Broken Souls 1 - Sans × Monster!Reader COMPLETE

Kidnapped

If you only care about getting to Sans, please go to part 4.

I would appreciate if you read everything, but I understand if it's frustrating reading a lot of backstory and buildup before the main character. I want YOU as the reader to enjoy it as much as you can.

I have lived in the Underground your whole life, just like every other monster here. Unlike most though, I seemed to have an inability to trust other monsters. I didn't think they were viscous or anything, but because of what had happened in my past, I distanced myself from everyone else.

As I'm sitting in on a bench in Waterfall surrounded by echo flowers listening in to past conversations, some monsters I've seen around approach me.

"Hey, you look loney." One of them said
"You want to hang out with us. We see you here all the time and you look like you could use some company." Another one said, smiling at you. The third one was obviously too shy to say anything, blushing and side glancing you curiously.

"I'm not interested. I prefer to be alone." I say with suppressed anger, not at them specifically though. I stand up and walk away. After a few paces I glare back to look at their concerned faces. They all stop in their tracks only to turn around as they comment on how mean and scary I am.

Only then am I able to take a deep breath to calm down. I grab on to my now hurting chest, holding back tears and memories of  the last time I had anyone in my life. I can't deal with that again, choosing to be friends only with those I know can't hurt me, like those sweet echo flowers. They keep no secrets and tell no lies. They have no way to touch you on their own. Echo flowers make me forget my loneliness without having to be close to anyone.

I go back to my secluded shack after that encounter. There's not much I have, but I'm content. I don't have a tv, but instead I have many overdue library book that I honestly don't plan on returning. Some are  about theories about the modern surface world, some are about cooking and other are random subjects. Today, like most days, I decide to grab my favorite book and plop onto my futon. Once I'm snuggled up under a blanket, I open a book called Jokes for Everyday Monster Life. I'm no joke master, but an enthusiast none the less. If I had the ability to trust others, the monster who could make me laugh like this would probably be my best friend. I skim the book to my favorite section, play-on-words. For example, Why was six afraid of seven... because seven EIGHT nine, because eight and ate sound the same.... Anyways, this section definently gives me giggle fits and the cheesiest of grins.

I finally set the book down after my stomach grumbles, causing me to get up and look in the fridge. As I peer into the fridge, I realize that not only did my stomach betray me, but that my fridge has nothing to eat. Literally nothing. I cleaned it out to avoid going grocery shopping for as long as possible.

I mumble to myself while walking out the door. Even after leaving my cozy shack, I continue mumbling under my breath pissed off.

I bump into another monster. I look you to see that the monster in my way is a freakishly tall skeleton. He attempts to apologize, but before he's able utter a word, I go on the defense.

"Why don't you watch where you're going!"

"I'm sorry! Why don't I make it up to you?" His apology makes me feel bad for yelling at him, but I have to keep my guard up. I can't allow anything to mess with me.

"I'm not interested in your sympathy. Just leave me alone and learn to watch where your going." I know that asking him to do that is foolish, since it's my fault that I wasn't paying attention. He's tall enough to look right over my head. I would have seen him coming from a mile away, if I was looking to begin with.

"Are you sure. I'm going to my friend Undyne's to learn more cooking, if you would like to come for dinner. I know she won't mind." He grins at the last statement all proud of himself. I wish I could wipe that smug look off of his face.

"Like I said, I'm not inter--" My stomach growls, revealing my lies. I quickly shut up from embarrassment and look back down to hide my burning face as I quicken my pace hoping he'll leave me alone.

"I insist! You're obviously hungry and I, the Great Papyrus, shall feed my new friend! Nyehehehe!" Out of nowhere, he picks me up like I'm weightless. I go limp in his arms feeling hopeless wishing I wasn't in this mess and plotting a later escape.

A short walk later the freakishly tall and very peppy skeleton and I are outside a house that resembles an angry fish. When he sets me down, I sigh in relief. He then  kicks down the door announcing his entry. His flashy entry is my prompt to sneak away.

"I, the Great Papyrus, am here for another cooking lesson and have brought a new friend!" He turns around and picks me up again, making escape attempt #1 a big fat fail. I groan as he brings me in to the fish lair and sets me down in a chair.

"You brought a friend over! You know what this mean Papyrus! IT'S TIME TO SHOW THEM WHAT REAL HOSPITALITY LOOKS LIKE!" From my I see the the Royal Guardsmen captain is yelling. I didn't realize at the time when the skeleton said Undyne, he meant this Undyne! I feel panic as she summons a spear to throw towards me with a menacing grin on her face.