Broken on the Inside. UnderLust Sans X Reader Fanfiction.

Do you strip dance?

Your POV.

You walked into the back to get Sans some ketchup, when you came back out you saw a few drunk guys staring at you.

You ignore them and gives Sans his ketchup.

"Thanks (y/n)." Sans told me. I smiled and walked away, one of the drunk guys waved me over.

"Over here sweetheart." I walked over.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" He grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer with a sexual grin.

"Yeah. My boner." You struggled but he pinned you down.

Suddenly, there was a bean of light then went past you and hit one of the guys, making him crumble back. Similar ones hit the guys around you. Then the purple beams of light stopped to show that Sans had gotten up, hand extended toward you and one of his eyes was flaming with magic.

You blinked a few times as he calmed down and lowered his hand. Everyone was staring at him.

"Why'd ya save the waitress? They're all whores here." That guy got blasted as well and Sans walked over to him and grabbed him by the neck.

"She's no whore. She's the only person that's ever been nice to me. And I ain't gonna stand by and watch as she gets raped by someone like you who thinks that she's just another whore in the streets. Ya got that?" Sans slammed him against the wall before letting go of him, leaving a dent.

"Sans, I think you've proved your point." Grillby said, Sans walked back over and sat down. He looked at me with concern.

"You ok?" I nodded.

"Yeah. Thanks." It was his turn to nod. He took a drink of ketchup and everyone went back to talking.

Sans waved me over. I walked over as soon as I saw him.

"Yes Sans?" I greeted him.

"I know this isn't a good question to ask, especially after what I just did... but do you strip?"