Legends Say... (Sans X Reader) [DISCONTINUED]

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That night, you had the weirdest dream in your life.

And you've had some pretty odd dreams.

But this dream had to be the top one.

~<○●•°《purposeless words...》°•●○>~

It was you, but then again it wasn't you.

You were you, seeing as usual, but in someone elses body. You didn't really know who, because you couldn't nesscarly control your actions.

You were summoned up to The Castle, but sense you were way too lazy to walk, instead of walking you used a "short-cut", as you liked to call them.

You went to the nearest wall and walked through. On the incide, you were cringin, thinking you were gonna die. He wasn't. You walked through, and right nefire you hit contact with the wall it tore apart, leaving some kind of empty void in its place. You stepped in, and just started floating for a while, focused on your destination with your eyes tightly shut.

Opening your eyes, they were met with the throne room, along your brother beside the king of the monsters.

Except...

The person who you called "brother" couldn't be your brother. No, he was a skeleton. Tall, dressed some kind of armor, and in your mind pretty cool, he stood there, thrilled to see your arival.

"THERE YOU ARE, BROTHER! I HAVE ASIGNED YOU TO GO AND TRACK DOWN FRISK! YOU DO NOTHING ELSE, AND MAYBE NOW YOU'LL BE LESS OF A LAZY-BONES!!!" your brother said.

"wh-what? go up there? you're kidding right? he's kidding, right?" Came a deep, yet familiar voice that was not yours. Yet...

It was still you.

"No, he is being serious. I could not have thought of a better choice, for you are one of the strongest monsters we have down here. You are sure to bring back Frisk, I just know it." the king replied. And the king...

He was a kind of goat creature, a long cloak covering his body and a tiny crown carefully placed on his head.

Back to the dream...

You sighed. You really loved your brother, of course, but there were times that he could just be a little...

Irritating.
Just a little, though.

Nothertheless, you still loved him. You loved him more than anything else. He was your brother, after all.

If only Frisk hadn't chased after that dumb weed and left him to die up on the surface. He deserves it, anyway.

Now, you had to follow the wild goose chase.

Bearing in mind the legend.

~<○●•°《Le Time Skipu Brought to You by Unexpensive Fried Snow》°•●○>~

You woke up with a start. Scary or not, you let out a terrified scream. Just hearing your voice was soothing enough.

Sans jostled awake, jumping out of bed and summoning really scary looking skull-lazer-thingys and bones, his left eyesocket going black and the other glowing bright blue.

"WHERE IS HE!!! I SWEAR IF HE DID ANYTHIN-" He looked down, seeing a terrified (y/n). Calming himself, he sat down next to you, pulling you into a tight embrace. You hugged back, crying into his white shirt.

"hey, hey, it's alright. it's over now. it was all a dream..." He reassured you in a calming voice.

Sniffing, you let go of the hug.