Sans x Reader oneshots 2nd book (with a lot less spelling mistakes)

Dreamer Reader x Dream

I've always had a childish dream. . . I've dreamed of beautiful castles, extravagant dresses, and true love. I know every Disney movie by heart, I want to dance in a dress that kisses the floor as my beloved spins me. Yes, my dream was childish but I don't care! It's my dream and I'll make it come true. I might not become a queen or a princess but I can sure as hell look like I was. I wouldn't be the only one. I wanted so badly to sell my dresses I would make. 

I pulled out my designs for dresses, surely someone would like these dresses I 've designed. I asked everyone who I knew to help me make them. All I needed was the money for the materials. Person after person I asked, and person after person denied me. "These dresses are childlike, you'd never make any money." After being denied so many times, I started to believe them. Maybe the designs were too childish. . . I shook my head, "No! Someone is sure to like them! I just need to stay determined!" 

Again, I felt I was wrong. . . I had asked over 300 people, and all of them denied me. 

I walked into my small apartment, throwing the designs on the couch and walking into my room. I took a deep breath, "hey, it's ok. It's only 300 out of 7.6 billion!" I said and smiled. "In an ocean of 'no', there has to be a 'yes'!" 

I tried for so long to get on yes. . . I never got it. My determination faded, no one would like my dresses. . .

(Dream's pov)

I watched over them carefully. Everyone's dreams are important, but some dreams fade. I want to keep that from happening. There is one dream that has outshined all the others. The ower of the dream never gave up, it was owner never gave up. They stayed determined. . . but as I stared down at the dream it not only began to fade, it began to shatter. My eyesockets widened, "no, no, no, no! Please, stay determined!" I clutched the dream and was transported to a room. The room's walls were covered with pictures peaces of pictures that seemed to be torn down. 

I walked over to see a sketch desk. Every page had been torn out and crumbled or torn to shreds. I uncrumpled a picture, it was a beautiful white dress with a golden top portion. The dress looked fit for a princess. On the other side of the room, there were some mannequins. The dress that was on one of them looked unfinished. It was a pastel blue. It, like the other dresses, was beautiful even before it was fully finished. I walked towards the mannequin. I set both of them upright and began to fix up the room. After I finished I heard the front door open. I quickly hid in a chest that was nearby, footsteps came towards the room and quickly stopped. "What. . . What happened?" The voice belonged to a female. I peeked out of my hiding spot. I saw a girl with h/c hair, with e/c eyes that looked like they just finished crying. Her outfit was poorly put together. A shirt a size too big and some sweatpants. 

She continued to look around, "I know I basically destroyed my studio. . . and yet it looks as if nothing happened." She looked around coming close several times to my hiding spot. 'What is she looking for?' She finally sighed and opened a chest I was in. She screamed as she made eye contact with me. "What the hell!?" I quickly stood up, "Shh, no it's fine I won't hurt you." I said trying to calm her down. "What the hell, are you ok? You look like a skeleton! You don't have to break into my house to get food." She walked over to me and offered a hand to me. 

I took her hand and she screamed again, "wait. . . you're an actual skeleton?" I nodded slowly, 'have monsters not been freed here?' "How is that even possible? You can't be a skeleton, but you clearly aren't wearing a costume. . ." she went on but she was talking so fast that I couldn't understand her. "Ok!" She sighed, "what's your name?" I smiled. "My names Dream, I came here because your dreams were fading." 

"My dreams?" I nodded and held out the golden (although it's not really gold anymore.) orb and showed it to her. "This is your hopes and dreams. you have multiple but this one has always been the brightest, but. . . it's been fading, it's not nearly as golden as it once was." Her eyes looked to have filled with sorrow and a hint of anger. She grabbed the orb from he and crushed threw it on the ground. The orb shattered into pieces, I was shocked. 'Why would you do that!?" I asked. She looked at me with tearful eyes. "They should have been shattered a long time ago. They were pathetic and unrealistic." She was about to walk out of the room leaving me with her shattered dreams.

"You should never give up on your dreams. . ."   

She hesitated for a moment "The world doesn't like or need dreamers. . ." I shook my head. "You're wrong! The world does need dreamers, dreamers become inventors and find ways to change the world!" She stayed for a moment but left.