Just a Little Love | Sans x Reader

The Other Skelebro

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"uhh, who's this?"

"OH, SANS! I SEE YOU'RE AWAKE!" Papyrus hopped towards sans and carried him to the kitchen.

"LOOK! (Y/N) AND I HAVE MADE SOME SPAGHETTI!" Papyrus shoved a plate of spaghetti into sans' hands. The shorter skeleton looked at the plate of spaghetti, hands shaking. He took the fork and twirled it around the spaghetti. Finally in one clean blow, the fork went into his mouth with his eyes closed.

sans opened his eyes in shock. Instead of cold, glittered spaghetti, this spaghetti tasted like heaven. He twirled his fork again, chewing very slowly to savor the extreme taste. After a few more twirls, he stuffed himself with spaghetti. When he had finished swallowing, he opened his eyes slightly to inspect Papyrus' reaction.

The tall skeleton's eyes were gleaming with pride and joy. "I SEE YOU'VE FINISHED IT! HOW WAS THE TASTE? GOOD, RIGHT?"

"yeah, it was really good. nice job, bro," sans said as he smiled widely at his brother. "WOWIE! (Y/N) IS A GREAT CHEF! SHE CAN ALMOST BE AS GREAT AS ME!"

"Gee, thanks Pap! I look forward to future cooking lessons!"

"sorry to interrupt, but who's this?" sans looked suspiciously at you.

*You felt your sins crawling on your back.

You shivered and clenched your fists. "OH, THIS IS (F/N), ONE OF THE SUPER AWESOME HUMANS!"

"oh, nice to meet'cha, kid," sans extended a hand and waited for you to accept it. You slowly reached your sweaty hand out.

PPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFT

"Heheh, the old whoopie in the cushion hand trick--"

"OH MY GOD! SANS, DON'T DO THAT TO THE HUMAN! YOU'LL CORRUPT HER WITH YOUR SUPER LAME JOKES AND PUNS!" You watched Papyrus shouting at sans and giggled.

"hey look, the kid likes my jokes," he chuckled. "i don't blame her, my puns are too punny. They're pretty punerrific."

"JUST. NO. I'LL BE GOING NOW. BYE." And with that, Papyrus spun out of the house, leaving you with sans.

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Both of you stood there, unsure what to say. You stood a few inches away from him and faced the opposite direction. "so... paps talks a lot about you," he started.

"Really? That's... uh, nice, I guess?"

"mostly about how 'cool' and 'great' you are."

"Well, your brother is really cool too. I don't know how he made spaghetti with glitter and sequins! It's amazingly weird if you ask me." you turned to face him, only to realize he wasn't standing in the kitchen. Suddenly, the television started playing.

"heh, yep. he's the best bro anyone can have." sans looked at you and smirked. "why the shocked face?"

"How--what--when--How the hell did you go from the kitchen to the couch without me noticing?"

"magic. wanna watch some tv?" he asked. You nodded and walked towards the couch, plopping down next to him.

"by the way, that spaghetti you help paps make was really good."

"Thanks! I just showed Papyrus how to cut properly--" the atmosphere suddenly became dark. "...A-and how to cook the p-pasta," you stammered. The atmosphere lightened and everything returned to being calm and relaxed. You definitely saw sans' left eye turning blue.