This was just for fun because I got inspired, or DETERMINED by a group of pictures and videos I found online, so don't judge me. As for the questions on if it's a Papyrus x reader or a Sans x reader, that's going to be a surprise. So don't start thi...
I shook his hand slowly and slouched a little against the wall, the other taller skeleton smiled brightly. "I'M PAPYRUS! NICE TO MEET YOU!" I wanted to smirk but held back the urge as I shook his hand as well. "Now give us the stuff." I lowered my head more causing my fedora to shade over my face. "I don't know what your talking about. I stole nothing from the skeleton brothers." I stood up and was about to leave when a bone flew right next to my face scraping my cheek. "oh, we know you stole nothing from us. You stole secret files from the Dreamurr family and we have recent business with them. So give it back." i looked at him sternly. His eye sockets were completely hollow and lifeless except for a tinge of white, like a light at the end. "I stole those files fair and square. So I ain't giving em' back to a lousy excuse for a mobster," I pointed at the tall skeleton who took a step back, partially offended. "And a bad aimed dwarf." I glared a him and he smiled. "You got some good trash talk darlin' so let me ask you somethin' if ya don't mind..." He walked towards me and I took a step backwards slamming my back against the wall as he grabbed my tie and pulled me down to his level. "YOU WANNA HAVE A BAD TIME?" Another bone came flying and hit my left shoulder. "BECAUSE IF YOU DO, WE HAVE IT. RIGHT HERE. RIGHT NOW." I reached back with my left arm with was throbbing in pain and grabbed my pistol slamming in against the shorter skeleton's head before running through the bar and out the door. I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I raced downtown, the skeletons not far behind me. soon enough one of them, Papyrus, caught up with me and stopped me. I could feel the mix of beating sweat and fresh blood from my cheek trickling down my face as he pulled out his C18 aiming at my forehead.
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Shoot the gun... I thought to myself as I put my hands up slowly. I pretended to run and he shot giving me time to slide under him and keep running. I looked up. Welp, guess we'll be taking the roofs again... I climbed up and continued to run. Suddenly the area fuzzed up and Sans was right in front of me. What the- I lost balance and tripped causing me to fall down and land somewhere in a dumpster. I hid quickly under the garbage bags and they walked right past me as I raced back home.
