Underswap Sans X Reader

Nothing To Go Back To

"How did you get here?" Sans' question was so innocent yet it hit you so hard. You immediately started to tear up. "Oh no! I'm sorry. Was it something I said? Are your legs hurting? I didn't mean to make you sad. I didn't mean whatever I said to make you upset." You started crying. "Nononono stop! I'm sorry! Please don't cry! Please stop! It's okay!" Sans was obviously panicking, thinking he made you cry and that you were going to be mad at him.

"I-it's okay I-i'm alr-right. I've j-just had a-a bad c-co-couple of days." You struggled to speak through your tears. "S-so it wasn't my fault?" Sans looked nervous. "No, I've just had some really bad luck recently, that's all." You said it trying your absolute best not to cry harder. "Well uh I read somewhere that uh that it helps your mental and um your uh emotional health if you talk about bad things. I think it would help you feel better. It always helps me when I tell Papyrus about bad things that made me upset. I think it helps him too, or at least I hope it does." Sans looked at you with his eyes filled with hope.

You wiped your face on the blue scarf wrapped around your neck. "Okay, I can tell you about it. But I'm not sure how much of it I can go through with out crying." You sniffed. "Oh uh t-that's okay. You can cry as much as you like, I don't mind at all." Sans still thought it was his fault for making you cry. Papyrus made a loud snoring noise and then went silent again. You shifted so that you sat with your legs crossed, it kind of hurt. "Uh well I fell from the surface." You started to play with the scarf. You and I both know that wasn't the answer Sans wanted to hear.

Sans looked at you a feeling little disappointed. "Why did you fall? Why did you climb Mt. Ebott?" Sans had star shapes in his eye sockets again. "Well it's a really long story." You wrung your hands nervously. "Oh, heh, that's okay! I don't mind. Besides... I think your voice sounds n-nice, heh heh." Sans rubbed the back of his neck, a little embarrassed. "Okay well I guess it started Monday morning.... I had to quit my job because my co-worker, Chad, is in a gang. He was doing some illegal stuff on my block, and I told him he had to stop. He didn't want to, of course, so I told him that I was going to call the police. He sai-" Sans cut you off mid-sentence "What's a 'police'?" Well that was a little rude, now wasn't it? "The police are people who protect innocent people and arrest bad guys." You gave him a thumbs up. "Oh so like The Royal Guard?"

He tried to make a comparison to something you've never heard of. "The what-what?" You tilted your head to the side confused. "The Royal Guard! They protect the underground and they help keep order!" Sans seemed excited about what he was talking about. "Oh, ok then. Should I continue my story or am I boring you?" I feel like you could have been a little more polite. "No, no! You're not boring me. I didn't mean to give you that impression! You can continue now. Sorry." He looks a little guilty. "So I said I was going to call the police. He got aggressive and said he was going to kill me. So I got away from him. He kept looking at me dirty and 'bumping' me. He almost made me fall down the stairs. So I went to my boss and quit because I didn't want to get myself into anymore trouble. I was scared to tell my boss what was happening because he might have made it worse for me. So I didn't. After I quit I had to go tell my landlord. I was already behind on rent, so well uh... He got mad at me. He knew I probably wouldn't have been able to get a new job by the time I had to pay rent again. He wanted another kind of um 'payment'. I tol-" you were cut off again. You had started to tear up anyway. "What kind of payment? Was it candy or maybe was it homemade tocos!?" Sans was so innocent minded, how cute...

"No it uh, it wasn't candy or um tocos? He wanted me to have uhmm he wanted me to h-have s-s-sex with h-him...." You looked down, about to cry. (A/N imagine a really, really old guy... like really wrinkly and sour all the time. Thats what wanted to fuck you :/ ...) "O-oh... I'm sorry..." Sans looked away from you feeling uncomfortable with this situation. "It's ok because I told him 'no'. He said that he was going to evict me if I didn't agree, I still said 'no'. So he told me that I had to be out by the morning. On Tuesday morning, I had my satchel packed with my clothes and some of my other stuff, and I went to stay with a 'friend' or at least I thought they were my friend... I spent the whole day with them. It started getting late so they let me sleep on their couch... I slept for two maybe three hours, and then I-I felt someone pulling the blankets off of me... I l-looked up a-and they were l-look-king at me wierd... They got on t-top of me a-and I p-pushed them off screaming... I r-ran to the front d-d-door and ran. I ran as fast as I c-could. I ran until it h-hurt. I s-stopped because I-I didn't know w-where I was anym-more. I sat down on the curb. I was in front of a b-bar thingy. I j-just sat th-there and cried. And then I h-heard someone l-leave the bar... I l-looked b-b-beh-hind me a-and Chad w-was th-there with eight other g-g-guys." You had started to cry, you were also shaking violently.