bad to the bone (Undertale sans x reader)

Glitch in reality

You scream as the un-identified figure lets out a deep chuckle, it looping and crackling, as if it were intimidating a broken tape-recorder. 

The figure had a black face, barely visible in the dark if it were not for the glowing yellow and red eyes staring right at you.

The shadow seemed to be glitching, small error signs appearing around its frame. His yellow grin sent chills down your back

 "S-Sans?..." You ask, in a hoarse, weak voice. 

The man looks at you, your heart increasing in speed as you realized this wasn't the skeleton you knew.

 "Y-You're not...Sans...." You frown.

He chuckles, his laugh looping, and glitching once more.

"Ǹ̌̈́ͤo͗ͤ̍́ͮ̉,̬̲͒ͯͣ ̯̭͒ͬ̍̍̂ÿ͖̽͂ͩ̃̉ȯ͙̔̓͛̓̓u̪̞̥̳͓̰͊̿'͔͎͚̲̪̦̮ͪ͋ͤ͗ͫ͗ͩȑ̠̬̙̞̗͐̑̂ͥ̏̐e̬ ̞̣̤r̰̻̻̅̋̂͛ͮ͒̈ḯ͎͔͙͍̘̊̉ͭg̠̦͊̃̋h̹̪͉͋ͮ͗ṱ̼̰̯̔̓̿ͅ,͕̪͎̻͈͕͒̋̀ͧ͗̍̒ ̠͎̭̊̏pa͚̲r̻͔̟̠̪̞̜̉̋ͥͬ̒t̫̼͕̙͗̑i̤̠͍͓̟͍a̾̍̂͛͂͐ḻ̫̭̝̔ͨͨ̾͂̿l̺̰̳̾ͅy̮̟͈͇͚͈͌͂͆.͎̥̭̻̠͇̍̌͗ ͒ͮ̎ͤI͚̹͇̘̙͑̍ ̤̞͇̆̇a̰̩̜͑͗m̜͖̝̮̳̙̽̚ ̜͖̺̰̣̼̦S̻͎͑̽ͭ̔ͪ̚á̭̠͎̥͔͆̂͐̓ͣn̘̞̹̼̩̄ͨ̋̃̏s͎̗͚̃.̙͚̭̠ͅ ͔ͥͫ̆ͮE̥͂̈ͣr̺̙̟̦̓̑̇ͪ͛̎ͅř̠͍̮̟̟̍͛̉̃o̮̝͓̩̻̖̻ͯ̒̒ͫ̅̈̓rͥͩ,̟ͭ̈́̿̿ͫ̅ ̠͎͎͉̩̔ͫ͋̿S̬̻̫ͨ̈͛̄ͫ̑a̬̮̗̬̒̋ͦ̿ͥ̀n̽̍ͤ͒ͯ̓ͪs̹̣̺ͩ̒̊ͩ͊̌" He grins, walking towards you

You look around the dark room, feeling the substance in your veins stinging your insides. 

"Why am I here?" You ask, tears welling up.

He shrugs, placing his hands on the table you were strapped to. 

"F͓̝̺̝̳or ̙̱͕̯͙̣̹f̪̺͔̺u̼̤̥̫̦̫n̪͚̝̬ͅͅ.̤͖̫̯ ̩͇̠P̝̠l̫̳u͚s̗͔̪̟̬͙,͎̘̬ ͍̖I̠̬̤'̬̤̰̯v̘̭e̗̼͖̪̜ ̤̜͇͎̠͍̪s̼ḙ̬e̳͍͖̖̞̲n y͇̤ou͚͚̩r̪̯ ̺̟͔͉̫t͔͙̙͚͓i̮̤̱̹͉͍̩m͍͕̬̳̻̻e͎l̟̱̲̬͉̤i̜̪̗̹̫̯ͅn̩̭̗e,͎ ̬̙I͈͍͍ ̱̺͈̖̻k̮͎̣̜n͈͕̗͍̗o͖̘̫̳̣̘̙w̼͎̞ ̩̙w̫h̞͔̮̜̭̟a̝͉̯t ̼͓̬y̗͓̲o̯̣̳u͖ ̪̼͖̭͓̦ͅḍ̟͔͇̙̟o͓̮̺͎͚̼̹ t̼̣̼̗̰̜͓o̝̝̜ ̤̩̰̫̟S͕a̻̰͕̠̜ͅͅn͎̲s̺̟͇̮͖.̩͈̼͎̭̺̜ A͔̬̻̟͎͕ͅn͓͍̩̝̲̪ͅd ̻͇̮I̫͍'m̝̹͇̤͙ͅ ̮̞̳t̗̮̘̯h̦̤̤̤͔̙e̤̦̬̹̹ ̹̗͕̜̩̯gu̬͖̦̞̖͍̝ỵ̖̙ ͙̪wh̗o͍̼.͔̦̦͈̺ͅ.̜͖.w̭̼il̫̝̖l̫̜̺ ̳̣͙̘pr̪̼̦̖͎̟̤ḛ̟͉v̬̭̗̻ͅe̠̝̠͓͍n̞̫̫̩̤̦t͕̰̙̳̤̗ ̗̲̭̬͈̘̼t̫͚h̜a͕̞ͅt̮͓͖ ̱̟̱͍̼̳̹f̠̼͍͔r̭̖o͖m͈ ̼̜͙͎̳ẖ͙̖a͔̻p͓͔̪pe͍̦n͉͉i͈͎͔̪̟n͓g̬͖̪̝̗̪.̲̙̲̯̥ T̘͔͈̜̙̣h̹͍̖̟͇̩i͔͉͖͚͓͖s ̻̝̫͓̱̙̫i̭͈̤̬̮s͇͚̘ a͍̩̟͚̝̭ͅ w̫̱̯̘͔ar̭͚̝̭̥̣n̟i̳͈̫̖͚ͅn͎g̲͚̖̟͇̠͍,̳̜̪̜̬̲ ̤͓͖͓̦f͈͉͍̤̦͎r͎̠͕̦̳̙om̬̱̱̩͚̼͈ ͎̞͚͍͇̬̮m̤̺̱͕͖e̘̲̹ ̭̺͙̼̝̞t̙o ͍̱̦͚̣̩y̫͙͎̜o̲̟̺̦͇u̙̼͍̟͍̖.͎̥͎̯̲" 

He winks

"Let me go, I need to get back to Sans." You growl, trying to sit up, but immedietley draining your energy as you tried to do so. 

"No you're staying right here." He smiles kindly, pushing his hand against you chest, you chest glitching along with his hand.

You let out a shriek of pain as you felt your stomach de-attach and re-attach again. Blood poured onto the bed, making you scream and sob. The feeling of your body being torn away violently and then slammed back on, was not a feeling of good sensation. 

"Sh̅ͧ̀̑̅̒́ǐ̫̫̫̻̪͎ͥ̌t͓͎̖͛̉ͤͮ" Error Sans winced, pulling his hand away and staring at your screaming frame.