Faint Memories {G! Sans X Reader}

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚒𝚡

'Sneaking~And Creeping~'

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{Your P.O.V}

After the whole 'scaring frisk' fiasco, the kiddy and bone boy went to the kitchen. The kid, sweet hearted as they are, ran back and gave me a tight hug burrowing their head into my neck sending shivers up and down my spine from their cold face. I had a feeling in my stomach, empty, not from hunger but regret of scaring this angel at all. I was first surprised, 'how long had it been since I had a real hug?' I soon hugged back squeezing her small form closer to me savoring this moment. She let go and I released my hold on them, but to my surprise she lifted my right hand with her and guided me to the kitchen with her in front of me, I entered the open kitchen, the floor is a cracked tile, black and white diamond shapes. Oddly like my kitchen, there was a rectangle shaped table in the middle of the kitchen, counters to the back and a sink to my left a little further. G was leaning against the counter top and gave me a sideways glance, he huffed and looked away.
"Wow such a warm welcome" I said sarcastically, they both looked at me, Frisk giggled"well if you were cuter I would have wanted to look for longer hun" G said with a familiar cocky ness to it. "Wait! I said that aloud?!" Was I seriously dumb enough to say that out loud! I could tell I was blushing from embarrassment because my face got warmer. His stupid smirk grew "what's wrong doll? Ya want us to bow with our hands behind our back?" I wanna slap that cocky smirk right off that boney butt of yours! This conversation ain't over! "Oh of course not I don't want to steal your thunder" I put on an innocent face on and do a little curtsy in his direction, Frisk ended up copying me and curtsied too. I looked over, she was wearing a blue flower dress and a blue cardigan with white trims. I was trying my best to hold in my laughter by putting my hands over my mouth, but it only made things worse. Surprisingly he gave us a smile, no cocky ness to it, not smug or fake, genuine amusement, but that amusement was only for frisk. Frisk giddily ran up to G and hugged him, I smiled faintly, but a reoccurring memory stopped me in my tracks, half lidded eyes and a plain neutral smile, not a forced smile but not a happy one either.
I shook my head so I wouldn't fall into another daze and scare them, fortunately they were too busy to notice me, I'm glad for that, for once. I shook off the sad feeling and barged into the food stash's, and by barge I mean threw open all of the cabinet doors and flung everything out.

I WAS HUNGRY NO JUDGING! I didn't get to eat at the store because of a,um...incident, yeah! An incident! Because it was! I hear oddly familiar angry thuds of shoes hitting the cold cracked floor. I turn slightly hurriedly, oh dang "who told you that you could rummage through our stuff?" I rolled my eyes and placed my hands on the cold brass handles of the cabinet door. Well, I messed up. In one swift move he grabbed my hands, roughly, "some gentleman" his eye sockets widen, "did I say that out loud? Again?!" I mentally face palm; not to self, SHUT UP! He laughed his butt off loosening his grip on my wrist i take my chances, I rip my wrist from his hold and dive for the bag of..! Spaghetti flavored chips? Well I didn't care! I just needed some fuel! I open the chip bag with mighty skill! And munch like no one is watching, I could feel two pairs of eyes on me, I flinch and curse myself again, why does everyone watch me?

{Memory}

I scurry down the dark hall in my grandmothers house, the hallway was carpeted so no one could hear my footsteps, that's nice so I won't disturb anyone, so no one will wake up, no one would hear me. I still bound down the hall way in the little race me and the shadows play every morning. I trip and fall into the sunlight shinning from the window of the big door to the house, a half circle window to be exact, I stood up glad I won the race, I was lucky I trip on the finish line!
If only I knew how lucky I really was.
"It's time for school!" My mother called out from the kitchen, the kitchen was narrow and I had to step up to get to it, I usually tripped on the step, and that didn't change today, I fell and scabbed my hands on the landing. My wide eyes were against the floor, the oh so pally floor, I looked up to my mother, I couldn't see her face due to the sun through the window blinding me, I don't see my mothers face often, I don't even remember what it looks like. I lifted myself from the floor; the sun still making it impossible to see her face.my mother watched me get up not moving a finger to help, no concern in her gaze. But that is normal, for me Atleast.