{Broken Already} Gaster Sans x Reader

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Ok so this one is either gonna be short or really long I'm not sure. Any who ONTO THE STORY!!

I cautiously opened my eyes. To my disbelief it was the skeleton from the bar. "What do you think you doing?" he asked the men as he took a puff from his cigarette. They turn their attention to him. "And who the hell are you?" the man asked. The skeleton took one last puff out of his cigarette and threw it to the ground, stomping it out. He closed his eyes and said, "Your worst fucking nightmare." With that he opened his eyes and his left eye (his left but facing him it would be his right) was glowing yellow. (I think please correct me if I'm wrong.) He moved his hand and some of the men flew to the side hitting the wall. (I apologize before hand I suck at fight scenes because I struggle with some of their attacks. Just go with it please.) I took the chance of them being distracted to flip myself over the men that were holding me and kick them forward making them fall. I took my knife and quickly stabbed the two men that were holding me. The skeleton was busy fighting some of the other ones. I grabbed my scarf and sweater and put them back on before turning to the skeleton. The men all laid on the ground in moving. My vision was slightly blurred. I felt something warm run down my cheek. I raised my hand and felt under my scarf. Blood was oozing from the cut. The skeleton pulled out another cigarette. He lit it and turned to me. "Whats your name Dove?" he asked. I was blushed at the name. Luckily he couldn't see that under my scarf. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by a gun going off. I looked down and saw that I had been shot in the stomach.

I collapsed to the ground and screamed in pain. A man had been behind me that neither me or the skeleton could see. The skeletons mouth dropped open in surprise. He flung the man to the side and ran over to me. I was gasping for air. I was shaking and had my hands on my wound. "Aghh, Shit!" I said holding my wound. "Hey! Look at me." The skeleton said. I moved my (e/c) eyes to look at him. He looked at my hands and back at me. He slowly moved my hands from the wound. I gasped in pain and clenched my teeth so I wouldn't scream. The skeletons face dropped when he saw my wound. "Shit." he mumbled. Sirens could be heard in the distance. Casual fights were normal but when a gun shot it heard they send police. I push his hands away. "Get out of here." I say gritting my teeth. He looks at me slightly shocked. "If they find you they will kill you. Monsters don't have good reputations." I say looking at him. "Ill either get shot or die from blood loss." He looks around before saying, "Sorry sweet heart but no can do." He grabs my hand. "Close your eyes." he says. I do as I'm told. A light flashes and then everything is quiet. I hear rustling and open my eyes. We are no longer in a alley but now a abandoned building. "Wha?" I ask trying to sit up only to scream out in pain. I close my eyes and feel a hand gently push me back down. I open one eye to see the skeleton looking over my bullet wound. "How does it look?" I asked. He looked at me and chuckled slightly. "Want the truth or it sugar coated Dove?" he asked. "Truth." I said flinching as he unzips my sweater so he can get a better look at my wound. I cool night air making the hole in my stomach hurt slightly more. "Heh. It looks painful for one." "Well no shit Sherlock." "It looks bad. Like really bad. I- Shit." He said rubbing the back of his skull with his hand. "Help me move to somewhere I can see the wound." I said pushing myself up with my arm. He nods. I'm about to reach out to grab his hand so he can help me up when I am surrounded my a yellow light and lifted into the air. I gasp and watch the skeleton smirk. He places me down and some blankets he must have set up. I lean against the wall and catch my breath. I look down at my wound and flinch back. "Ok I need your help..." I say stopping when I realize I don't know his name. "Sans but you can call me G." he said. "Ok G I need your help getting the bullet out." I said removing my sweater slowly gritting my teeth in the process. "Wait..are you serious?" he said slightly shocked.