Underdeath - Sans X Reader

New Day

     (I don't know what to draw for this, so just have a song x3)
    
    
When I wake up, I hear light snoring behind me. I look back, and see Sans. Sitting on the floor, with his head on the couch. Using his arms as a pillow. I faintly blush, seeing how close he is. I quietly sit up, and rub my eyes, when I hear Sans behind me. "Morning." He says. I look behind me at him. He looks wide awake. "Were you sleeping?" I say, my voice cracks mid-sentence. "Mmmm- What do you think?" He asks, as he raises up his head. "No?" I ask. "Correct." He answers. I sigh, and move my hair out of my face. Just to have it fall back to my face again. "Issues?" Sans asks. I look at him, "What do you think?" I say, re-using what he said. He quietly chuckles. I look out the window. "Why is everything so torn up?" I ask, as I look around the house. "Well, like I said earlier. Kill or be killed zone." He says. I yawn. "Okay, so tell me something I don't know." I say. "A lot of fights, break-ins, and... Death." He says. "O-oh." I say, as I look down. "But it's calmed down a lot more since those times, so maybe one day everyone'll stop trying to kill each other." Sans adds. "Why are they trying to kill each other in the first place?" I ask. "Dunno. It just... Has always been like this. Ever since the humans trapped us down here, we've kinda... Gone insane, I guess." Sans says. "Oh..." 'Why did they trap monsters underground? Were they evil before captivity?' I thought. "Why did they trap you guys here?" I ask. "I don't know that far into history. All I know, is the monsters were trapped, and a few years later, they began to go insane and try to kill each other... Now I can ask you about the surface." Sans says. "Okay." I reply. "Are humans nice? Or aggressive...?" Sans asks. "Ehh, it depends. A lot of humans are okay, but then there are others... Some have gone to mental hospitals. Saying they have seen people that are dead, and have heard voices." I say. "Oh, wow..." Sans says.
    
We ask each other questions for a good half hour to an hour, before we just... Zone out. For about 30 minutes, before I am zoned back.
    
Sans shakes me, snapping me from my thoughts. "Huh?" I ask, looking at him. "Jeez, you really zone out." Sans says. "Oh, sorry..." I say. "Nah, it's fine. Honestly, zoning out is better than being here. Heh." Sans says. I stand up, and walk to the kitchen. "Where are ya' going?" Sans asks. "I'm hungry. And get used to that, cause I eat a lot." I say. "Mkay." Sans replies. I open the fridge. 'Spaghetti... So much frickin' spaghetti.' "You sure do have a lot of spaghetti." I say, with a small giggle at the end. "Nah, that's all from Pap. He makes a lot of spaghetti. In case of 'emergencies'." Sans replies. "Pap?" I ask. "Papyrus, my brother." Sans says. "Ohhh, okay." I reply. "Hey, can I just eat the fridge?" I ask. "Uhhh, no?" Sans asks, with a concerned face. I just laugh, "I'm joking." I say. "Oh, okay... I was confused there for a second." Sans says. "Lol" I say. "Well, uhh... I'm gonna go explore more of the underground, okay?" I ask. Sans flinches, and looks at me. "U-uhh....." Sans says. "I'll be fine... Trust me. Okay?" I say. "O-okay..." Sans says. "I'll come back later, okay?" I ask. "Okay..." He says, and I open the door. "Bye" I say. "W-wait, before you leave." Sans replies, as he stands up, and walks to me. "Here, it's cold out there" Sans says, as he hands me his hoodie. "O-oh... Thanks...?" I have a questioning tone. "Ehh, it's no problem. Be careful." He says. "Okay, bye." I say. "Bye" He replies. I leave, and shut the door behind me. Walking out into the desolate cold.