"Horror!"
"Dust."
"Killer!"
"Cross."
"Error."
"...Fell."
Cry waved shyly. "Cry!"
You sighed. "Heyyo, I'm Y/N."
A weird skeleton emerged from the shadows, making the other bad sanses jump and ready their weapons.
"Hello there beauties! My name is Lust~" He said with an obnoxious smirk.
Fell was first to jump to his feet. "Wha- HOW THE F**K DID HE GET HERE?!" He yelled angrily.
Error feel over and the words 'Rebooting...' appeared in large letters over his face.
Horror and Dust were hugging each other and screaming, and Killer was having a fierce knife-fight with this 'Lust' character.
Cross and Cry both rushed to your sides to seemingly 'protect' you against this 'danger'.
"FINE! Fine. I know you guys don't like me. See you later beauties~" Came from Lust's direction, before a poof sound and the apparent lack of the hated skeleton.
Error stood up, recovered, and the other skeletons sighed simultaneously.
Cross whispered in your ear. "Did you hear his name? That's Lust... please, please stay away from him. I'm sure his name explains his motives to some extent."
You shivered, and Killer placed his hand on your shoulder with a 'reassuring' (It really just looked psychotic, but you got the vibe of his motives anyways) smile, and you relaxed into his strong hand.
"I'm going to bed. After that... I recommend that you all do too." Error said, trauma shining in his eyelights. The ruffled-up skeletons around you nodded in agreement.
You saw Error whisper something to Cry, who seemed to relax significantly around the glitchy skeleton. The sight of them both made you involuntarily smile. Error gestured for you to follow him as the duo walked away, and you did a small skippy-jog to catch up to them.
"Yo, Y/N! Error says our rooms are fairly close to each other!" He said, a grin working its way over his features slowly.
Cry's gentle purple eyelights made you think, 'How could this goober ever be a bad guy?' You glanced at him silently, then let out a little gasp. In the many pockets of his pants, you could see knifes. Lots of knifes. Knifes, daggers and small swords all sat menacingly in his pockets, as if to say, 'Don't you dare underestimate me'. You felt slightly more tense than before, but decided that he's already shown that, personality wise, he's a good(ish) person.
Soon enough, you came across the slightly-recognisable door that was yours.
[Lust nuuuuuu ;w;]
[Save yourselves, my breadsticks!]
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A World of Pure Imagination || AU Sanses x Reader
Romantizm[CRINGE DESCRIPTION ALERT] [Cover art not by me - credit and love to the artist] Y/N woke up to see her whole world disappear. Saved by Ink she learns to live with Alternate Universes of the people she knew and loved.
