Y/n POV
After scaring the skeletons-I still can't believe there are actual skeletons in my house!-I walked into the kitchen before realizing. . . I never pet the axe down!
Grimacing slightly at my own stupidity I carefully leaned it against the counter, out of the way of unsuspecting legs, and went to the cabinets.
After collecting all of the ingredients I needed for my breakfast-plus extras for the skeletons; I may not like them being there but I have enough manners to at least be a good host-I washed my hands and began to cook.
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I finally finished cooking my f/f and a couple of other breakfast foods for the . . . guests. The timer on my coffee machine went off as I was plating the food before turning around.
"GAH!" I shouted.
Right behind me stood one of the less scary looking skeletons. They were about an inch or two taller than me and wore a white t-shirt and blue jacket that seemed to have fluff on the hood . . . I was honestly very tempted to grab it just to see if it was actually fluffy.
Anyways, as I was noticing these things I quickly adjusted my grip on the plates of food I was holding and backed up a step, it honestly seemed to amuse him.
"Heya pal, no need to jump out of your SKIN, I just wanted to introduce myself" the skeleton said with a smile, grin . . . what do I call that look? He looked kind of strained and his . . . smile? Looked fake.
"The names Sans, Sans the skeleton but you can call me Classic" he said, holding out his hand for a shake.
Cautiously, after setting the food on the counter behind me, I shook his hand when all of a sudden
"Brrrrrt"
I was flabbergasted. He did the Whooping Cushion in the Hand Trick! I can't believe I fell for that!
While I was still despairing over the fact I fell for such a trick, San-er Classic was. . . shaking.
Why was he shaking! And then I heard a chuckle, and then another. He was laughing at me! "Ah the old whooping cushion in the hand trick, it never gets old" he said.
While I was a little peeved he got me, I also noticed that his smile was more genuine than before and he had relaxed slightly.
Suddenly, I had an idea on how to even the playing field. With a small smirk I open my mouth and say "yeah it's a real CLASSIC".
He suddenly stopped laughing and stared at me in complete shock before a huge grin covered his face, real and genuine, before he started laughing so hard that he was doubled over.
Grinning even wider I said "geez I didn't think you would find this so HUMERUS, if BONELY I knew, I had a SKELE-TON of jokes I could have used".
He was now laughing so hard I almost missed what he said next. "Yeah these are RIBDICULOUS".
Suddenly we were both laughing. After a bit I heard shuffling and looked up to see . . . More skeletons. Some looked completely exasperated by us while others were shaking with held back laughter.
"How long have you guys been there?" I asked. One of the tall skeletons answered, "WE HAVE BEEN HERE SINCE THE FIRST PUN HUMAN".
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A Needed Change
FanfictionY/n L/n has been living alone with their nightmares for a long time. What happens when a skele-ton of monsters appear in their house? Will Y/n accept them and their flaws or send them packing. You'll just have to read and find out. . . . . No skelet...
