A Girl Who He "Hates": Sans X Reader (Warning: Bad Puns, Feels, and Puns!)

A Skeleton and Some Tears.

Y/n's POV

I was greeted by the cold winds, but I stepped outside anyways. The door slams behind me, and I squeak, jumping a little. I begin to walk, trying to warm myself up. I wore a f/c short-sleeved top, and a short skirt/some shorts. I had sneakers/flats on as well, and the cold was unbearable. I should've brought a jacket... I'm so stupid. I sigh, oblivious to a certain skeleton following me.

Sans' POV

I followed the human, cautious. They sneeze in an adorable way, and I can't help but smile softly for a moment. However, my smile is replaced by a scowl once again. "Human." I say, and they freeze, suprised. "Turn around. And fight me." The human slowly turns around and I see their- well... her features. L/s h/c hair, e/c eyes, s/c skin, and curves. It doesn't affect me... she's just a human. She steps towards me, and enters a battle. She waits for me to do something. I use my Gaster Blasters, which she runs into. Must be bad at dodging. Her turn.

"My name is Y/n," she says, smiling. I use bones, and she runs into them again. Her hp is low, and she coughs up blood. Y/n speaks again, "I have a request..." to nobody in particular. "That S/n will be happy. That F/n will be good again. That M/n finds, and keeps, real love," she says, and then looks at me. "And I finally get what I was waiting for my whole life. Death." I was suprised, but then I sigh angrily, and spare her. "What...? Why... can't I... I... wh-wh-y won't-t yo-ou...?" Y/n asks, voice quivering.

"Go. Be free," I say, turning away. I hear her scream.

"WHY?! WON'T ANYONE?! Just... k-kill me-e? I-I'm worthl-less... I d-don't deserv-ve to l-live..." she breaks down in tears. I hide behind a tree and watch her. Her s/c face is reddend, and her e/c eyes shimmer with tears. She curls into a ball, laying down on the snowy ground. "Broken. Ugly. Stupid. Worthless. Y/n... the true name, the one everyone beats, but never kills. The one everyone blames, but never explains, why?" She whimpers. "A broken girl, who now-" she uncurls, laying spread out. "Is laying in the cold, but feels warmth... bleeding, but healing... dying... but really... welcoming a new, better life. I'm sorry... S/n... sissy can't come back for a long time. I... I'm sorry." I watch her loose consiousness. Nope. I walk over, and begin healing her. So, big sis, huh? I heal her, and decide to check for more wounds, but she stirs, and begins to wake. I'm not fast enough on leaning away and we end up...

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Endersnow: Cliffhanger. *troll face*

Sans: Oh, come on!

Reader: Awww...

Endersnow: HAHAHA... boop *boops Reader and Sans' noses*.