Faint Memories {G! Sans X Reader}

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

"You Awoke In Sudden Panic"

*broken whistle sounds*
Oh jeez what the heck am I gonna do with a cockatoo?
The only idea on my mind.
Walking home while pondering on cockatoos, 'what have I done with my life?' I smiled well knowing what I'm doing. My smile falters. 'Well..sort of'.
Walking on the concrete while the clouds above start turning into the color of stained steel. I hum keeping my eyes open, keeping my alertness up while walking out on the streets alone. Because god knows what could go wrong, a young lady walking alone in New York in the back ally's because they are short cuts. WHAT COULD GO FREAKIN WRONG? I laugh while kicking down a broken down wooden gate. After crossing, I halt. 'Don't do it don't do it don't do it don't do it' I start walking back to the mossy gate fixing it up better then before. 'Freakin heck' it looks gorgeous, I'd probably break my leg if I tried kicking it down now! I turn and walk again, the chilly air filling my lungs as the fog tickles my nose with a cold. 'Oh great Imma get sick' I groan and start pulling my scarf over my nose, walking faster stumbling a bit while trying to fix my scarf. A chain link fence to my left, a baseball field behind it. To my right was just a sticky tar wall.

~Time Skip~

"Home sweet home!" I yell stretching my arms out walking through the door squealing through the house letting out my extra energy. Jumping around like a third grader swinging my body around eventually stopping. I stumbled one again trying to get my vision unblurred, I turned towards the kitchen..."hay"
"Hay..having fun there twirlzy?" G cocks a smirk standing in my kitchen. In my kitchen. In MY kitchen!
Then..
I cooed at him, I freakin C O O E D at him!
Like a pigeon! Rolling my tongue at the back of my mouth. His bone brow raises in confusion as his smirk becomes awkward. 'Fiddlesticks..' I think in my head. "Is fiddlesticks the fuck word to you, twirlzy?" He laughs, 'HOW FREAKIN DARE HE!' my blood boils as my face goes red from embarrassment. I grind my teeth flashing him a warning smile. "So Mr dirt bag Sir, what do you want exactly? You broke into my house, I could call the cops!" You warn. He smiles aggressively, I low growl emitting from his ribs like some kind of howler monkey. I knew I probably shouldn't have, but I did..
I rolled my eyes.
His eye flashes a yellow spark, still smiling that dang smile. "Twirlzy, how about we make a deal okay?" 'Deal with the devil himself huh?' I think, or Atleast I thought I didn't say it out loud. His form shifts to leaning his chest against the square kitchen counter, "shut it twirls, some child protection agency is gonna check up on how I'm raising the kid, and..my place isn't exactly..(mumbles)" I smile furrowing my brows, "oh please dear dirt bag, due speak up!" I bat my eyes dramatically. "Do you ever not joke around bitch?" "Unfortunately for you, I choose to, now, about what you were saying?" He groans and stands up right again. Adjusting his collar, "I need you to pretend to be my wife and that this house is ours, and frisk comes to live here.." I just stand there in shock, 'the heck' "sorry Skelly bu-" "if  you don't frisk will be put in the system and-" "okay...fine you both can come, but you will abide by MY rules got it Mc Bad boy?" His eye sockets widen in surprise to my sudden change of my reaction. "Uh yeah sure" "nope nope nope, I wanna hear you say it! Promise me, that's the only way I'll trust you" he smirks putting both hands up, one over his head the other holding two fingers up.
"I G The Skeleton, promise to abide by all rules by...?" He waits for me to provide him a last name. I sigh "Don't have one" he lifts his head up, "well don't I just get to know you more everyday huh twirlzy?" He walks closer still holding two hands up, and looks me straight in the eyes; his gold firing irises stuck to my E/C irises.
"I G The Skeleton, promise to abide by all rules by Y/N  soon to be The Skeleton" he winks at me smiling all the more. Hearing all this, I couldn't help it, I just had to smile.

~After some time~

"Why is it again that we have to be 'married'?" I whine pulling on this tight shirt that looks all formal. "Stop complaining, you don't hear me complaining do ya?" He answers tugging at his suit's cuff line. I roll my eyes going to grab my sweater. "Besides we have to be married because the Kid Protection Agency won't allow the kid to live here unless we are married or related in some manner. And besides there is no way they would believe we are related." " pfft why not? I could've been adopted?" "Yeah no, they would want to see adoption papers" "wouldn't they want to see marriage papers as well?" He sighs and scratches his neck bone. "Well, I may have already ..(mumbles)" "bone boy speak up" "I may have (mumbles)" I walk in front of him, "My gawd man just spit it out!" "Good god woman I said I may have already written down when I got frisk that I was married!" My brows furrow in confusion. "Why?" "Because they wouldn't let me take care of 'em if I was alone, some racist shit about a monster taking care of a human kid, so I made up that I had a human wife." He grumbles shoving his hands into his suit pockets. "That's criminal!" I yell flailing my arms in the air.
*DING DONG*
Both our heads turn to the door, a bony hand finds it's way around my torso, then we begin walking towards the door. We open the door with big fake smiles plastered on our faces, "Welcome to our little corner of the world!" I greet the two agents. G goes to shake one's hand while the other kisses mine. I bring them both in and offer some lemonade, only one accepts the offer. We sit down in my-I mean "OUR" living room. I was about to speak when G put his hand on my mouth, he leaned over pretending to just put some loose hair behind my ear as a cover up. "It's probably best if you just don't talk twirlzy" I could hear the cockiness in his voice. I grit my teeth once again and just lean back into the soft, but old, cushions.
'He's probably right, I'd only speak my mind anyways' I think. When I open my eyes half expecting to see them looking at me strangely, thankfully I actually only thought it in my head this time!

"The only way to really know someone is when you fight, when you argue and yell, only then,  after the rough times stayed together will you truly know someone."
-Undecided Girl