it had been two years since the car accident. me, g and paps became fast friends. "hey, dove, you ready?" "yeah, give me a minute." my dad got lung cancer and died. good riddance. i ended up staying with the skelebros. oh, and i recently broke three ribs, an arm and my foot in an intense fight with a monster hater. i healed just about all the way, though. believe it or not, but if you think i looked bad then you should see her. "we're leaving! hurry!" "HOE, you better not leave for drunk karaoke without me!" I walk out of my room and out the door. "g pops me behind the head. "what did i say about calling me a hoe?" i pop him back. "and what did i say about doing that?" "get a room you two!" "PAPYRUS!" me and g shout in unison. me and g would never date! he probably wouldn't even want to. i mean if he did, i wouldn't oppose. "Miss Dove! are you okay? do you have a fever?" "huh? wha no, im fine. lets go already."
*tem skip to the bar*
"go Dove!"a very drunk G pushes me to the stage. "fine!" i couldnt get drunk because i was only 18. so i would be the driver.
"This is gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
The gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds
But they haven't seen the best of us yet
If you love me let me go
If you love me let me go
'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
And truth be told, I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
This is gospel for the vagabonds,
Ne'er-do-wells, insufferable bastards
Confessing their apostasies
Led away by imperfect impostors
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Don't try to sleep through the end of the world
Bury me alive
'Cause I won't give up without a fight
If you love me let me go
If you love me let me go
'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
And truth be told, I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart Oh, the fear of falling apart
Oh, the fear, the fear of falling apart Oh This is the beat of my heart
The fear of falling apart Oh This is the beat of my heart
The fear of falling apart Oh This is the beat of my heart
The fear of falling apart Oh This is the beat of my heart
The fear of falling apart"
i look down to the crowd. they all cheer and shout. my eyes meet with g. he was motionless but his face was glowing yellow. i walk off the stage. "alright g. a deals a deal. your turn." he stumbles up the stage and messes with the karaoke machine.
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A string of bad luck. G sans x reader
FanficY/n ( Dove ) L/n has had a good life. Till the death of her mother. Now, as a teen, she can say she's had a hard life. And a full schedule. She doesn't live this way forever. Right? There is minor talk about abuse but nothing much. Also, I doubt it...
