Sans AU One-Shots

various || drabbles.

Pairing: Various Sanses (including: the Bad Sanses, Nightmare, Error) x Reader (and yes that order tells you how the drabbles are ordered)
Prompt: This is a collection of stupid drabbles (short lil stories) where I take a stupid idea/concept and play it straight cuz I think it's funny. In other words: a collection of actually short stories (which I've been told my one-shots are not...ok but 10k words is short for a book so like-)
Type: drabbles, chaos, heartfelt moment with Noche, death threats from Error
Length: .8k + 1.6k + .9k = 3.3k words
Background:
Notes: The 'title' at the start of each drabble will explain the barebones of what it's about & who's in it, and these are all disjointed stories that're a healthy mix of taking themselves so incredibly seriously but also not remotely seriously. | The Error one was based on irl events: I played a match in Overwatch 2 against a dude named Errorlost, diffed him (diffed = I was better than him, basically) so Error lost (lmao), and the next match I happened to go against him again and I got personally hunted down. Imagining Error raging at a game like Overwatch tickled me so here we are 🤭

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- You & the Bad Sanses sing Good Vibes in Nightmare's castle -

Nightmare stretched his legs, his old, weary bones locking up from how long he'd been sitting at his desk working on endless paperwork. Where did it come from? Who knows. All he knew was he spent countless hours working on it so at least it was done.

Only after he stood to return to his chambers for the night did he notice the silence. The little shits- I mean, minions were never quiet, and just like children, when they went quiet, that's when you knew they were up to some shit. So he wandered the halls, hands in his pockets as his tentacles flicked antsily and frustration mounted with each location he checked where they weren't. They weren't in their quarters, the training hall, the throne room, and he was starting to suspect they left the castle without informing him when he heard faint music playing.

Nightmare followed it to the kitchen where he stopped dead in horror. (Y/n) was singing into a box of cake batter like a microphone, Killer was standing on the counter and dancing, Dust was in the corner nodding his head to the beat, and Horror had been trying to make cupcakes – or decorating the walls with it, Nightmare couldn't tell – as the others spun around him singing and dancing to the worst song their Boss had ever heard.

Killer spun on his heel. "Why you always tryna bring my mood down?"

"I only want good vibes 'round me tonight!" (Y/n) sang into the box.

"No negativity in my life!"

"Just good vibes, that's what I like," Horror chimed in,

Killer swung around and pointed at (Y/n). "So I don't need you raining on my parade!"

"Throwing shade!" (Y/n) pointed back at him, laughing.

They sang, "Be on your merry way!" together, then Horror finished the chorus off with a,

"I only want good vibes 'round me tonight!"

"Boss!" Killer's feet stuttered under him and he fell off the counter with a yelp. The song continued from (Y/n)'s speaker as the minions stayed stock-still like they were facing off with a T-Rex, hoping if they didn't move, Nightmare wouldn't kill them.

'Why you comin' over here cold as ice? A little optimism could be so nice' Nightmare's socket twitched as (Y/n) smacked the speaker to turn it off. His tentacles snapped in the air like whips - the only movement in the room - and nobody breathed as his eyelight swept the minions. "If one of you does not explain this second-"