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

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Falling... falling... falling... all of it yet way too familiar...

...except for the landing.

But we're not at the landing yet, now are we?

"AHHHHHH!!!!" Frisk cries, eyes wide and alert, "AAAAGGGGAAAAIIINNNNN?!1?!1?!?!11?!1?!"

Sans just leans back and sips on a bottle of ketchup, giving a lazy, "yup."

"SAAAANNNNNSSSSSS HHHOOOOWWWWW CAAANNN YYOOOOUUU NNNOOOOOOTTT BEEEEEEEE FAAAAZZEEEEDDD BYYYYYYY THHHIIISSSSSS!!!" Frisk shouts once again

"i dunno," Sans shrugged, chugging some more ketchup down.

"Ugggghhhhh..." Frisk growled, moving over to Sans, "well, if this is anything like the others, then we have to pass out."

"can do." Sans winked and laid back on thin air, falling asleep in an instant.

"Mphm. Lucky-" Frisk's sentence was cut short by a sudden blow to the head, and they drifted further down into the hole with silence...

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Frisk slowly got up, their eyes opening slightly but then closing again. "Wh... where are we? The ruins...?"

Sans was still fast asleep.

Frisk rolled their... lines? and walked over to the lazy sleleton, giving him a big kick.

"mm... five more years.." he growled, rolling the other way.

Frisk huffed, and picked up a nearby stick, whispering in his ear: "You know, you do only have 1HP..."

He jolted up, his eye flaring blue and Gaster Blasters surronding Frisk. "Now you're awake!" Frisk cheered, as Sans realized what they were doing and rolled his pupils.

"nice one, kiddo. alright, let's go-" He stopped his words when he saw where they were. "the... ruins?"

"That's what I thought..." Frisk mumbled... looking back towards Sans for a second, but then quickly back around the room.

Indeed, it did look like The Ruins. Except, smaller and fake. So obviously fake. The walls were terribly painted to look like purple bricks, the floor just normal wood. It seems incredibly unstable, and it faded from purple to the black where the buttercups laid, the only thing there that wasn't fake.

The room was fairly large, and carried an unfamiliar path on it with jagged turns and unpredictable-and definitely unnecessary- twists and spirals.

Suddenly, the TV flickered on, showing a very glitchy... monster? She looked like Tula, except in a more goat like form. The goat creature then spoke:

"G̸͖͆r̴͎̋ë̷̠́ḙ̴̌t̸̩̊i̴̟͊n̸̞̏g̶̼̐s̵̫͠,̷̣̈́ ̷̝́I̸͕̽ ̷̰̓ă̷͇m̷͆͜-̷͎̑-̵͓̽"

"TORIEL!!!" Frisk cried, running up towards the screen and hugging the wall- the best they could, though.

"W̵̧̥̥̣̠̝̊̍́͠ͅh̸͇̟͕͐͗̐̈̄͐͠͝͝ä̷̧̫̼̪͓̩́̃͛̈͌̎͝͠͝t̷̳̥̔̑̏̀̌͊̔̽̈̀͘̕̕ ̷̢̢̠̘̞͒̀̔́́ͅt̸̛̞͔̤̣̘͇͈͉̟͉̬͒̽h̴̲̖̖̩̬̣͓̣̬̊̑̉͊̈́̉̂̇̉́̚̕͜͝e̶̢͕̗̦̲̱͚̥͉̟̥͎̐͗͆̅͛͛̚-̵̝͂̉-̷̛̣͍̞̱͍̙̋̈́̈̍͑̈̅̿̒͊͠!̶̛͚͖͚̜̹̣̙͖̗̈́̈͗͠?̸͎̪̲̥̻̗͚͙̝̙͎̳͑̅̾̅̏͂͂̈̔͂͂" The creature said, flickering into another glitchy form...

Frisk stepped back, looking at the screen while their wide grin melted from their face.

Error was now in the place of the spoken "Toriel", staring down at Frisk with one eyebrow raised and a look of humor about him.