The 6th Soul | Sans x Reader

C H A P T E R_9

[ Bonezone, Underground | 11:23 PM ]

You were still laying on the mattress with Sans. He had tangled his legs with yours and was tightly grabbing you which made you blush a bit. You had just snuggled into his jacket for warmth and wrapped your arms around him.

But it would just be a matter of time for Sans to wake up, so you decided to get out of his grip and open the door. You walked down the stairs and headed for the kitchen.

You looked around, half expecting to see Jack laying around somewhere. Walking into the kitchen, you saw two plates of spaghetti lying on the kitchen counter with a note attached to it.

'HUMAN OR SANS, EITHER ONE OF YOU IS FINE. I'M CURRENTLY TRAINING AND I TOOK JACK WITH ME TO TEST HIM AS WELL. I MADE THESE PLATES OF PASTA FOR THE TWO OF YOU. WE WILL SEE YOU SOON. NYEH HEH HEH -Papyrus.'

So he even writes his nyeh heh heh's. You decided to grab a pan and some eggs to make breakfast for the both of you. When you opened the fridge, you noticed there mostly were the ingredients to make spaghetti. You managed to find butter and the eggs in the end and made breakfast.

After a while when the cooking was done, you grabbed the two plates and the glass of water for Sans and walked upstairs.

You opened the door to see Sans sitting up straight and heavily breathing. He was looking down and sobbing. You set down the plates and drinks and ran towards him to embrace him into a hug.

"Don't worry I'm here. I'm here."

"Oh god (Y/N). I thought I had lost you again." Sans sobbed. "God, I'm so weak."

"You aren't. You're just feeling shit because of your hangover." You said while grabbing the breakfast.

You gave the plate with the bread with eggs on it and the water to him. You kindly smiled and sat on the mattress as well.

"Eggs? Aren't I supposed to have some kind of pain killer or something?" Sans asked confusedly.

"You could say eggs are an eggcellent thing to eat to combat a hangover. They contain an amino acid called cysteine which your body will be very happy to receive after a bout of drinking. Cysteine works to break down the toxins that make you feel unwell after drinking. By helping cleanse your body of these leftover toxins, eggs can help you to feel better, rejuvenated, and more energized." You said, earning a confused look from Sans. "I studied biology."

"Welp that explains it." He said biting into the bread.

"It isn't that hard really. I first wanted to get some pills for you, but I couldn't find the bathroom. I just gave up on it with the thought that you two are skeletons and went baking eggs."

"Waddya mean by the thought that you two are skeletons?"

"Well. I didn't think you two had any genitals so that you wouldn't have to use the toilet."

"What if we do?" He smirked. "In fact, we also have a tongue."

"Really?" You said in surprise.

"Wanna find out?" Sans grinned.

"Uh." You said and looked away, blushing.

"Nah, just joking babe. Anyway, I gotta go somewhere. Thanks for the meal." Sans said and teleported to hell if you know.

So now, you were all alone, eating eggs on Sans' bed. You decided to finally unknot the creasy ball of sheets and lay it neatly on his bed. After that, you went downstairs and turned on the radio. You heard the familiar song named 'drop pop candy' and you joyfully began singing with the song and wildly dancing trough the room.

"Umbrella at your side, it's raining but you close it tight" You sang.

"And how are you? purred a cat just passing through. Those heels that you like are soaking, but is that alright?" You sang and danced to the kitchen to clean up the uneaten plate of spaghetti Papyrus cooked.

"Let out a sigh for another day the same as the last." You danced and sang out loud. "Come on let's try, dye it blue and change it up from the past, reflecting up from a puddle but then gone in a flash." You now grabbed a spoon, closed your eyes and pretended that it was a microphone.

"Is that the most that you can dream or wanted to see?~" An unfamiliar voice sang, making you jump and drop the spoon.

In front of you were Papyrus and a gray, largely rectangular box with a grid of lights at the top (which you assumed was a robot). The robot began dramatically clapping its robotic arms, as if it was in a TV show. '

"Darling! That performance was truly magnificent~." The robot exclaimed dramatically.

You awkwardly smiled and blushed from embarrassment. You thought you were alone at home right? Why do people always have to disturb your private awkward moments?

"BESTIE (Y/N)! THIS IS METTATON! I WAS RETURNING FROM MY TRAINING WHEN I CROSSED PATHS WITH HIM." Papyrus loudly said and gave a dorky smile.

"Hi, (Y/N)." You awkwardly said and shook Mettatons hand.

"Oh your performance was truly beautiful darling! I think the whole underground should see it!~" Mettaton said and excitedly clapped.

No. Fucking. Way.

"In fact, this has been recorded! I'm sure the monsters will love you! Let's make a great show together sometime!~" He said and stormed out the door like Papyrus usually does.

Oh god. The whole underground is going to see how you sang drop pop candy. You panicked. You were screwed.

"I'M SURE METTATON IS GOING TO MAKE YOU FAMOUS HUMAN BESTIE (Y/N)!" Papyrus excitedly clapped and stormed out of the kitchen, leaving you with a confused look.

You decided to go on a walk with Jack to process everything that had happened since you fell down. You had a whole underground left to explore after all.