[Undertale] Sans X Reader - Repeat, Eternally

Chapter 96 ~ You, Sans, and a broken washing machine.

Here is that you x sans you requested people
Enjoy it. Jk, this is a Sans x Reader so generally it should have more you x sansy moments. Sorry about my lack of romance, not too good at that part.

IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR SOMETHING THAT CAN HAPPEN BETWEEN YOU AND SANS PLEASE MESSAGE ME. ;_; I just need ideas but I'll dedicate the chapter to you. Other than that hi.

Uh so yeah if you want more sans romantic moments I gotta get those ideas pls. We can each go with the halfway effort. {I'm suffering hard from my creative burnout}
So this chapter is literally the best I can come up with I'm sorry it's gonna be shit. I hope you enjoy the slightly-more-effort in it.

You realized something.

These clothes you were wearing weren't yours.

They were clearly Penelope's.

You glared at Sans from across the room, but all he could do was shrug. How did you get across the room, you ask?

Why, the same reason Sans had a black skull instead of a white skull.

Sans had given Papyrus specific instructions on how to work the laundry machines. Very specific instructions that he had even written on a sheet of paper in pen. They were also burned into the wall above the washing machine, as well. Even you don't know how they got there, but Sans wouldn't respond when you asked.

Anyways, Sans had given Papyrus your clothing and told him to go wash it. Since Sans figured that it had been some time before Papyrus' last 'incident' (you had no idea what that meant until you saw the laundry room) he would be safe to do someone elses' clothing other than his own.

Sans was wrong.

You stared in disbelief at the mess. Spaghetti littered the walls and the washing machine had literally exploded. Thankfully, your clothes had been submerged in spaghetti sauce, so they took no damage, but were pretty full of goop.

You had never seen anything like this.

Sans had literally been going to open up the washing machine while talking to you, and as he did, he got Papyrus' Spaghetti Special right in the face. The meatballs were as hard as rocks. Thankfully, he had transported you far from the blast, giving up his own safety in the process.

However, your clothes were now a mix of spaghetti AND glitter puke, therefore defying any common sense the world had left to offer. Monsters and mayhem certainly went hand in hand as you hit your head against the wall multiple times, and hard.

"Do it yourself next time," You murmur, not wanting to blame Papyrus. "If you do it yourself it's done the right way and you can't screw up." You knocked your head against the wall a few more times for good measure. You needed to scramble your brains up for some unknown reason.

You honestly hoped it would make you smarter. Or make your brain swell. If your brain swelled at least you'd look smart.

On the inside, it's like your mind is going AAAAAAAAA. PLEASE stop. This brings me great pain. Not you, me.

You were so used to Ajax talking to you that you didn't even bat an eye. "I don't care."

"UMMM... _______...?" You turned to Papyrus, who was approaching you in a comforting manner. "I DO APOLOGIZE. SPAGHETTI MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER, AND I FIGURED... YOU DIDN'T LOOK THE HAPPIEST WHEN YOU... CAN YOU EVER FORGIVE ME?"

You gave Papyrus a sad smile, and nodded. "I forgive you." He cheered up immediately, claiming that he would make dinner and dashing out of the room. What was the point of holding grudges when, within a couple months, you wouldn't exist anymore? Ajax explained the proccess to you.

Basically, two souls fight for dominance in fusion. The one that wins consumes the other soul and becomes a larger soul. You could feel that Ajax's soul was ten times bigger than yours. That was problematic because all that Ajax had to do was physically touch your soul, and if what he had told you was true, then that would be no issue at all.

The pillars were an inevitable force that worked in in sync with Ajax to revive their body and mind. It made quite a bit of sense when Ajax said that his soul was contained in the planet itself, and that it sought escape through way of the pillars.

Of course, anyone who walked into or touched a pillar was immidiately consumed, their soul for free use.

Not that they could argue. After all, they were all dead.

Sans tapped you on the shoulder. You turned to him, ready to glare, but he held up a bag of your clothing.. your messy, sparkly, vomit-mixed-with-spaghetti clothing.

"Wanna come with, babe? I'm taking this to a laundromat. It's the most I could do, since what happened is my fault." He gave you a sheepish grin, and you couldn't help but smile back despite everything.

He took your hand, leading you out the door and into the car. You had been driving for a little when you turned to Sans.

"Are we a couple?"

The car jerked to a stop, and Sans' pupils dissappeared. It was a little strange for a skeleton to sweat, but Sans did nontheless.

"I... I'm... babe, what brought this up?" A shade of blue crossed his cheeks.

"I was just wondering, since we never see each other and all... we're almost always apart. Are we...?" You turn bright red, hiding your face in your hands.

"Yes. Yes, we are. I... I don't know why you think we wouldn't." Your heart swelled as you felt the blood rush to your face. You loved him.

Your heart dropped. The small happiness this gave you was gone.

You'd be fused with Ajax.

You'd never see Sans again.

You'd be nothing. You wouldn't even exist...

* What should you say to Sans? Should you tell him? Can you?