The Way of the Lost - (Underfell Sans x Reader) || Discontinued

~Chapter 5~

"A champion is defined not only by their wins but by how they can recover when they fall."

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~(At Work)~

*(Y/n)'s POV*

Arriving at the store, you parked your car and walked in from the back doors, then got ready for the day. 

Today is one of those days that not a lot of people come into the store to buy things, nor was there other employees. Even your boss was out too, so it was just you. Which was fine, you didn't like a lot of social interaction ever since to your father passing away and Frisk missing. You knew Frisk was recovered, he's at Toriel's house right now. But now you didn't understand why you weren't better, maybe you should go see someone?

Anyways, you went to the back of the store to get more items to re-supply the shelves. (This what the inside of your workplace looks like. Just to give an idea if you don't have one.)

You picked up a couple boxes of snacks and carried them out to the main part of the store. You went down an aisle that held a large variety of snacks, all of the snacks encased in colorful packages. Ranging from cookies to candy, and chips. You were so busy stocking the shelves you didn't notice a few someones walk into the store.

 Once you put one more box of crackers on the shelf, you picked up the boxes and spun around to put the remaining snacks in the back of the store. Not seeing where you were going you turned a corner and collided with someone.

"AH!" You yelped, dropping the boxes of snacks. "FU-!" A deep voice almost cursed, but was stopped by a box hitting him on the head. You looked at the source of the voice. Red converses, black shorts, a red sweater, black jacket, a gold tooth.

"hey, watch where you're-, (Y/n)?" he said as he sat up, rubbing his skull. You gasped, "Sans! I-I'm so so s-sorry! I d-didn't mean to-,"

"it's ok, sweetheart," Sans said standing up. 'Wait, did he just call me sweetheart?' you thought, 'Eh, probably my imagination.' Sans walked over to you and stuck out a hand. You just stared at him.

"see somethin' ya like?" Sans said winking. You blushed and hesitantly take his hand which he hoisted you up easily. Once off the floor you suddenly find it super interesting. Sans takes one of his big skeletal hands and lifts your chin to turn your head up at him. "you ok, sweetheart?" He asked with that smooth voice. You blush again. 'Okay, that was NOT my imagination.'

"Y-yea, I'm f-fine." You stutter. 'Fudge nuggets!' you cursed in your head. Wow (Y/n), great job, you just stuttered in front of your crush.

"ya sure?" Sans pressed. You pulled away from his touch, eyes meeting the floor once again. You felt bad, but that would look awkward in front of other people who might be-

"SANS! WHAT HAPPENED?"

'Oh, great.'

*Sans POV*

"you ok, sweetheart?" I said while holding (Y/n)'s chin. She blushed. 'she looks cute when she blushes, and her skin is so soft...' I thought as I stared at her in awe.

"Y-yea, I'm f-fine." She stuttered in what I guessed embarrassment. "ya sure?" I pressed, I wanted to make sure she was ok. She pulled away from me, which I was slightly disappointed about. I was gonna say something but-

"SANS! WHAT HAPPENED?"

'oh brother.'

I looked at Paps to see his scowl. I felt the urge to step in front of (Y/n) and hide her from his gaze, but I crushed the idea. He was strolling a cart with a mound of different pasta and pasta sauces.

"I j-just dropped a f-few boxes, nothing t-to w-worry about, P-papyrus." (Y/n) stammered again looking up at Paps.

"WELL, CARRY ON," is all Paps said and went to another aisle to investigate the new food. I glanced back at (Y/n) and tried to give her the least frightening smile. She smiled back, which made my soul skip a beat.

"let me help ya with that," then I started to pick up the snacks and put them in their boxes with (Y/n).

~!Mini Time Skip!~

*(Y/n)'s POV*

After you and Sans picked up the snacks, he helped carry them to the back of the store.

"Thanks, Sans."

"no problem, sweetheart," he replied putting the box down. You looked at him with a puzzled face. "Why do you call me sweetheart?" You asked. His cheekbones were dusted with red, which you guessed that it was a blush. 'How does that work? I'll have to ask him later...'

"i-i... uh, see-," Sans was interrupted by none other than Papyrus.

"WHERE IS THE CASHIER?!" Papyrus demanded, making you jump and run to the register. "It's me, Papyrus!" you called making your way to it.

"YOU KEPT ME WAITING!" he outraged. "AND WHAT WERE YOU TWO DOING BACK THERE?" he questioned. You felt the heat rise to your cheeks again.

"i was helping (Y/n) out with boxes, bro," Sans cut in. He put on a straight face as if you never asked that naming question earlier. You left out a relieved sigh and proceed to scan Papyrus' variety of pasta and sauces.

"What are you trying to make this time, Papyrus?" you ask to change the subject. "I AM GOING TO EXPERIMENT. NOTHING WILL GO WRONG, FOR I AM THE MASTER CHEF OF COURSE!" he boasted, putting a gloved hand on his chest. You stare at the now growing pile of pasta. 'That is a lot of pasta and experiments...'

~!Time Skip cuz im lazyy!~

Sans and Papyrus grabbed their bags of pasta and pasta sauce and put them into the cart and Papyrus went out of the store.

"GOODBYE, HUMAN (Y/N)!" he called before leaving.

"see ya, sweetheart," Sans said with a wink. You blushed again and said goodbye to them, waving.

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A/N

ANOTHA ONE

I've been having a lot of snow recently and i got a snow day which i was so glad about! Now we have like, over a foot of snow too and i love snow, so shoveling driveways are fun... anyway thank u for reading, we gots more interactions between da reader and da the one and only Underfell Sans! While writing Papy, i felt like i got too much of classic papy instead of UF papy, but i digress. thank u again, and see ya later!

*Queen OUT*