Northern Downpour (Underfell Sans x Reader)

Chapter Eighteen

Hello my little Berries! I'm trying to get chapters written so I won't have another four month absence like I recently had. And all this stuff was supposed to fit into last chapter, but I'm an asshole and wanted to leave you all on a cliff hanger. But I kind of regret that now since everyone was yelling in the comments... Oh well.

Also, I'm so sorry for not updating. I've been busy with some personal issues regarding my well being, but I'm ok now. Also I've been watching a lot of animes. Does anyone have any suggestions for me? Can be dubbed or subbed. Yaoi/Yuri are also fine. I just finished watching 'No Game No Life' (Amazing BTW) and am currently watching (A bunch, here's two of them) 'Yuri!!! On Ice' and 'Kiss Him, Not Me'.

I've also been writing some random stories that I'm probably not going to post anywhere. But if you're interested let me know. One of them is an Ouran fic, the other with jacksepticeye. They're both works in progress.

-CarryOnWaywardPie

Your POV

"A date? I'm sorry Dylan, but I can't. But I would love to hang out as friends! I'm really sorry, but... I can't go out with you." You were very hesitant with what he would say next, scared even.

But then you heard him laugh again. "I kind of suspected something like that. Someone as pretty as you couldn't stay single for long." (Author~Chan: Points finger gun and winks at you) Your face returned to a dark red as you looked down at the ground.

"And hey. If you want to hang out just as friends, that's fine with me. It'd be great to catch up again." He was fumbling with his words a bit so maybe he was as nervous as you were. Looking up at him with a small smile, you simply nodded.

"Great!" His voice cracked a bit with his unexpected outburst. Your smile grew as his face turned red for once. He left quickly after exchanging phone numbers with you.

Now in a better mood than before, you hurried inside to find Toriel and Frisk peering out the window at you. You just rolled your eyes and picked Frisk up.

"Hey buddy. Aren't you starting school soon?" You asked him and he nodded. "Next week!" He exclaimed.

"Ok. Well I'm going to spend the day with you, then we'll go school shopping. How's that sound?" You ask. Frisk gets wide eyed and nods frantically. He puts on his shoes and you leave.

You decided to walk to a nearby McDonalds. It was cheap, and Frisk enjoyed it. He said that he wanted a girl's toy with his food, so that's what he got.

After eating, you went to the nearest store that would carry school supplies. It would be pretty picked over, but it would have to do.

While shopping, you couldn't help but think what the other kids would think of Frisk. He lives with monsters after all!

"Hey Frisk?" You ask, he look sup at you with a smile. The two of you never get to hang out anymore and he always loves the time he spends with you. You bent down to his level.

"Have you thought about what other kids might think of you? Well... Since you live with monsters and all." You say as lightly as possible. Frisk's face scrunches up in confusion. "B-But you live with them too. Don't you like our friends anymore?" He looked like he was about to cry. Quickly engulfing him into a hug before he did, you wrapped your wings around him as well.

"Oh my god, don't you think like that. Of course I like our friends. I was just thinking that some of the other kids might not understand..." Frisk pulls away to look you in the eyes. "Well... I'll just have to make them understand then." His smile and enthusiasm was back, which in turn, made you smile.

You then got up and continued shopping.

When you dropped Frisk off, you went home yourself. And when you got there, Sans was sitting on the couch. Not asleep for once. He looked upset about something.

"I'm home." You said, closing the door. Sans looked over at you, his eye flaring a deed red color. He lifts his hand, and a red aura surrounds you. As Sans lifts his hand, you rise up as well, bringing you over to the couch and next to him.

"where have you been!?" He exclaims like a worried parent. He wasn't really yelling at you... Just more worried than anything it would seem. "I left you a note, if you'd bothered to look." You tell him, pointing to the kitchen with your thumb. Sans' expression only darkens.

"Relax. I was at Tori's, then I hung out with Frisk. Not exactly anything you should worry about." Except you knew that wasn't true. Sans could get crazy jealous over anything. And at the moment, it just so happened to be you.

"you didn't answer any of my messages, what was i supposed to think?" He asked, his gaze seemed to soften just slightly, but his eye was still glowing a menacing red. You just rolled your eyes. "I left my phone here in a rush this morning. I'm sorry ok?" You were just trying to get out of the conversation at this point.

Sans grabs you by your waist, pulling you close to him. Your wings flared up, feathers fluffing up in surprise. That of course just makes Sans laugh. "that will never not be funny." He says, still laughing. "It really isn't! Now I have to fix all my feathers back into place!" You sighed, already beginning on your left wing.

You felt a hand on your right wing and they flared up again at the sudden contact. Sans just laughed and pressed his face into your back, holding you tighter.

"maybe, if you're up to it... we could help each other out. what do you say to that sweetheart?" You could tell he was smirking even without looking at him. "No way in Hell Bone Daddy." You said it before thinking. But it served him right for all the times he called you 'pet' or 'sweetheart'.

Sans made some sort of pained noise. You looked back at him to see a red blush spread across his skull, and beads of sweat forming. However the hell that worked. You of course took this to your advantage, turning to face him.

Winking, you got really close to his face. You place your hands on his skull, bringing your foreheads together. If he had a nose, they would be touching. His eye sockets got wide.

This was the first time you had Sans in this position. You had never seen him so nervous. You moved over to his 'ear', and whispered, "Payback." You then shot up off of him and to your room where you locked the door behind you.

But Sans could teleport, so he was sitting on your bed as soon as you turned away from your door. You couldn't see his face, but you could tell he was blushing from the redness of his skull.

You grabbed some clothes off of your floor and turned to the nearest wall to change. One of the best parts about your wings, was that you had a wall of feathers, blocking any pervs that were trying to sneak a peek. A.K.A. Sans.

When you sat back down, you got underneath your blankets and grabbed your phone. You had many messages and missed calls from Sans, but you also had messages from a new number.

Unknown:

Hey (Y/n). It's Dylan. Just thought I'd let you know it was me and not some weirdo.

You just smiled and entered him as a contact.

(Y/n):
Good to know.

You plugged your phone back in and turned off the light. "Night Sans." You say yawning.

It was quiet before there was a quiet mumble of, "night angel face".

Do you guys want me to write a Christmas short? It probably wont have anything with the story line, but it'll exist.