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

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"... and so I said snow problem and-" Sans stopped in the middle of his story.

"...What...?"

"where's the map."

"The map? Oh! The map! It should be right-" You reached into the pockets of the skeleton's jacket, searching among all the gold for a peice of paper.

...nothing...

...nope, that's the dog bone...

...why does he even have that romance book?...

...I...

"I can't find it." You announced in defeat, throwing your arms up into the air.

"i knew it..." Sans whispered to himself.

"Wha... what do you mean?" You inquired.

"we must've left it back at tula's"

"Oh... well there isn't any way I'm going back there."

"heh, i guess i know how frisk felt..."

"What?"

"nothing... anyway it's getting dark."

"What do you mea-oh." You looked around, just now realizing how dark it was. "Well, sense we're not going to get to the inn any time soon, we'd better set up camp or something."

"yeah, that sounds good." Sans responded.

After a while of walking, you both found a wide clearing. It looked a little like the one where you met Flowey, minus the flowers.

Reaching into Sans' jacket, you pulled out a tent.

Is there anything that Sans didn't put in here?!

You dug further, and found a bunch of pillows, blankets, and even a blow-up mattress.

I guess not...

One you had set everything up, including having Sans cut down wood (with magic, of course) for a fire, you searched through the jacket for a match.

"...Seriously!?"

"what?"

"You have a freaking tent in this thing, but you don't have a simple match!? How can we start a fire without a match!? We can't, that's how!"

"don't you know how to do it cave-man style or somethin'?" Sans lazily asked, while plopping down on a bean-bag.

"NO! I... I never learned it..."

"same. hey, what's tha-"

"No." You interrupted him in the middle of the cursed phrase.

"what?" He asked, completely oblivious as to why you said "no", suddenly.

"Whenever you say that, crap comes." You responded.

"but, i see a li-"

"Nope."

"but-"

"Nah-uh."

"seriously, lo-"

"Fine, you win! Let's have bad luck again..." You grumbled as you turned your head to where he was pointing. The was a far off glow from.. somewhere.

"Whoever they are, they must have some kind of way to make fire!" You claimed. "Let's go!"

With those two words, the complaining skeleton and the running human went off, once again doing their odd (and slightly entertaining) shenanigan. Once you finally got to the source of the light, you found....