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

Chapter 5: Scraps

 I woke up with a dull ache reaching from head to toe, opening my eyes, I drag myself up into a sitting position and rub my eyes, not remembering much of yesterday. I stand up tiredly and saunter over to the quilt-door and making my way outside, meeting an icy breeze that told of a fast approaching winter. I stand right outside my home, silently enjoying the cold wind in my fevered state. The sound of a small river that ran through the junkyard providing a calming white noise to keep me company. I closed my eyes for a while and just focused on the sound of the running water.

As I listen, I hear a small series of squeaks happening somewhere nearby. I open my eyes and as I look around I spot four giant rats ganging up on one kitten. The poor thing was alone and seemed to be a runt. The kitten, with it's black coat, white paws and bright blue eyes, was cornered and trembling in fear. By instinct, I quickly made my way over quietly and kicked away the rats with the maximum force allowed with my injury. As soon as I did that, I realized my mistake. A swarm of rats began to scuttle out of the nearby piles of junk and began trying to climb up my legs. I yelped and tried to get them off of me. I pushed the kitten toward my shelter, so that it would be safe and it seemed to understand. The kitten scurried off toward my shelter as I turned my full attention to the rats, I was just about to use my own magic to get them off when a yellow aura surrounded them and they were lifted into the air. I was confused and looked around, to find that the source was the skele-man from yesterday. He had appeared, with the kitten in his right arm, his left arm stretched outward toward me with the same yellow glow as the rats.

His left eye glowed golden and he lifted his arm upward, the rats being lifted higher, he then swung his arm to the left quickly, the rats being flung in the same direction and thrown out of sight.

I now clearly remembered the events of yesterday, my stomach dropped and I felt suddenly dizzy. He had a serious expression as he looked at me.

"You really shouldn't be out of bed. You know that right? Keep this up and you'll never get better." He said. I hummed slightly in a monotone response and walked up to him, looking at the fluff in his arms. He sighed and handed me the sweet bundle of fur.

"What are you going to name her?" He asked, looking down at us both.

"Scraps." I replied.

He chuckled, indicating that it was an odd choice but a good one. I held Scraps close to me and listened to her purr as I petted her.

Me and Skele-man walked back to my shelter and went inside, I went and sat on my recliner, putting Scraps in my lap as He pulled my desk chair over and sat directly across from me. After a minute of silence he said "Gaster Sans..."

I looked at him and tilted my head in confusion "Hmm?"

"My name is Gaster Sans, but you could call me Sans or G if you want."

I smiled slightly. "Better than callin you skele-man."

He chuckled in slight amusement and reached into his jacket, pulling out a brown paper bag.

"Brought ya some food." He said as he tossed the bag to me. I opened it to be greeted with the amazing smell of burgers and fries. I smiled brightly and after thanking him, dug into the best meal I've had in years, sharing the fries with Scraps.

After I finished eating, I sighed happily and laid back. Being in such a good mood, I reached over the side of my recliner and grabbed one of my guitars, pulling it up into my lap as Scraps moved out of the way. I strummed out the tune of an old lullaby as I relaxed slightly, Sans watching me intently. I played a couple songs, Scraps purring as she slept on the arm rest and when I looked up at Sans, I see that he's staring at the guitar but not really paying attention.

"Would you like to play something too?" I asked him.

"Hmm?" He responded, looking up at me.

I handed him the guitar not breaking eye contact. "Play."

"Oh...Alright, I guess." He said in surprise. He thought for a moment then began to play...

((Safe and Sound (Taylor Swift) - Sam Tsui & Kurt Schneider))

I don't remember being tired but by the end of the song I had fallen asleep. Sans chuckled lightly and put my guitar away before leaving for the day.

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