Junkyard Dog and Serious Bones (Gaster!Sans X Female Reader)

Chapter 1: Shelter

   It's been four years since the monsters have reappeared in the human world. I have, of course, been surviving off of whatever I find in the Junkyard and a bit of magic too. My shelter is right in the center of the maze of trash piles, built into the biggest one with a moth-eaten quilt for a door. It took a whole two months to build my shelter into the mountain of trash and it had a surprising amount of room inside. I had somehow found a way to make the smell of trash less potent and replaced it with a strong smell of incense.

   I had some white Christmas lights hung all around along the metal sheet walls and a small fireplace that provided enough light and a place to cook, a big worn out faded green reclining chair that was permanently reclined, half of a small wooden dining table that I attached to the wall beside the recliner, an old wooden desk that had faded from a nice dark brown to a much lighter tone of brown had sat on the opposite side of the room. Though the desk was barely visible under the dense population of  seemingly endless piles of moldy old chapter books and unused paper that spilled over the edges of the desk and spread across the most of the shelter. The desk had two working drawers, one full of working mechanical pencils and the other one stuck open and full of various kinds and colors of pens and markers. In the very center of the room there was a deeply dug-out hole that was half filled with the bones, feathers, tails of the animals I hunted to feed myself. There were also a few wrappers in there too from the food that I was either lucky to find or had ventured out to steal.

   The last part of my shelter was the narrow hallway with bells hung along the walls. Each bell was connected to one trap and I've set up quite a few in and around the perimeter of the junkyard to catch any human, animal or monster that dares to come near. I, of course, kill, cook and consume the animals (Most animals anyway) to survive, I release the humans, attend to any wounds they have and then tell them to go find their own place to stay (Unless their injuries are severe then they stay till they're in good condition), but of all the things I've caught in my multiple traps...I haven't caught a monster of any sort...Yet...

((Hope you like the shelter! and hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next chapter will be published sometime soon. See you all soon! :3))