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HumanGasterSans X Fem!Reader Part 1

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HumanGaster!Sans x Fem!Reader

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Third Person's POV

It has been two years since the monsters were freed from the underground. Monsters bodies are human alike, with magic and some weird body parts, like scales (undyne).

All of the monsters associated with the world perfectly, starting a new peaceful life. Yes, that includes one lazy monster, Sans. He got a job as a cop because he thinks it's the easiest job. He thinks cops' jobs are only to drink coffee, eat doughnut, sticking parking tickets and giving people speeding tickets. Oh how wrong he is. He didn't expect to patrolled around the city, he didn't expect to encountered drunk people or monsters, oh how he did enjoy his job.

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In this busy world, everyone's only mind their own business to do their everyday routine. Including yourself. You woke up late thanks to that cursed essay. You stayed up late just to finish that holy pages of whatever topic it is. You can even hear the birds chirping when you're about to go to your bed. Guess you didn't sleep at all.

Like seriously who would read that anyway. Will your professor read that? You doubt it. Maybe reading it equals skimming it. You've already come across a picture of a hardly written essay by a student thrown into a trash bin. A TRASH BIN. Oh you're planning to put your professor in hell with a slowly, painful death if the professor ever did that to you.

You descended the stairs and walk into the kitchen. You grabbed a slice of bread and get it in the toaster. You would happily eat peanut butter and jelly for breakfast today but when you looked at the clock on the wall it mockingly says 'it's 9.27 A.M. bitchesss'. The current time sure rhymes perfectly with your morning 10.00 A.M. class. Soon the toaster is giving your a sound that means the bread is toasted. You quickly get the toast and stuffed it in your mouth. You went to the garage and started your car.

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You opened your car window to clear your mind and to not spend much gas on the air conditioner (you know, college duh, kind of broke duh). While you're enjoying the chill air and daydreaming about torturing your professor you didn't realize that you drove your car at high speed. 'Well who cares anyway' You thought. 'What's more important, preventing myself from getting a ticket or planning my peaceful future life?'. You then continued 'Plus, it seems like there's no cop anyway' You assume. 'Wow what a carefree person aren't you, Y/N?' You thought to yourself while chuckling lightly, wishing that you could be so carefree. 'And you're using to much 'anyway' this morning' You noted.

You know you did fucked up when there's a sirene ringing and a motorcycle noises behind you. 'Oh no, i ain't got no time for this' You thought but you pulled over anyway. Don't want to get a bigger consequences do we?.

The motorcycle stopped behind your car and the officer jump off the motorcycle. You looked at the officer from the rear view mirror. 'Damnnn' You thought. The officer wears a white helmet with a little black color in the front and a dark blue cop uniform that hugged his lean body perfectly. You found yourself holding a long breath while looking at the officer who slowly removed his helmet, revealing a silk white with a hint of silver hair.

The officer is currently lightly messing his hair while walking to your car driver's seat door. You're actually planning to run away right here, right now because you just couldn't stand the idea of getting a ticket from a hot officer, humiliating it is.

When you're about rolled up your car window, a large hand stopping you from rolling it up by sandwiching it between the window and the window frame. Thank goodness the hand didn't really get sandwiched or you will regret to ever broke the hot officer's hand.

With a helmet lazily clung on to his left side and a right hand giving you gestures to rolled down the window, he said "Whoa take it easy, it's Hotland Location Police, i'm sure you did know what you've done wrong, right?".

Can you name a disease which caused by hearing a hot, deep, velvety voice? Because you're about to get that disease. "Err, miss?" You blinked and realized that you're actually spacing out. "Oh? I can't quite catch that, can you repeat?" The officer chuckled. "So miss, did you know what you've done wrong?" The officer lazily smiled. Shiver runs down your body when the officer smiled like that. It's like he is mocking you. Noted, in a somehow teasingly intimidating manner. You're feeling like you're in between two heater, this location sure rhymes the location name with the people perfectly (get it? Hotland, hot cops? No?).

"Err, yes? I'm... driving outside the limit?" The officer's smiles widened and he said "Correct, and since you've already know what you've did wrong can you give me your driver's license? And also your proof of insurance and car registration" You face palmed mentally. You don't want to give away your driver license just like that, so you asked him for another way. "What the..., is there another way that doesn't involved my driver license?" You thought that you're kind of stupid because how, and you're sure the officer is not that dumb.

The officer stay stilled for a while and you thought that you've already fucked up (twice). However, the officer said "Very well then, i kind of too lazy to do my job so, can you accompany me to this place called Grillby's? It's in the Snowdin Location" He grinned.

You're currently in a dumbfounded position. Your eyes grew larger, your mouth is hanging, well, you didn't expect the officer to be that dumb after all.

'I suddenly didn't want to call him 'hot' anymore' You grumbled silently, oblivious to the officer.

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Stay tuned for the part 2,
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if you are wondering why I am being quiet today, that's just because i dunno what else I am gonna say to all of you but, THANK YOU !