[𝔸𝕦 𝕊𝕜𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕤 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤]

[Cross!Sans x Male!Child!Reader]

This one was requested by GalaxyComets556 ... kinda. I just twisted it a tad, I hope u like it :]
Also, I see Chara as a male, So sorry if u see differently 😅
ALSO BLOOD WARNING!
(Lmao i meant to post this a rlly long time ago but I forgot so uh here✨)
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'We need to hurry if we want to get this AU, Sans.'
He groaned, obviously tired.
"And we can't get it tomorrow?"
'No, there's a malfunction in it. A second human to be precise. Younger than that Universe's Frisk though... An 8-year-old.

"We have to kill a child?!"
Chara sighed in annoyance.
'Quit complaining, you dickweed.'

"Easy for you to say, you've killed more!"
He paced across the Anti-void, gripping his scarf.

'I'm gonna ignore that, operantly the kid's Frisk's younger brother. They fell "tOgEthEr". How cliché....'

The words 'Kill' and 'Little Brother' seemed to strike a chord in the skeleton's soul.

"We can't. I can't."
'ENOUGH, SANS. We have no choice. That kid has literally a soul no one has ever seen before, it's the most powerful then all of the "Frisks" combined. If we get that, imagine how powerful we'll become!'

Cross thought for a moment, his skull in his hands.
"Fine. But his blood is on your hands, got it?"
Chara rolled his eyes.
'Whatever let's go.'

(Time skip brought to you by Croissant sans)

After a while of searching, they had finally found the AU. It was simple, and it looked like any other. Well, except for one thing.
'SmileTale...? The fuck?'
"I agree that the name is weird, but... where is everyone...?"
They had spawned in Snowdin town, yet not a single soul was seen.

'Maybe the Frisk here went genocidal. Look for the kid, I can sense them here.'
Sans nodded and started looking around.
Suddenly, he heard a small sniffle behind one of the shops.

Perking up, he slowly walked towards the source of the sound. As he got closer, he found him.

'Sweet Jesus, I have to kill that...'

"Uh... Hello?"
The small being's head popped up, and Sans almost gasped at what he saw.

A black leather muzzle was on his face, painted on it was the word 'SMILE!'. He had tear stains down his face and a horrified look in his eyes.

He immediately started cowering back. He looked like he wanted to say something, but couldn't.

"W-Woah, wait, I want to help you. C'mere, I'll get the muzzle off."
Reluctantly, the boy leaned forward enough for Sans to unlock the leather around his head.
"What's your name, kid?"

"...(Y-Y/n)..."
It seemed like he hadn't spoken in days, maybe even weeks. He looked pretty skinny too. His skin was covered in bruises and small cuts. On his arm, though, is what took all of Sans' attention.

Carved into his arms was 'SMILE!' too. All over it. Millions of times. Some were tiny, some were larger.
"Shit... Can you walk?"

(Y/n) tried to stand, but failed. He assumed that the kid was too weak from blood loss. Sans decided to pick up the small child and carry them back to the middle of Snowdin.