"Who the fuck are you?" I shouldn't be cussing, I know. But when I get angry or scared, then duh, I'm gonna curse. I always do.
"Oh shucks, sweet cheeks. No need to get hasty. I'm Error Sans. Call me Error." The guy held his hands up in protest. He looked odd. He had this black hoodie that was a light blue on the top, and had the word 'Error' written all over his abnormally short body. And of course, he was a skeleton. Which was frightening for me, and by 'frightening' I don't mean :"Y/N, please report to the principals office IMMEDIATELY! " Or, "Y/N, why do you have porn on my computer?"
By frightening I mean : What am I going to do? There is a guy I don't even know on my bed. Who the hell is he?
"Well, 'Error', please leave, I must pack my bags and leave." I replied in a matter-of-factly tone. He raised an invisible eyebrow. He replied hesitantly. "And you're going... Where, might I ask?" Oh, so now he was barging in on me and my personal crap?
I shake my head, moving towards him slowly. Which... He took it in a perverted way.
"Wow, Y/N. Gettin' excited?" He smirked and backed up. He was sweating, I realized.
I sigh and groan my annoyance. I knew we weren't going to get along much.
"Shut up. We just met. Get out if my room and return my diaries before I get angry."
"Get angry. I don't care." He shrugged.
"Fuck you." I wasn't dealing with him. Nope.
He smirked. "I bet you would." He started to laugh. I know, I walked into that one. But he was still pretty perverted.
I groan loudly. Why was this Error guy being awkward? "Can you just leave now?" I ask him.
He sighs, but nods his head. "Sure, why not. But I will be back. I'll keep an eye socket out for ya'." He winks, but that was when I realized how damn hot he was.
He snapped, then was gone. Great. I was alone once again, the silence intruding the cold room. I had started to place my stuff back in the hidden room when my mother walked in. And boy was she PISSED. "Who were you talking to? I heard someone." Awesome. She heard the whole conversation me and Error had. Although, it wasn't technically a conversation.
I smile, glad she hasn't yet noticed the room. The secret room, of course. "No one, mother." I said in an an innocent voice. She didn't seem to believe me, for she came up real close to my face. I thought Boy, has she ever heard of privacy?
"You better not be. Are you packing?" She leaned away slowly, after being satisfied with me. I nod my head. Yes, mother. Yes I am. Well, I was before I met this Skeleton that appeared in my room on my bed and YES I AM FINE I WASN'T HURT AT ALL! Sorry. Screaming in my head always helps me. Sometimes.
"Well, get moving. It's 2:39. In two and a half hours you're leaving." She walked out, shutting the door behind her.
I sighed. "Better get to packing, I guess. Lord knows what is going to happen if I'm one second late for Aunt A/N." I move to my bed.I'm starting to like my book here. But, it's not my place to read my stories, that's my Little Sinners place. My place: To write. To make this book the best book. (Maybe) - Author-Chan (Ya' know what? Call me whatever you choose ;)
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Error!Sans AU X Reader (LEMON)
FanfictionSo, like I promised. Here you all go. I honestly don't see how Error can have a dick though... Hmm...