[ Bonezone, Underground | 5:43 AM ]
You were still leaning on Sans' shoulder. Your eyes felt heavy and the light was breaking through the curtains. You didn't get any sleep last night. You refused to get sleep.
You got up and went to the kitchen, to grab a glass of water. You were used to getting not much sleep, simply because you didn't want to. You would only get nightmares anyway. It often caused you to fall asleep on the middle of the day, but you didn't care. As long as the nightmares stayed away, you were fine. Everything was fine.
You returned to the living room, to see Sans still asleep. Jack was asleep too, and you assumed Papyrus was also asleep. Heh, some things never change. You sat down and stroked Jack's thick fur.
Time passed, and you went to the kitchen. You supposed you could make something for you all. That's the least you could do for letting you stay over. Looking into the fridge, you noticed there were only some leftovers from yesterday's spaghetti what you didn't really wanted to eat and you noticed some tomatoes.
Looking into the cupboards, you found some spices and pasta. You decided to make spaghetti as well, since that was the only food they got here.
You began cutting the tomatoes with the (way too big) knife carefully, as someone tapped your shoulder. You turned around and saw Sans.
"So watcha doing at 6 am?"
"I'm making spaghetti.. why?"
You noticed the expression on Sans' face. It was the expression of a terrified person- well, skeleton.
"What's the matter?" you asked.
"Nothing, why?" He said while looking away.
"I am good at reading people Sans, so what is it?"
"I just don't have good experiences with humans and knifes, that's all."
"I'm not hurting anyone anymore. I promise." you said quietly.
"Anymore?"
"Just leave it. Nothing to worry about." You put on a fake smile and began cutting tomatoes again.
Sans left the kitchen and probably went to sleep again. You finished the sauce and began cooking the noodles. It felt safe here. Down here, in the underground. Even though you hadn't yet got the chance to explore it. You smiled at the thought you finally felt safe somewhere.
"WOWIE HUMAN (Y/N)! THAT SMELLS GREAT! ARE YOU MAKING PASTA?" A loud voice crept up to you and made you jump.
"Wow fucking hell.. Oh hey Pap, yeah I am." You stuttered, still in shock.
"PAP? WOWIE ALREADY A NICKNAME? DO YOU WANT TO BE BEST FRIENDS?"
"Sure. Can you wake up Sans? Breakfast is ready."
"OFCOURSE HUMAN BESTIE (Y/N)!" He shouted and ran away.
You chuckled of the thought of you wanted to hurt him at first.
"Whatcha laughing 'bout?" Another voice crept up on you.
"Jeez, where did you learn to creep up on innocent women?" You said and turned around.
"I wouldn't say innocent woman. I checked your bag." He spoke while staring at you with empty, dark eye sockets.
You were shut silent and frozen in place. He checked your bag? Why?
"Now explain why you had a gun in your bag." he said while taking out the metal object of his pocket and staring at it with disgust.
"That's private information, thank you very much." You said turning around and filled the plates with spaghetti.
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The 6th Soul | Sans x Reader
Fanfic"Do you think even the worst person can change, that everyone can be a good person, only if they just try?" -- If you want to read a good book, go on my account and read chat logs. This one is shitty -- Justice. That's the trait of you, (Y/N). The...
