Alive (Yandere Fell Sans x Reader)

What?

You awoke to.... Thunder? No, not thunder, more like a low vibrating, or rumbling growl. It was like thunder, how it rolled with every breath it took. Whatever that was making the rumbling was warm and faintly smelled of mustard.... Sans?

What are you doing in Sans' bed!? And why are you CUDDLING!?! You were tempted to crawl out of his arms, but that could wake him... or he'd crush you, thinking that his now "favorite pillow" was running away.

Sans shifted, digging his face into your neck, his growling getting louder. In response to the odd affection that you where getting, you moved, and Sans promptly pressed your body to his ribs.

"Sans?" You asked softly.
The giant's only answer was louder growling. You moved again hoping to wake him.

"...hm....?"

Good you where getting across to him. "Sans can you let go of me?" You asked.
"...no."

"Uh.. why not...?" You asked dumbfound

He just hummed in response. "Sans?" You pushed, but not too hard. He's got your life in his hands. "i.......don't fuckn'....know... just go back 't... sleep..." He said, his rumbling going back to the steady rolling that it was before.

"Please?"

"..."

You heard the sheets move as he sat up. "shit... wat time is it...?" He asked practically falling back to sleep. You looked at the bedstand clock. "10:53 apparently." You stated. His eyes snapped open. "christ sweetheart," He said laying back down on top of you, snuggling back in. "ya didn't even yell at me once and ya somehow managed to get me up before lunch. high score babe." He chuckled, his deep laugh sending goose bumps up your arms.

"Can my reward be getting up?" You asked playfully giving him a small push. He clutched where you pushed him and dramatically faked being hurt, before wrapping his arms around your waist.

He set his head down on yours, smirking. "no it's going back to bed. before i eaatt yaaa." he said opening his mouth to prove his point.

You felt the blood rush to your face.

"Nooo!" you said laughing. Pushing his face away from yours. He started laughing as well. "well ya asked for this" he said before letting go. Only to attack your ribs.

"Haha- Noo!! Haha!" You laughed so hard tears started to well in your eyes. Sans was laughing too, his deep, baritone voice resounding in the dark room.

When Sans was finished tickling you, he got out of the bed and put his brown jacket on. You immediately followed, catching the attention of the giant. With a smug grin he opened the door, holing it open and bowing, "after ya, princess." He said with a small flourish, humor evident in his voice

Mimicking his goofy smile you bowed back, lifting your imaginary sparklingly dress. "Why thank you kind sirrrr." You replied. You both then left the room laughing.

As the two of you entered the living room you where greeted by the smell of eggs.

"smells good bro, what cha' makin'?" Sans asked walking into the kitchen and grabbing the plates.

"SCRABBLED EGGS WITH BACON BITS INSID- WAIT Your Up Early... Without My Nagging..." Papyrus mumbled, disbelieving that Sans actually got up before dinner on a Saturday

"HELL'S FREEZING OVER!!" Papyrus panicked. Sans just chuckled making his poor little brother panic more. In Papyrus' frenzy, you quickly grabbed the silverware. "There's no need to freak out Papyrus, I nagged him up."

Papyrus instantly froze, "BUT I HEARD NO SCREAMING." He narrowed his eyes - err sockets. "HOW PECULIAR" He stated.

And then his normally scowling face did something you thought could never happen in your life time. His sharp teeth twisted up into an amused smirk. He quickly put one of his gloved hands over his mouth to hide his giggles, but his traitorous shoulders shook in his silent laughter.

He turned to the table with the eggs, and but them on the plates sans put down previously. Remembering the forks in your hands you set them down next to the picture perfect scrambled eggs.

You took your place at the oblong table. Your plate had the least amount of eggs, but it was still a lot. You began eating shortly after the skeletons started. If someone told you that heaven took form as eggs with bacon bits, and that you were eating it, you'd believe them.

You all finished at around the same time. You picked up the dishes, and put them in the sink. That's when you heard a door open.

"Boys! I hope my last minute visit is alright!"

No.

It's Him

Asgore.

(To be continued)