Faint Memories {G! Sans X Reader}

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

"They were just talking away"

They were just talking away with themselves. My cheeks started to hurt from smiling, while I had my hands on my lap. One of the many thoughts in my head were 'this is torture...' my other thoughts are filled with colorful language. Simply looking down in a glare I decided to look up at one of them, our eyes met, aaaaaaaand he kinda sweat dropped. 'Is there something on my face?' The dude shakes his head, 'son of a biscuit I said it out loud again..!'
"Son of a biscuit?" One of the two men question, I started laughing throwing my head back slightly. My hand gets tugged up as G leads me to the kitchen, 'ohhh I'm in trouble now..'
"What the hell was that?!" He turns to look at me crossly, "I can't help it! I speak my mind often and even MORE often when I'm nervous!" I atleast TRY to argue back. G grabs his skull and tries to cool down, "besides I'm only speaking my thoughts" I pout. "Then just don't think!" "EXXXXXCUUUUUSE MWA?!" "Oh you HEARD me, TWIRLZY!" I gasp. "How dare you call me that you-!" "Is everything alright in there?" I was interrupted by the two men in the other room.
We both freeze realization slapping us in the face at how loud we are being.
'Shit'
G rolls his eyes and starts back to the living room, when I follow he stops and turns back to me. "Just stay here and cook something" he whispers as he passes through the door. I grab my hair frustratingly 'how absolutely RUDE and SEXIST that was! Well not totally sexist-BUT STILL! Besides...I don't even know how to cook real food' I gaze at my boxes of Ramen and Mac and Cheese.
*You feel your shame crawling up your back*
I gulp and head towards the fridge, nada, not a milk jug, due to...reasons, and not a scrap of food. 'Diggidi dang darn' I turn to the boxes, 'maybe if I just MAKE it look like a fancy meal..?'

~Later~

I effortlessly pull at the spoon! 'What the heck?! Is the Mac and Cheese made outta cement?!' I start smelling smoke as I spin to the boiling Ramen water 'seriously! How did I even feed myself before?!'. I run to it trying to fan off the smoke, then I hear a glop sound. I spin around to come face to face with some kind of Mac and Cheese monster blob on the floor. 'I SWEAR IT WINKED AT ME' I panicked and threw a towel over it, going back to the burning Ramen I try pouring wine on it to cool it down. It works for the moment. A few tears come to my eyes as I stare at the bubbling towel creature I have created. "Hay Twirlzy where's-" I turn to meet G staring at my mess, he looks around a few moments, then he looks to me with the straightest face ever.
"The Fuck did you even do?" I start taking a deep breath. "Ididntmeantoijustgotsomewaterandboxesreadybutwheniopwnedthemandputtheminitstartedgrowlingatmeiswear!" I gasp for air and put my hands on my knees, G rubs his hand over his boney face and sighs. 'Gosh I feel like some elementary school kid about to be lectured..' "I'm not gonna lecture you twirlzy it'd only be a hassle" G grunts out, "wait! I said that out loud?" G looks me In the eyes, "what do you think?" I look down in shame, I really was trying..
"UGH! Fine! I guess I'll have to explain that you suck at cooking" an idea pops up in my head, my expression lightens. "Hay wait, what if I, ya know, just order something from a fancy restaurant near by and PRETEND I made it?" I grin at him, "what?" G looks at me through his hands, "come on it'll be fun! Like Mrs Doubt Fire fun!" I jump up and down, I grab my phone and dial a few numbers. "Woah woah just slow down there twirlzy-" "it's ringing" "I never agree-" "their picking up!" "Just let me-!" "We would like a large of everything you've got please!" I half whisper loudly into the phone. "Good heavens woman!" He sorta shouts turning around and back towards the door. He may have turned, but I saw that smile you big softy!

~Twenty Minutes Later~

'It's here!'
'It's here!'
'Finally the foods here!' I jump to the door, my socks muffling my foot steps. As I open the door they just barge in, then another, then another, and another?! 'The heck?' They place giant boxes on the kitchen counter. "I-um-wha-" "sign here please ma'm" one of the movers asked. I signed and looked up as they were leaving and drove off so quickly, I turn to the boxes. "Welp I guess it doesn't matter! I got the food!" I lick my lips and open the boxes, 'I need scissors...' due to my stubbornness I just pried it open with my NAILS. I laugh evilly while reaching inside the box.
...
'THE FLIPPING FLOP MOP?!'
This was NOT, I repeat, NOT food! The heck was it? It felt like rubber but smelled like iron. The card board box was starting to rub against my arm while feeling it. I pull the strange object out. It was some kind of pet toy...pet toy...
Pet toy! Oh these must be from Simon! I look inside the box and see an unlock able cage, a few bells on strings, a hoop and an erase able white board, written on it was "cockatoo 1 owner 0" 'hmmm, I wonder what in the world that means'