AU Sans x Reader Oneshots!!!

Underswap Sans x Reader x Underswap Papyrus

Y/N's POV:

You were slumped on the skelebro's couch, kind of bored since the two were out doing their 'work.' You tried flipping through the channels, but Napstabot was boring, his DJ songs were boring, and his cooking challenges were....

Yep you guessed it.

Boring.

You groaned, and rubbed your forehead out of habit. You clicked the button on the TV remote so you could power off the TV, then you turned upside down on the couch. You felt blood going to your head, but honestly, you didn't care, you were bored.

You then sat up correctly, and decided to snoop around the brother's rooms. You went to Sans's first, since it was closer. You opened the door to the familiar sight of a blue racecar bed, and the mini figures that Sans has been collecting. You saw his closet, so you opened the door, half expecting something to jump out at you for a reason, but,

instead you saw picures.

Not any pictures,

but pictures of you.

You blushed, and backed away from the closet, and closed the door. You then waltzed out of Sans's room to Papyrus's room, and opened the door.

You were greeted with darkness.

You knew that there was a light switch nearby, so you went over to flick it, and caused the lights to turn on. You then walked over to Papyrus's treadmill, that you knew Papyrus never used, and then went near his self-sustaining tornado of trash, to get to his dresser. You pulled open the first shelf, and there you saw,

pictures,

of,

yourself.

WHY ARE THE SKELEBROS OBSESSED WITH ME?!

Wait...

Do you see...              yes, yes you do.

You see little orange hearts surrounding the picture, making it like a picture frame, and from what you recall, Sans had the same thing, except turquoise hearts. You then blushed immensely, as you recalled all the little things that the bros have been doing over you. You remember one time, over a table of tacos, the brothers seem to have been arguing over something...

"BRO! YOU KNOW I LIKE, 'IT!'" Sans one day shouted at Papyrus.

"So? Whoever gets 'it' first, will get 'it.'" Papyrus leaned back on his chair and rested his feet upon the table. I wasn't the dubious type, so I only listened, and didn't pay attention directly to what they were bickering about, like asking questions. So I just paid attention to my taco.

"PLEASE?! YOU SAID IT YOURSELF! 'IT' MUST FAVOR ME MORE!" Now at the time, I thought they were talking about some of the monsters, but now, I realize they were talking about me.

"Bro, I never said that. I said that 'it' must favor me more." Papyrus ate his honey flavored taco. I didn't notice at first, but from my current knowledge, Sans must have been fuming.

"PAPYRUS!!" He said with extra volume. "YOU KNOW THAT I WOULD BE SAD IF I DON'T GET 'IT!'"

"But I will be depressed if I don't get 'it.'" I then saw Papyrus walk off and sleep on the couch, with Sans grumbling behind him.

I just went with the flow, and never bothered about that conversation, until when Papyrus woke up from his nap, I was making my way down the stairs to help make tacos with Sans, when I neared the couch, and Papyrus grabbed me! He then clutched me, and pulled me over to the couch he was laying on, and snuggled with me. The whole time I have been confused as heck, but I kept a straight face. When Sans called me over to help with the tacos, and I wasn't there, he then saw me with Papyrus, and he fumed.