Faint Memories {G! Sans X Reader}

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

"Say What Now?"

G slept in one of the three rooms down the hall past the stairs from my room. One door and two doors to its sides, the one in the middle G so called "claimed" by just passing out there. 'Why are they empty again? Oh yeah, I never bought stuff to fill em with, and ever since I kinda labeled em "haunted" so I steered clear from them. '
I rubbed my neck sheepishly while tucking away some of G's clothes that he brought over. Some were grey with dark designs on them, mostly dark colors, like grey, black, white and brown. Until I stumbled upon this bright pink hoodie that read "PRINCY" on the front and "POO" on the back. I snorted but quickly covered my mouth while chuckling, I slid to the floor not having the strength to stand. No I didn't think that boys COULD'NT wear pink, but him? Big bad G The Skeleton? Wearing something that says princy poo? The poo being poorly placed on the back!?
I tucked away the rest of his things in a dresser that I moved into the room BY MYSELF because a certain LAZY skeleton didn't exactly WANT to help! 'He even had the nerve to fall asleep while I broke my back!'
I huffed just thinking about it. My gaze happened upon him snoring, the extra bed placed directly under a window with blinds; causing streaks of moonlight to lay upon his face. 'He looks so peaceful..' I stayed like that for awhile, then walked to my own room to retrieve a blanket for my boney guest. Walking back in, Leaning closer to G, swinging the blanket over his form and tucking the cloth in just so. There was some fuzz from the blanket on his face so I gently put my lips together and blew away the light strands of grey fuzz. I picked up his pillow that he brought from his apartment, condo or whatever the hell it was. Sliding my hand under his skull I lifted his head up, placing the pillow under his cranium so it would by comfortable. My arms were starting to shake a bit from the awkward position I had to hold up this bone boy's heavy, and I say HEAVY head. His eyes moved but didn't open. I let go of my breath for which I was holding it, and tucked him in once again. "Good night G..sweet dreams" I whispered so lightly as if my voice was light as helium. I turned and walked away from the skeleton pretending to be asleep.

~{At The Dawn Of Morning}~
{Time Skip}

"Coffee~ Coffee~! COFFEE~! Oh my sweet! Bitter! Hazelnut/strawberry flavored coffee!" I sang in the kitchen making the best coffee in New York! "OH BABY! Sweet coffee of mine!" I clapped my hands together delightedly. Dancing around the kitchen, the sun light streaming like water into the house, all curtains open. The cocoa was out, whip cream, and plenty of coffee flavorings, smiling and humming I made G coffee. I'm not sure why but I always make the very best for guests, basically anyone, but myself. I laughed and sprinkled cocoa on top of G's coffee, I leaned on the counter and got out my phone taking a few pictures of the scrumptious looking drink. I giggled and swayed myself from side to side while scrolling through my phone. "Ahem" I heard behind me at the foot of the stairs, I turned and saw G holding his hand next to his "mouth"as if he was really coughing. I quickly stopped swaying and stood up straight as a board, I smiled awkwardly 'Why the heck do you always gotta come in on me while I'm doing embarrassing stuff..?' I thought. "So Twirlzy~" he pauses, smiles and teases me by dragging out the nickname. "Wanna go shopping for stuff to put in Frisk's new room?" My eyes lit up in excitement, 'YAY!' "Woah don't gotta be TOO excited Twirlzy" he laughed a bit walking closer. I widened my eyes and covered my mouth, "I said that out loud?!" I groaned moving to pick up G's coffee. He groggily sat down at a stool by the marble bar/table and I slid his coffee over to him. He raised a brow and picked up the mug, looking up to meet me with a wide smile on my face and stars in my eyes. He took a sip and turned his head to me again, I stared at him and waited for his response. After some time of just staring at each other I responded by "well? What do you think?" Worry was faint in my voice but there none the less. He shrugged and my face dropped and looked like a sad puppy. He side looked at me and smiled, "HAHA! You should see your face!" He wiped an imaginary tear from his eye. "It was delicious I was just joking Twirlzy" he leaned on his arm resting on the counter. I huffed and crossed my arms looking away towards the window, "well I'm not gonna believe you now!" Without even looking at him I could tell he was smirking. "Hay" I turned my head, his voice grabbing my attention, he looked me straight in the eye and drank the.whole.mug. On his last gulp he winked at me and licked the remainder of the coffee off his boney lips. I tched but smiled anyways, happy he liked his coffee, "Now come on! Let's go buy stuff for the torpedo and bird!" I dashed up stairs to get ready; faintly hearing G chuckle.

My bare feet thudding down the stairs, 'I wonder what to get frisk?' I smiled widely not being able to wait to splurge on them. I never spend much money on myself so I have a mini fortune hid away in my account, I mean I do get a lot of money from multiple jobs, I work at a bakery half time, and I investigate things like, abuse and cheating; it surprisingly pays really well. I also help my co-workers at the bakery edit books and creations they have, which they pay me so well even though I said they didn't have to. I stand in at a bar for my co-worker Abby, shes sweet but always gets caught up with vacations her girlfriend takes her on.
I end at the foot of the stairs and reach for my socks and shoes thinking about how in a couple of days I'll have to stand in for Abby again. "Ready?" I looked up at G and realize I'm taking WAY too long! "So is it true girls take so much longer to get ready then boys?-" "SON OF A BISCUIT STEREOTYPES! No it's not true I'm just spacy!" I huff and stand up. "Now let's go snorlax!" I dash out the door laughing hysterically."Say what now?! HEY!" He runs out after me, turning onto the sidewalk we still play a game of tag all the way to the store.

The Arrow And the Song Poem, written by one of my favorite poets. Henry Wadsworth Lomgfellow. Please Check this artist out, he is wonderful!

I shot an arrow into the air,
               It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in it's flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak,
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

Written By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow