Sweet Nightmares. (Nightmare!Sans. X Werewolf Reader) DISCONTINUED

Ch. 3

(A/n
(h/c)= hair color
(e/c)= eye color
(w/f/c)= wolf fur color
(s/c)= soul color
(Y/N)= your name
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(No ones point of view)

You walked down the rough and unbeaten track to town. Nervously you flick your (w/f/c) ears.

What would they think? A werewolf, walking into a town filled with humans! You thought in worry. You haven't realized that you stopped in the middle of the road until a hand touched your shoulder.

"Turn around kid, don't you know how to greet a new pal?" a male voice asked. You slowly turn around and reach out a hand. As you grab his hand a farting noise rang out. Your face wrinkles in confusion and the man starts laughing.

"The old Woopie Cushion in the hand trick. It never fails!" he chorkled. He was an another skeleton but he was white, unlike Nightmare, and was wearing a blue hoodie, a light gray shirt underneath, black basketball shorts with white strips on the sides, and pink slippers. You start laughing along with him, you couldn't help it. As he wiped his eyesockets he looked you in the face.

"I'm Sans, Sans the skeleton." he said.

"I'm (Y/N)." you answered back. "Thank you for the laugh. I haven't laughed that hard for a long time." you grinned as he shook his head.

"Well kid, tibia honest, I know how to tickle people's funny bones." he grinned. The sound of drums and a rim shot filled the air. You looked around in shock, trying to pin point the sound. You looked back at him.

"How did you do that?"

"Do what?" he asked, his face had the look of complete innocence. You flicked your ears and huffed.

"Never mind. Hey Sans? How far is it to town?" he raised his eyebrows.

"Not that far. Why do you ask?" he questioned. His pupils disappearing then reappearing as he asked.

"I'm trying to get to town to start over." you explained. "It's a long story..."

"Come on kiddo, you can tell as we get to town." he suggested. You nodded your head in agreement and started walking with Sans, explaining you story.

(Time skip into town)

You and Sans got along really well. He was surprised to know you weren't human and helped to explain why he was in town.

"You see, we monsters used to live in the Underground, trapped by humans thousands of years ago. King Asogre found out that in order to break the barrier that trapped us, he need 7 human souls. In order to get those souls, he killed the humans that fell into the underground. My friend, Frisk, was the seventh human to fall into the Underground. Instead of being killed, though, they saved everyone by breaking the barrier. Ever since then monsters and humans lived together on the surface." he shrugged at the explanation. You pondered for a moment then asked,

"Are there any other skeletons then?"

"Just my brother, Papyrus." he answered. "He would love to meet you (Y/N). Want to see him? I know a shot cut to our house." you nod your head yes and he grabs your hand and heads down a alley.

(One shortcut later)

Sans and Papyrus's house was very decorated. Christmas lights hung all around the front and a wreath hung on the door.

"You live here?" you gasped. The bright lights amazed you. Werewolves never had any holidays except The Great Hunt and Remembrance Day, which are celebrated every 4 years.

"Yep. Me and Papyrus lived in a similar house in the Underground and when we found this, it was home sweet home." Sans chuckled.

He opened the front door and was greeted by a very tall skeleton wearing a bright red scarf, a white chestplate with a red and black symbol, gray shoulder plates, red gloves, blue spandex bottoms, and black tights covering his legs.

"SANS! WERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAVE BEEN... WAIT... IS THAT A HUMAN?" Papyrus leaned down and studied you with great curiosity.

"No Paps. This is my friend, (Y/N), the werewolf." Sans lazily explained.

"Nice to meet you Papyrus." you said kindly. Papyrus exclaimed with delight.

"A WEREWOLF!!? I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO MEET ONE OF YOU FASCINATING CREATURES!! WOULD YOU LIKE SOME SPAGHETTI!!?" Papyrus didn't even wait for an answer and dragged you into the house, sat you in a seat, and raced to the kitchen laughing.

"NYEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!"

Sans chuckled in amusment and sat down in front of you.

(Sans's point of view)

She is so quiet, considering what happened to her. Man, why is she so kind to us, some strangers that welcomed her to there house, and she just accepts it. I sit there with her for what seems like forever when Papa finally comes out of the kitchen carrying three plates of spaghetti.

"BON APPITTET!" he crys out placing each plate in front of us.

"I think you mean 'Bone appittet' Pappy." I grinned.

"SANS!!! WHY MUST YOU MAKE THOSES AWFUL PUNS!!?" Papyrus groaned. (Y/N) started to cover her mouth and closed her eyes. I think she's trying not to laugh. This might be fun...

"Hey, (Y/N), knock knock."

She removed her hand and was stone faced saying "Who's there?"

"Pasta."

"Pasta who?"

"The spaghetti is the im-pasta!" I chuckled. She snorted and scrunched her eyes and covered her smile.

"SAAANNSS!!!!! WHY!!!??" Papyrus cried and stompped up to his room. "DON'T BOTHER ME!!!" and slammed the door. She just bursted out laughing and clutched her stomach.

"Oh my God!" she cried and fell onto the floor.

(Your point of view)

That joke was so bad! I can't believe he said that. And Papyrus's reaction? Priceless! I rolled on the floor laughing and Sans just sat there chuckling.

"Wow, kid, you sure love jokes." he said. I stood up grinning. Looking at the plate of spaghetti, I walked over and picked up a fork about to dig in. Sans stopped my hand and raised an eyebrow.

"Becareful, kiddo, Papyrus's cooking isn't the best." he warned.

"It can't be worse than my dad's." I snorted and took a bite. The flavor and texture was horrible! I puked in my mouth and raced to a trash can.

"I warned you." Sans smirked and picked up both of our plates of spaghetti and placed them in the trash.
"And I should of listened..." I groaned. He just laughed and handed me a hotdog.

"Here."

"Thanks." I stuffed the hotdog into my mouth and sighed at the feeling of food in my stomach. As I was eating, Sans started telling me I could stay here until I found a house of my own and he and Papyrus will be my temporary guardians.

"Thank you so much Sans!" I squealed and embraced him in a hug.

"No problem kiddo." he laughed "But, you have to sleep on the couch, Deal?"

"Deal."