Money, Jokes, and War (Sans x Reader)

Chapter 8

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 "Y/N I swear I will buy you an alarm clock." Your brother spoke as he tore the covers off of your bed. You rolled away from the sound of his voice and curled into yourself to try and preserve heat. "Get up you have work in an hour and we leave in thirty." Mark said and walked out of the room. You eyed your comforter that was on the floor and sat up in bed. It quickly hit you that you had only thirty minutes to get ready before your shift and you shot out of bed and into the bathroom.

You brushed your teeth and washed your face and quickly clipped your hair out of your face. You looked at your face in the mirror and saw dark circles underneath your eyes. Your hypothesis from the night before was somewhat proved true and you had barely slept enough. You sighed and blended some S/C concealer underneath your eyes. To make it look more complete you added mascara and filled in your brows. You also put on chapstick and went to change your outfit.

You decided on wearing a F/C turtleneck and some navy blue skinny jeans. You grabbed a pair of sneakers and a black trench coat. You also grabbed your laptop, planning to take it into work and tell Mark you had to stay later so you could then meet up with Papyrus. Speaking of the Devil, Mark was sitting on the couch watching the news.

It was depicting a kidnap and robbery situation happening downtown. The news reporter said that a man was apparently kidnaped last night by a monster. He said the monster was hiding their face and body with black clothing and he couldn't see who they were. Your brother was eating it up, and you didn't buy it for a second. You rolled your eyes at the reporter and grabbed a cup of water and a granola bar before going to tell Mark it was time to leave.

"Already? Come on this was just getting interesting." Mark complained and sat up from his seat on the couch. You pressed the button for the elevator and Mark walked over to you. The elevator arrived shortly after and you both walked in. You pressed the 'G' button which would take you down to the ground floor. The ride was silent as was the walk to Marks car until he asked you why you brought your laptop.

"I get a 10 minute break and I wanted to bring something to do." You explained. You weren't exactly lying, but you weren't telling the full truth either. He nodded and you both sat in the car.

"Did you forget your work bag upstairs?" Mark asked, looking around the car to see if you put the bag somewhere.

"No, but I did forget it at work last night so I'll bring it home today."

"Got it." Ended the small talk you two had been having. You didn't know why he kept trying to talk to you about menial subjects. Ever since your guys' parents talked to you both about their plan he has been... weird. You've already looked through his soul, but nothing out of the usual was there. You could try and do a full deep dive through him, but that would drain you. Plus, the thing with the skeleton was enough riding on your back.

You got to work quicker than you thought you would and thanked Mark for the ride. Mark sped off soon after and you turned to face the restaurant. Malcolm was outside of the restaurant door with Darcia and it seemed you three were just waiting on Mia.

"Darcia! It's been so long!" You squealed and went over to hug her.

"Oh baby! Yes it has!" Darcia said as he hugged you back.

"You guys are weird, it's been a week, not even." Malcolm said and rolled his eyes. Darcia gave him a looked and you saw him back down from whatever argument he was stirring up.

"How've you been Y/NN?" Darcia asked you. She was dressed in a pink flowery dress and some black one inch high heels. It barely made her any taller but she looked good. Malcolm was in his usual attire of a green turtleneck, black skinny jeans, and a black trenchcoat. You guys appeared to have accidentally matched your outfits.