Apocalyptic (Feralapocalypse Reader Insert)

It's a Feral Date

Soul Synchronizing had been something else. It was hard to explain just how much closer you felt to Sans after that. You weren't really sure if it was because he opened you up to everything or because your souls were in sync for what felt like forever. Maybe it was both. "ya know, i think i'm going to take you out. some fancy restaurant or something." You snorted. "You're going to take me on a date after that?" Sans chuckled. "yup." Like that, Sans was gone. You rolled your eyes good-naturedly. "Here we go again." You got up and stretched, figuring that you should probably get ready for this date. "When's the last time I've been to a restaurant?" You wondered outloud as you took a quick shower and brushed out your hair. You changed into a [F/C] long-sleeve and jeans. You styled your hair to the way you liked it and tied on a pair of [S/F/C] tennis shoes. To finish the look, you put on your (Sans) jacket and zipped it halfway up. "whew, look at you, gorgeous~" Sans purred, walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around you.

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Sans went to get ready himself, with you waiting patiently in a beanbag chair. A comfy one. You could fall asleep here... you could just close your eyes for a sec.. "aw, falling asleep on me? surely i'm not that boring." Your eyes snapped open to look at a slightly blushing, highly amused Sans in front of you wearing a white tux with a yellow tie. "... I've always wondered what you'd look like in a tux." You mumbled as he held a hand out to you. You took it and he pulled you up, quickly trapping you in his embrace once more. You were gone in an instant, the momentary darkness that came with his shortcuts ecasing your vision, before you ended up on a patio overlooking the city. "Wow.. I mean, we've walked the streets a lot, and been on the hospital roof, but I don't think I've ever seen just how much of the city nature has reclaimed.." Sans nodded, keeping his arm around you in a comfortable hug. In the fourish, fivish years that the city had been overrun, once neatly trimmed lawns were filled with wild grass and flowers, saplings and grass growing through cracks in the streets.

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Naturally you and Sans had to make your own 'fancy' dinner and you had tried to make something fancy... it just didn't turn out. You both got a good laugh out of it though, so that definitely wasn't all bad. There was a few ferals that scared the crap out of you but it wasn't anything a squirt bottle couldn't handle. Seriously, for some reason if you squirted a feral in the face they would jump and run off like a cat. It had Sans laughing his tail off seeing it the first time. "i'd be offended too if someone just randomly squirted me in the face." So you tried to squirt Sans, only to result in a water war. You definitely would have been kicked out if the restaurant was up and running. Especially when the water war became an all out food fight, courtesy of Sans. He dumped flour on your person so you cracked an entire carton of eggs over his head... it just escalated from there, both of you laughing and having fun. You and Sans both needed this after the trials of the cure and soul syncing.

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By the time you finally came to a truce, yours and Sans clothes and hair were in ruins. "heh, you look like you've been attacked by a feral food monster."
"That's not a thing! ... is it?" You questioned. "pfft- no." You huffed at him. "Well, you don't look much better. Plus your suit WAS white. Will you be able to get those stains out?"
"you kidding? i'm probably burning this once we are done here." You both burst into stupid giggles. "So how do you expect to make dinner with our supply over us and the kitchen?" You questioned. Sans hummed and licked some peanut butter (don't ask) off your cheek. "dunno, you taste pretty good~" He teased as you erupted into a furious blush. "seriously though, i've got a solution." He disappeared for a good minute before he was back. He held up a subway bag. "peace offering?" Oh stars, Subway actually sounded amazing. "All is forgiven, let's eat!" You scrambled out to the dinning area and back onto the patio with Sans watching with amusement and love in his sockets. "she's too perfect.." He murmured to himself, happy to have you at his side.

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All and all it had been one of the most successful dates you'd ever been on with Sans. "hey gracious?" You hummed as you exited the bathroom, freshly showered (again) and in some comfy pajamas. "we need to talk." You flopped into that beanbag chair. "Ooookay? What about? Is something wrong?" He shook his head. "no, no.. it's a skeleton thing.. that all skeletons go through every five to ten years.." You quirked a brow. "Which is..?" Sans rubbed the back of his neck uneasily. "a... rut. breeding week, pretty much. i'll be going into rut here soon and i, uh, wanted to inform you before it happened to see if i should go or not." You sat up. "Breeding week..?" He nodded. "if you aren't ready for, uh, little ones, i'll have to remove myself from the area for a week." Kids. Did you want kids? This early in a relationship? That... didn't seem like a good idea. Not now, there was so many other things to do. "What about Dogaressa?" Sans shook his head. "She's already mated, so i won't even try with her. she'll come with me." You nodded slowly. "I'll miss you while you're gone.." Sans smiled and kissed you. "i'll miss you too, but i've still got a few days."
"Let's make the best of them then."