Undertale - Patient Zero - Reader Insert

Chapter 5 - SHOUTY CAT!!

"My child." Toriel nudged your shoulder slightly, as you blinked. You turned to her slowly, and peered at her curiously. "It has come to my attention that you do not have a home currently, correct?" Did you ever even mention that to anyone? No, you didn't. However, considering the fact that you'd never actually been here, and the fact that everyone knew you weren't from around here, they would probably take it as common knowledge amongst them.

"I don't." You say, short, and simple, careless. It's not as if it mattered really, you could get by without a roof over your head. Cats were used to sleeping outside, and you were half cat after all. You look down at your hands, and your nails need cutting again. You sigh and look back to Toriel. "Well, me and Frisk have a spare bedroom in our apartment currently. It's being used as storage space, but we'd happily accommodate you." She smiles as sincere as can be. However, you think about this for a minute. You've already invaded their lives, and they haven't given you into the police or anything, so you presume you can trust them; but to just go and live with them was kinda not the best thing for you to do. Presumably now, you can trust these people; but doubt still clouds your mind and you unsure as to whether or not this is a good idea. You think for a moment, and are about to speak when Sans interrupts.

"Don't worry about it Tori, me and Papyrus were gonna look after her already. We talked about it when she woke up before I called you all, actually." He says, and alarms go off in your head instantly. He looks at Toriel, who seems to be pleased with this, and then gives a short glance at you that seems to say 'don't ask questions, you wont get hurt.' You decide rather than questioning Sans and confusing everyone, you'd rather just deal with it. If push comes to shove you could just walk out of there and go some place else. Okay, maybe it wouldn't be that simple, considering Sans could seemingly rip open the universe and split it in two, but... well, as long as Papyrus was there, maybe you'd be okay. Unless his happy façade was a complete rouse, and they were luring you to their house to kill you, chop you up and hide your body in the basement. You shudder slightly, and look to Papyrus, who looks completely elated. Nah, he couldn't be some horrible guy, he's so...cheerful. Almost sickeningly so.

"THE HUMAN IS STAYING WITH US?! WONDERFUL! I WILL MAKE YOU LOTS OF PASTA, AND YOU CAN READ BEDTIME STORIES WITH ME!! OH FUN! THIS IS GOING TO BE SO MUCH FUN!" He dances around the room like an excited 5 year old promised to go to Disney land. Watching him makes you laugh slightly, and smile at the site. Everyone spends another half an hour joking around, and eating more things that Toriel has somehow conjured up from nowhere, before deciding it was getting late. They said their farewells, and Toriel had offered to walk Papyrus home, as Frisk had wanted a ride on their tall friend. So, now, it was just you and Sans.

He looks at you expectantly, leaning on the door frame. "You coming or what?" He smiles at you creepily again, and you glare him, standing up. Why the hell was this happening? Why didn't you say anything? Stupid, stupid stupid. "Why the hell do I have to come home with you anyway?!" You yell, feeling your ears twitch in annoyance. You walk down the flight of stairs situated down the corridor from the room you were in, as Sans replies.

"You think I want someone like you around my friends house? Out of sight? No way." Someone like you. What the hell does that mean? You glare at him, and walk out the door. "What the hell is your problem? What would I even do to them? Why would I want to do anything to them?" You start, and he just looks at you. You keep walking, and he stops. You turn around to face him.

"Like you don't know what my problem is. Everyday humans, people like you, terrorise monsters. Terrorise their own species too if they feel like it. Every single one of you are bad - infact, every single one of THEM are bad, as well as you. Your a freak who shouldn't have been born, you should have died, cause all that your ever gonna be able to do is hurt my friends. All you or any of your pathetic race, are only gonna bring harm to people I care about. I've seen it!" Rage seems to rip you apart inside out, and you feel like your going to explode. Adrenaline rushes through your veins as you scream back.