Child!Reader"
Author: WALLARTIST
Chapter: Massacre- C7
Site: Quotev

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Y/N and Silvya rolled on the ground again, exhausted. Y/N grumbled. "This is absolutely not ideal for me. I didn't expect that Gaster to be too sly and quick to react. I'm tired and hungry and I want to go back to studying human minds." They said.

Silvya chuckled. "Oh dude, admit it that you're having fun. Besides, don't you feel masochistic flirting yourself wherever story we go? Tss."

"Well, no. That was for entertainment purposes." Y/N said, "And can you change your name? It sounds like a girl's name."

"I told you the author was inspired by the name Sylvia in the Avenoir x-reader book, remember? Besides, I'm gender-neutral. It doesn't matter whether my name's for a boy or girl, I could be both."

"Fair enough."

Both of them checked the place they were in and Y/N immediately figured out they were in a mansion again. Y/N noticed Y/N#5 getting dressed in shorts and a cat t-shirt. They pulled Silvya to hide behind the wall. "That's other me. Y/N#5. They're a kid."

"Hm, now why would someone ship a kid with a cold-blooded, not-even-canon villain group?" Silvya said genuinely curious. Y/N shrugged and replied that anything can happen in a Fandom. "Fandom is for fun. Anyone can do whatever stuff they want to do." Y/N said.

Y/N#5 picked something in the dresser. Y/N scrutinized the object and identified it was a pocket knife with a note on it. "Looks like the kid wasn't raised well." They said.

"Agreed." Silvya replied, surprised that Y/N#5 seemed to like the pocket knife. "Kids with knives these days can stake a whole AU. Anyway, we have to follow them until that Gaster appears."

Y/N nodded. "I assume they'll be going to school, since there's the bag and all. The bad sanses#5 are causing a commotion downstairs, probably in the kitchen because it smells like something is burning, so we can just go straight out and make sure we don't get caught. Sneaking in the school will be simple."

"And this is why I brought you with me." Silvya laughed and winked. Y/N gagged.

While following Y/N#5 to school, Y/N noted that nobody was approaching the kid and they seemed happy that nobody is disturbing them. "Silvya, I think they're a victim of bullying. That's why they hated walking all the way here. They weren't too thrilled to get bullied. Besides, feeling happy about holding a pocket knife emanates both suspicious, depressed, and cuckoo. The kid definitely has awful parents- or rather, had awful parents considering that the bad sanses#5 are in their mansion now. Either the parents were killed by them or they died accidentally. How do I know that Y/N#5 is bullied and not just a proud introvert or an anti-social psychopath? The people around the kid looked at them in disgust and some made fun of them too. Y/N#5's happiness also seems rather relief instead of pleasure of aloneness. But most of all, it's just my sharp intuition kicking in. And my intuition is mostly correct." Y/N whispered to their comrade.

"Gee, you could see that much? You should practice how to play dumb in reading people's privacy. I wouldn't want mine exposed." Silvya said, giving them a get-a-hold-of-yourself look.

"Actually, I could spare a few details about you right now, but I can respect yours and keep it shut."

"Good, shut it. Because I have a feeling your few details aren't few."

They stalked Y/N#5 for two hours until lunch. Y/N#5 sat down with a hotdog and juice on their hands. A voice interrupted their peace. "Oh wow!" A girl named Samantha yelled. "I thought you were DEAD!"