Sans AU One-Shots

❀Error❀ || bean bag.

^ this song got me thinking about Error so that's what you're listening to at the beginning <3

Pairing: Error Sans x Female Reader
Prompt: Error comes back from a fight injured enough that he swallows his pride and asks for Nightmare's nurse, fully aware he'll owe Nightmare a favor later but at least he can stand (Y/n) touching him - mostly.
Length: 5.2k words
Background: You're the Bad Sanses' nurse and you've been with them long enough to build rapport with all of them - and while Error isn't part of Nightmare's gang, Nightmare still sends you to help him with the intent of gaining favors. It's your job to look after them, which you've learned can entail a number of things, so even if it's in the anti-void, you're bound to your duty.
Notes: This Y/n could be the same Y/n as the Nightmare one (titled 'desk.'), Dust's ('wall.'), Killer's ('bed.'), and Horror's ('counter.') - ergo a continuation of Nurse Y/n's adventures. (Reading Nightmare's/Dust's/Killer's/Horror's isn't necessary to understand this one, dw, but if you do, I recommend reading in order!) | I'm having so much fun with these Nurse Y/n smut-shots, I can't help myself. I'm getting creative both with what it entails to help someone (because I don't want them all to be the same thing) as well as what surface Y/n's being done on (lmao). I really hope you guys are liking these because I've got a couple more planned before I get to the Star Sanses...

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"Seasoning you do with your heart - though you can also taste test," (Y/n) said, holding garlic salt out to Horror as he stood over partially cooked ground beef in a pan on the stove. "Fell Papyrus claims a well-seasoned chef doesn't need to taste test because he already knows how much to add, but my mom says it's always best to taste it so you don't find out you overdid the spices when somebody has to choke it down at the table." She was teaching him her mother's lasagna recipe - with all of UnderFell Papyrus' pro chef tips. Horror cracked a lopsided grin, adding garlic salt to the meat before stirring it with a wooden spoon to brown it over the stove. Since it was a relaxation day – none of the minions were sent on missions and Nightmare was busy in his office – she felt comfortable residing in the kitchen alone with Horror while music played softly from her phone on the counter behind her. It wasn't often the castle was so relaxed, so she should've known not to get too used to it.

Killer appeared at the entrance to the kitchen. "Doc, Night needs you." His knife danced along his fingers as he played with it, only pausing when he spotted (Y/n) standing next to Horror. "Whoa, am I interrupting something?" His voice dropped to a low purr as he leaned against the wall, tapping the tip of his knife against his jaw in consideration as he looked between the two of them.

"Yeah, supper," Horror said, his tone short as he kept his focus on the meat. The partially made lasagna rested on the counter behind her as proof Horror was right, and (Y/n) turned to wash her hands at the sink.

"What does the Boss need me for?" she asked, glancing over her shoulder at Killer.

His knife resumed twirling in the air as he kept his mischievous smirk on the pair. "Sounds like the glitch got himself in trouble and needs rescuing." Her eyes widened in alarm. Error was a solo act and very rarely needed help, infrequently helping Nightmare if the Boss had something Error needed but otherwise preferring to keep to himself. He didn't need Nightmare or his minions' assistance nor did he want it, and even on the off chance he asked (Y/n) for help getting over his phobia to make him more lethal in combat - something she visited to help him with biweekly - he always acted disgruntled about it. None of the minions cared for him because he was arrogant and saw them as inferior anomalies, but despite his general distaste for anyone that wasn't himself, he tolerated (Y/n) best of all - though even that wasn't saying much.

"Is he alright??" The words flew out of her mouth frantically as (Y/n) grabbed her phone, pausing the music to stuff it in her pocket.

"Don't get your panties in a twist," Killer joked, eyes flickering down her body as he said it. "Horror will get jealous you're leaving him to meat Error."