Tied Fates (Sans x Frisk Oneshots)

Swapped Love Pt. 2

Gee, its hard being in someone else's body, especially if your in the body of that person who hates you the most.

A few hours have already passed and I can't still accept the fact that we've exchanged bodies, sure, Mom said this is a nice opportunity for us the get along. Even Dr. Gaster used to approve of us to get along but its really not gonna work.

Especially if HE doesn't cooperate well.

I scoffed and continued walking our way towards his Hotdog 'n cat stand.

"hey, can ya walk a bit faster?! I don't want ya to get cold in here...that'll be another burden for me." Sans turned his annoyed face towards me and marched along the big mounds of snow.

"yeah yeah, sheesh." I rolled my eyes and pulled the hood above me with his jacket. Its easy for him to say since he wears my boots and I'm just wearing his wet soaked pink slippers.

To cut the story short,

After we made that excuse with gaster and paps, we headed for Mom since she's the only one we could consult to somewhat help us with this issue.

Of course I wanted to pay her a visit, its just gonna surprise her to know that the 16 year old she used to call child has swapped bodies with a lazy ignorant skeleton.

I mean, its not your day to day routine to try to impersonate a cold guy like him.

Mom was obviously surprised at first, she even tried to call Dr. G about this coz she got worried for me but, we got off that thing in awhile after we explained what REALLY happened.

Surprisingly, it immediately changed her mind. In fact, she was happy about it! That it may be the start of a good friendship, companionship, relationship thing.

I know, I'm trying to exaggerate my tale here but its just the way things are for me.

She just gave us a 'don't worry it'll be solved soon.' statement. But on the contrary, Sans just starts being negative in a rude way about how bad my outfit was compared to his cool and comfortable style and he started blaming me again that I caused all this mess.

Says the one who did it...

I felt hatred towards him for treating me like this

For making my life miserable.

He treated me as an outsider, that explains why he never liked me in the first place.

But why?

What is that bad thing he sees in me that others don't see?

I know he called me a killer and explained some sort of timelines and stuff but...

Did he mistaken me for someone whom I'm not?

Weird it is, if it were for other people, they'd simply give up on the wrong judgement of others.

They'd rather have others hate, despise them other than they, themselves think of a way to prove them wrong.

And leaving them be only proves that their wrong judgements were right.

I'm different from that.

A part of me still has the guts to care for him and has the urge to make him like me

But why..?

Though he treated me wrong and that he makes a way with his words to turn my anger in...

A part of me wanted to know more about this guy.

Its been a week since I stayed, yes

But living with him doesn't seem to explain and reveal everything about him.