~*Oneshots*~ AU Undertale Character x Reader

Classic Sans x Ex-Genocider! Reader

Fluff kids! :D
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You slammed your face on the table.

"Hey, kid. Y'alright there buddy?" Classic asked you as he sat with you. You looked up at him.

"Does it look like I'm alright, Sans?" You asked. Classic sweat-dropped. You just slammed your face back on the table. "And don't call me 'kid'. You all know that I'm practically older than most of you. Due to the fact I wasn't born in this... century."

Classic Sans sighed. "Kid, I don't understand. What do you want from me? What do you want from all my other alternate versions for you to stop hating us?"

You sighed as you put your arms under your head. "I don't hate any of you." You muttered as you looked out the window. You sighed again as you clenched your hands and blinked.

"It's just hard to explain, okay?!" You yelled at him as you abruptly stood up. Sans looked a bit surprised at your sudden outburst. 

You then looked down. You rubbed your arm. "I'm sorry for yelling... I'm just..."

You sighed again as you looked at the window. "Not used to this..."

Classic Sans was confused. He averted his eyes to his left side, then to you. "Not... used to this? What are you saying?"

You sat back down. Not giving any eye contact... er....eye-socket?.. "I'm not... used to all of you."

"Uh, sorry, what?" Classic Sans asked, a bit offended. You noticed.

"I mean that.. I'm not used to people being nice to me. I'm not used to people caring about me. People showing me kindness and unconditional love... I'm just so..." You trailed off. "I'm put on the edge, okay? I'm so used to being so empty inside. Being so badly treated. Feeling so unhappy and depressed. That actually feeling happy.. Feeling so safe... Makes me feel... weird.."

"Humanity... damaged me... humanity screwed me up. They're probably the reason why I'm so... not normal! Why I act so weird! And let's face it, humanity sucks. Everyone is horrible. Just like.. me.. I mean.. I hurt you and so many innocent monsters. And I mentally screwed you up through the resets I made Frisk do. And terrorized a bunch of monsters and you over and over again. By killing people." You say as you looked down. "I killed people. Just because... I was blinded by the hatred I had towards my race. The people who gave birth to me and 'took care' of me. I wouldn't call them my parents... they were horrible towards me. Just because they thought I was a monster because I had red eyes."

You trailed off. "You know what? I'll shut up. Just.. I'm sorry for making you guys feel like I hate you. When it's supposed to be like you and your alternate versions hating me. After all, everyone does hate me."

You stood up. And you tried to leave. Emphasis on "tried". Someone grabbed your wrist. Most likely. Classic Sans did.

"Wait, kid. Look. I know you have a messed up past life, or probably have a messed up mind with thoughts that are against you. I may not... trust you because of what you did-" You cut him off.

"And that's supposed to make me feel better... how?" You asked. Sans face-palmed with his other free hand. He just looked at you with this poker-face. And then sighed again.

"Bud, you can trust me enough to tell me your problems or stuff you're going through. Cause I can probably understand what you are going through."

"You do know that I won't do that since I will feel like I'm just burdening you with my problems making your already heavy burden of the knowledge of timelines heavier due to you worrying about my problems... right?" You asked. Sans chuckled, closing his eye-sockets. (Is.. is that even possible??)

"Yeah, I know." He replied as he opened his eye-sockets. (I have no idea if that's even possible. XD) You stared at him. "And I know that you won't even tell me anything despite the fact that I already told you that you can tell me anything, since I do that to Papyrus."

You blushed in embarrassment.

"So you gotta tell me. Okay kid?" He asked. You huffed and glared at him and then looked away. Classic Sans' smile fell a bit. (Get it? No? Okay.. I'll stop..)

Then he did the most surprising thing ever. He pulled you into a hug. Catching you off guard.

"Buddy, take care of yourself. Okay? Cause someone really cares about you." Sans said. You just stayed frozen. Because it felt awkward for you. And weird again.

"Sans, this is... really awkward for me. Realizing that a person who I used to consider an enemy in the last timeline is hugging me." You reply. Feeling very weirded out. But for some reason. It felt really... comfortable. Because someone was actually showing you that they're there for you. In a non-platonic way I think...

"Just don't think about it like that." He replied, laughing a bit. You pushed him away.

"Are you frickin' making fun of me?" You demanded.

"No! I swear! Me? No!" Classic laughed between words.

"You are! The FRICK dude?! Really? Why?!" You yelled at him. Classic started laughing even louder. Tears were literally forming outside his eye-sockets. He wiped them off.

"Okay, buddy, I'm serious now." Classic said. You just glared at him with a red tinted face. You turned away. He grabbed your arm again. And pulled you into a hug. "And I wasn't kidding about the part you telling me your problems. And that someone really cares about you."

Your eyes glowed red. In a good way. You were filled with hope. And determination. Your eyes used to be just gray. Because of your lack of determination and hope. Your emptiness as I presume.

You hugged him back. That caught Sans off guard. He wasn't expecting you to hug back. Since you were a bit as edgy as Underfell Sans.

"Hey Sans?" You called to him.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"Thanks for everything."