bad to the bone (Undertale sans x reader)

Stars

(This chapter includes a character from one of my awesome followers, so you'll probably see her a couple times in the story. )

  "Thanks for walking me home." You smile, leaning on your front door. 

Sans smiles, shrugging. 

 "Yeah, no problem." He grins, blushing. 

You giggle and hug him.

 "Would you like to come in?" 

He shakes his head, shoving his hand's in his pockets. 

 "Nah, i've got to help Pap with some puzzles." He sighs, looking to the side. 

You nod slowly. 

 "Alright. I'll see you tomorrow then?" You ask hopefully. 

 "Of course!" He winks. 

You smile and kiss his head. 

 "Great!" 

He grabs your hand and pecks your lips. 

 "Olive you~" He winks. 

You gigge and kiss him in return. 

 "Olive you too!~" I giggle.  

He hands you a small pebble and walks away, dissapearing into the forest. You look down at the pebble in your hand. A small face was drawn on it, with a small heart on the back. 

 "Oh Sans~" You giggle, opening your front door. 

You walk inside, locking your door behind you. You go straight up to your room, rock held tightly in your fist. Your feet hurry upstairs, you nearly tripping. 

 "You go right here." You say softly, laying the rock on your dresser as you walked into your room. 

Today had been pretty great, everything ended up turning out so well.

You just wished that none of this had to end.

You just couldn't wait to see the silly skeleton again. 

You smile and grab a towel, going into your bathroom to take a long, hot shower.

Then a cold one afterwards, cause you're cool like that.

You slipped on pajama pants with small owls on them, and a tank-top. Since it was freezing in your home, you decided to make some hot-chocolate. 

 "It is winter afterall. And the stupid narrator doesn't really like coffee, so i might as well." You mumble.

The microwave began to beep, signaling your hot beverage was ready. You take it out and pour the packet of hot-cocoa in, stirring it with a spoon and lifting it to your lips. 

TOO HOT!!!!

 "On the first day of twelfth perigee my matesprite gave to me, a scale-mate hanging from a tree~" You sing softly, warming your hands over the hot cup of liquid. 

You take the cup upstairs and sit on your bed. 

 "Positively freezing."  You nod, sipping the hot-cocoa.

You swore you could catch frost-bite, wearing such clothes, so you decided to slip on an Invader Zim onesie. You smile softly and lift your cup, blowing it and sipping some more. 

Your eyelid felt heavy and you began to drift, putting the mug down on your bedside and laying down. 

 "Goodnight world." You say softly.