My Little Puppy (Fell!Sans x Wolf!Reader)

1- Escape

Song has nothing to do with the story, but it's pretty cool anyways. Needless to say, I do not own the song or the picture. I am not that cool.

You lay curled up in your comfy dog bed, having a wonderful dream involving spaghetti, dog biscuits, and horrific murder. Your (H/C) ears twitches in your sleep, and suddenly perked up when you heard the sound of the basement door unlocking. You sat up immediately, and started to thump your (H/C) tail lightly against the doggy bed.

"Heya, pet. How ya been doing while I was gone? Miss me?" The short skeleton, Sans, asked, smiling down at you. He was holding a plate of spaghetti with suspicious looking sauce on it. He squatted down in front of you and placed the plate down in front of you.

"Bone-appetite, pet,"He said smirking, "Eat up. Aww, what's the matter? Don't like spaghetti?"

You backed up into the corner, glaring. He always tried to drug you by hiding the drugs in food whenever a checkup with Alphys was needed, and so you had grown to distrust any food given to you by anyone. You started growling softly at him, your hair bristling and senses on edge.

"Hey!" Sans shouted, throwing a knife at you. It just barely missed you, leaving a long gash on your left arm. "What did I say about growling? Huh? Do you want a repeat of last time? No? Good. Don't. Dot it. Again."

     You nod and whimper, your tail tucked between your legs and ears flat on your head. He smiled and stood up.

     "Bye now, I'll be back later and we can have some fun~ Let's try guns this time, shall we?" He laughed and left.

As soon as he was gone, you relaxed a bit and started licking your wound. Due to an experimental serum Alphys had given you during one hated trip, your body healed at a much faster rate than any normal human's. This opened up the options for what the Masters could do to you in a shorter amount of time.

You soon laid back down, adjusting your clothes to make yourself more comfortable. It wasn't much, just a black sweater, some thin sweatpants with a girl in them for your tail to stick through, a pair of red and black socks with so many holes in them it looked like you were just wearing a few bits of string on your feet, and a collar put on you by Mini Master (Gaster Blaster Mini Master XD), but it was enough to keep you reasonably warm during when it got really cold. Or, well, at least warm enough that you didn't freeze to death.

You lay there, thinking, trying to remember what your life was like before you went to live with Masters. You had been very young, not more than one or two, and you were now about 18. No memories came to mind, and your stomach growled. You looked at the plate of suspicious spaghetti, but refused to eat it. You would always do this, until they either force fed you or until the hunger became too much to handle.

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Two days later.

You were having another wonderful dream, this time involving hat llamas, mass genocide, and Temmie Flakes, the original breakfast, Temmie Flakes, so good you can't taste it, Temmie Flakes, don't forget to digest it, Temmie Flakes in your-

"Wake up, b*tch." Papyrus said, immediately causing you to wake up. (I mean, technically you are. XD.
*Narra, that's mean.*
So?
*Sighs..... Anyways.*)

You sat up onto your knees and looked at him as he attached a leash to your collar. He handed it to Sans.

"Undyne's coming over today, and she'll definitely find you if you're in the house. So, we're putting you in the shed for today. Don't try anything, got it?" He growled. You nod, and he turns to leave, adding over his shoulder, "That goes for you too, Sans!"

"Yes, Boss." Sans said, rolling his eyes once he was out of view. He snapped his fingers, and you were both teleported into the garage. He tied the leash to the wall and teleported out, but not before leaving his jacket with you.

You sat in silence, making sure he was gone. As soon as you heard Papyrus yelling at Sans in the house, you started investigating your surroundings. A quick pull on the leash revealed that it hadn't been tied very well, more like just looped around something on the wall.

Tall Master must be very mad at Mini Master. You think to yourself, as the sound of yelling increased, followed by a loud smashing sound. You briefly wonder what caused him to be so angry, but a sudden cold draft caused you to shiver and put Sans's jacket on. You look around, wondering where it could possibly have-

There.

In a corner of the shed, there was a large hole. You walk over on all fours and begin to dig at it, seeing if you can possibly escape. It took a little while but you eventually managed to dig a hole large enough to escape. You poke your head out first, sniffing to make sure no one was around, and then bolt out towards the woods and freedom.

Sans P.O.V.

I teleport, into the shed, ticked off at boss. Not that I could show it, of course. And he says I'M the one with a bad temper, he's the one who smashed the f*cking TV just because I lent my jacket to Pet because I thought they might get cold! But nooooo, suddenly I'M the one to blame, so I of course have to go ALL the way out here, just to get HOLY SH*T WHERE THE F*CK DID SHE GO?!?!

...........

I'm so dead.

A/N
I was writing this at 1:30 in the morning, and then my animals started freaking out. I went to see what it was, and then a mouse jumped at me. I cried. 😢

Seriously, though, four animals in this house. One of them wasn't interested, another was a total failure and kept sniffing the first spot they saw it, the third didn't find anything after it disappeared, and the fourth just watched.
Also, 1,107 word count! Yay! Imma go collapse in a corner now. *Thwumpth.*
ALSO also, this is my first (Y/N) book, or, well, now that I think about it, full story ever. So, tell me whatcha think. I'd love to hear more! Especially grammar correcting stuff. I'm a grammar nazi and that kind of stuff annoys me.
Seeya later, persons!
~Time Shadow