(Ok. Come on. That picture is CUUUTE.)
You sat in a cell with Temmie on your lap. You were petting him as tears sprinkled your eyes. "(Y/n)? Are you ok?" Temmie asked, you nodded slowly as you rested your head against the wall. Papyrus ratted you both out.
Awesome.
You've been in the cell for three days now with nothing to do but pray that everything would be ok. You sighed before Temmie nuzzled your bruised arm. "Can you sing to me?" Temmie asked as he laid on your arm. You nodded before clearing your throat and humming softly.
I painted your room at midnight
So I'd know yesterday was over
I put all your books on the top shelf
Even the one with the four leaf clover
Man I'm getting older
Sans was walking towards the shed when he heard singing. He thought he was gearing things until it got louder.
I took all your pictures off the wall
And I wrapped them in a newspaper blanket
And I haven't slept in what seems like a century
And now I can barely breathe
Sans slowly turned the shed handle and peeked in to see you singing and petting Temmie. He noticed tears swelling up in your eyes.
Just like the crow chasing the butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky
Cause when you and I were gettin' high as outer space
I never thought you would slip away
I guess I was just a little too late
Sans slowly walked in and quietly sat on a stool as you sang.
Your words still serenade me
And your lullaby's, they won't let me sleep
And I've never heard such a haunting melody
Oh it's killing me
You know I can barely breathe
Just like the crow chasing the butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky
You stopped singing when you noticed Sans. You both just stared at eachother. Sans stood up and unlocked the cell as you watched him. He waved his hand for you to come out before you picked Temmie up and walked out.
"I never knew you could sing human."
You nodded before Sans closed the cell and walked out to his house. Papyrus apologized to you about ratting you out, but you forgave him immediately. Sans smiled softly before you looked at him.
"Are you ok?"
"I'm fine."
Emily: Blackberry! Get over here!
SF Sans: Nope.
Emily: I'm going to make a part two then.
SF Sans: (shit)
