Faint Memories {G! Sans X Reader}

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

"I know I am but what are you?"

After platting the food I "cooked", I cleaned the table and counters, and sprinkled some spice on me to look more "authentic". 'Okay..! I'm fine! The foods fine! G is fine! EVERYTHING IS FINE! Don't mess this up ya goof!' I thought as I was smiling at the food for like 4 minutes. "Uh, Twirlzy you okay?" G looked at me kinda weirded out. "Huh? What?" I looked at him like a baby deer in head lights, "You were staring at the food for quite awhile, so..?" I blinked a couple of times "oh yeah! I'm done plating now!" I rubbed the back of my neck because of how awkward I was being; smiling a little. G heads out the door and comes back in with the two gentleman, they looked bored, and one looked like a douche bag. I shook my head to get rid of the rude thoughts, 'come on now..be nice' I smiled and brought out some chairs for them at the table. The kitchen counts as the dinner area, farther back beyond the kitchen scene there's a chandelier above the oak table that seats 6. Across the table is a big wooden cabinet that holds all the plates and vases. "Hello Mrs Skeleton" one greeted brightening up their face while greeting me, extending their hand, I smile and shake his hand roughly to his surprise. The other just looks at me with a weird expression and hold out his hand, i pull out his chair and smile waiting for him to sit down.
'Ohhh that was a smooth rejection Y/N! Oh yeah!' I smiled wider knowing how agitated he looked. Some reason unbeknown to me, I just don't like that guy, the other looked genuine enough, but this one? He just looked like a total douche. But here I am still smiling for politeness sake, G owes me for this one.
I walk around the table and take a seat next to G, opposite of the two men.

Silence

'This is awkward..' I pushed some food into my mouth, I look around and no one is talking, I turn to G. He seems like he's uncomfortable too..
"Uh h-hay! What do you guys think of the food?" I smiled at the two men. "It's wonder-" "it's mediocre" the mean guy interrupted.
OUCH! That woulda hurt if I even cooked! I don't even wanna know what he'd say if he tasted my REAL cooking..
"Hay Gerald thats not very polite!"
"What? Want me to lie to the pretty lady James?"
They started to bicker amongst themselves, James going on about dinner manners and the other just insulting me more by saying what he was actually thinking. "And the way the food is platted sucks too!" Gerald tried to end the argument. Ouch..that was the one thing I actually controlled..
I sighed and looked down.
CLANK!
G stood up and SLAMMED his silver wear on the nicely clothed table, making me and the two men jump and widen our eyes; how he made such a loud sound from a CLOTHED table I'll never know.
"Now gentlemen, we invite you hear when we could have easily met you at some park for the specialties, my wonderful wife worries and tries to attem-COOK food for you WHEN she doesn't have to and she lovingly plates food trying her best to make it look nice on top of that! For you to just act so ungrateful?" G glared at the two men squinting his eyes, holding his hands straight on the table, he still looms over me. I was freakin SPEECHLESS! I mean-who knew he had it in him to stand up to the ones who are supposed to be judging HIM!  And wonderful? Why'd he say wonderful?!
I looked around and saw embarrassment written across James face, and I believe anger is written on Gerald's? "EXCUSE ME SIR, you shouldn't raise your voice at the table! We are here to judge you about if you are or are not able to take care of the child Frisk Dreemurr! If you think that the likes of your kind can say that to US then you are mistaken!"

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"Pardon?" G looked at me and widened his eyes at how furious I was. I KNEW he had SOMETHING he didn't like about G by the way he acted, but really? RACIST? Not in MY house!
"Get out" I stood up and demanded, pointing towards the door. "You bitch!-" Gerald started "I know YOU are but what am I? Also, I won't allow racism in my-no OUR house! I won't allow Frisk to be near it either! You RACIST SON OF A BITCH WHEN A WOMAN TELLS YOU TO GET OUT, YOU GET OUT!" I walked around and grabbed his shirt collar yanking him to the door. Turning to James "Thank you James for being respectful, I'm so sorry you have to be partnered to him!" My fury died into pity for the poor man partnered to that guy. James apologized about a million and one times and pushed his partner to their car, "Oh and Mrs Y/N The Skeleton! I'll make sure that Frisk Dreemurr is put into both of your's custody!" James waved and drove away. I sighed and closed the door, it's about time for bed..

{G Sans P.O.V}

The fuck? I stood there open jawed staring at this amazing woman who just told off the judges of us and this house, and STILL WON! I started laughing, banging my fist on the table recklessly. "HEY HEY! Watch the strength Bone boy! Your gonna break it!" She yelled flailing her arms around.
"Really Twirkzy? I know you are but what am I? That's so childish!"
I wiped an imaginary tear from my eye. She smirked, fuck when did her smirk even sexier then me? Then she replied,
"I know you are but what am I?"
Y/N smiled and looked around the table while brushing the hair out of their face. 'Oh great now I gotta clean that up..' she said out loud again. she shook her head looking around.

"Stand up for yourself as long as you can,
And find a good partner to then hold your hand. though some don't need partners, others they do, cause if they would fall, what would they do?"
-Undecided Girl