Just SING | Sans X Reader

Chapter Seven | Oh, brother..

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I hesitantly let go, probably blushing my face off. If I had a face. She stared wide-eyed at me, blushing red too.

Wait, too? Blushing? Does she really like me that way? ... Nah.. I really shouldn't get my hopes up.. and she's Frisk's sister? What even is her name?!!

This is a lot to process.. I stand there, staring at her. Frisk starts squealing and jumping. Something tall and white and red in the distance catches my eye, though... oh.. Paps!

"Uh, you two should probably.. hide behind that stand over there." I point to my sentry station and they go there and crouch down. I walk over the bridge and a little closer to the stand. "See, my brother Papyrus is a sentry and-" Before I could even explain, Papyrus comes stomping in.

"SANS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF YOUR STATION? THERE MIGHT BE HOOOMANS ABOUT!! AND I'M NOT GONNA LET YOU RUIN MY CHANCE AT GETTING INTO THE ROYAL GUARD!" He says-er, yells..? and practically rants about being popular, bathing in a shower of kisses every morning, yada yada yada.. Then it becomes my turn to talk.

"YOU HAVEN'T EVEN DONE ANYTHING YET TODAY!" "But Pap, I've done a ton of stuff today!" I look down the stand, the girl noticing the pun I'm about to unleash on Paps. She starts smiling wide, and I wink.

"A skele-ton." I pun, emphasizing the 'ton' part. She covers her mouth to be quiet. "SAAANS! WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO ME?" He whines. "Aww, bro. I'm sorry if I'm working you.." "SANS." "Down to the bone!" Pap sighs, and lets out an unholy screech that surprises me and I jump back a bit. The two hiding are also surprised. But the girl is still silently laughing at my pun from earlier.

Now I'm just about to milk it. "Hey Paps, you know what instrument I really wanna learn how to play?" "OH NO. LET ME GUESS, SANS. A TROMBO-" "A Ukelele." I grinned wider, cheekbones starting to hurt a little. Heh. Cheekbones. "OH. WELL, GOOD FOR YOU, SAN-" "Actually, It might be better if I learn the Guitar. Putting a little more backbone into it than a small Ukelele." Pap sighs deeply and inhales. "SANS, PLEASE. DEATH BY BAD PUNS IS NOT A VERY GREAT WAY TO DIE." ...

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Sans just stopped. Face devoid of anything. His pinpricks are gone. I wish I could nudge him, or just ask him if anything is okay, or anything really. This is a bit creepy.

"WELL I'M GONNA GO TO UNDYNE'S FOR THE COOKING LESSONS. I HOPE YOU FEEL A LOT LESS 'PUNNY' WHEN I GET BACK. AND FIX YOUR JACKET, IT LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT HIT WITH A TORNADO." He stomps off. When I think the coast is clear, I gently tug the sleeve of his jacket. He looks back, pinpricks are a little dimmer than a while ago but they're back.

"Are you okay?" I stand up. Well, that's not really much of help-he's still three inches taller than me. "Yeah, I'm alright." He shakes his head, like he just got out of a trance. "You didn't seem alright.." I tilt my head, squinting.

"Really, it's fine." He says. I don't think so.. cause I have a feeling he's not telling me something. "Well, Frisk and I need to get going. We don't really have a place to live, so we're gonna look for somewhere to stay." Frisk grabs my hand and I help her get up.

"Oh, okay then. Well, I'm going back to my place. There's an Inn beside the shop, if that's what you're looking for. Bye." He walks towards the Ruins door path. Wait-what? He lives there? I peek around the vast forest. He's gone... maybe he's just a fast runner. Or fast walker.

"Okay... Let's go then!" I walked through the snow, every once in a while a cold breeze would pass. How does that even happen? There aren't any clouds here-much less a sun-and this place is atleast a hundred feet under the surface. But.. I'd rather not question the logic of this place. There are foods that make you float, talking frogs, and living skeletons down here and I'm pretty sure there's more to this 'Underground' than meets the eye.

A few minutes more after walking, there's Sans and Papyrus again. They're talking about.. something. Papyrus turns to our direction, and so does Sans. Then back to themselves, then to us. This continues for a few seconds until Papyrus says in a loud voice, "SANS, AM I SEEING DOUBLE OR ARE THOSE TWO HUMANS?" "Pretty sure those are rocks." We look behind us, and certainly enough, there are two rocks. Huh.

Sans winks, then speaks up. "What are those infront of the rocks?" Oh God, Sans. You're gonna get us in trouble, Papyrus is a sentry. Wait-Sans is a sentry too, he has a station... Oh. Then why didn't.. What the heck even is the logic in this world?

"SANS!" Papyrus gasps, then they both turn around and whisper. Well, Papyrus can still be heard from a distance even if he's whispering.

"HOOOMANS! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, SHALL CAPTURE YOU! JAPES, PUZZLES, EXPERTLY COOKED TRAPS, I SHALL DO MY BEST TO CAPTURE BOTH OF YOU! AND I HOPE YOU TWO COULD DO YOUR BEST TO BE CAPTURABLE!! BECAUSE!!! IT IS VERY HARD!! TO NOT RESIST!!!! BEING CAPTURED BY THE GREAT PAPYRUS!!!!!!" He yells, every phrase getting louder and louder.

"NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!!!" He runs off.
"HEH!!!" He comes back, Then runs off again. We continue walking forward. "Hey.. You two need some money for the Inn or something?" Sans.

"How much is it anyway?" Frisk speaks up. "160G cause there's two of ya. And the kid can talk?" I look at my GOLD amount and I am ashamed. "Yeah, but she's only talkative when it comes to me for some reason." "Ah, I see. Well, I have this room key, I'm sure the Innkeeper would accept it." He holds out a golden key in his palm. I try to grab it, but he snatches it away. "But. You two have to do me a favor after." He smirks.

"What might be this 'favor' of yours?" "You have to eat my bro's spaghetti." Frisk audibly gulps. "Frisk, you know what his spaghetti tastes like?" "N-no, Nevermind." Sounds like she's lying. Sans shoots Frisk a glare for whatever reason. He then gives me the key and I stuff it in my pocket.

"Okay. His spaghetti shouldn't be that bad, right?" I mutter to myself. "You have no idea." He smirks again. Smirky bastard.

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