Not Just A Pet {Kustard♡}

Chapter 4: Names

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Sans smiled a little, at least he knows his name now "red huh, names sans, nice to meet ya buddy" Sans said with his usual calmed, friendly voice but he secretly wanted to touch Red's ears, he cant help it, it looks so fluffy! Sans didnt want to be rude or anything like that because it seems like Red was trying to hide his cat features, if he was in his shoes, he probably will too.... ok maybe not because hes too lazy to do that tibia honest. But, why would Red hide it in the first place? Maybe hes embarassed by it? yeah probably. The soft tone makes Red calm down a little, just a tiny bit, his black cat ears are flopped down and his fluffy black tail was hugging his own waist. "you too, i guess.." Red replied but his voice was unsure, he literally shouted at him and almost killed him with a gaster blaster so is it really considered as 'nice to meet you'? Eh, whatever, he doesnt really care. Right now, he needs to take a rest so he could recover and he would have the power to go back there. When Sans finished cleaning his forearm, he wrapped a clean white bandage around it, making sure to be careful, not to tight but not too loose either. Red was not use to this sort of treatment, it makes him feel.. something, like he feels comfortable or safe or something like that, it's such a weird feeling, he can't describe it. Sans moves on to his head. Small scratches and cracks are on his face, he noticed that Red has a sharp golden tooth, he wonders if he has that just to complete the edgy style or because of different reasons. But it's non of his business really, he shouldn't be butting in with other monsters' lives, heck, he doesn't even know this guy!

Awkward silence filled the room, its so awkward that its slowly killing Red inside. Red was thinking about Sans hating his guts, he probably looks so weak and helpless right now, it makes him mad at himself. He doesn't want pity, he doesn't want monsters looking down on him too much and the way Sans is looking at him right now reminds him of who he is, just a mistake. Red didn't notice that Sans was talking to him until Sans waved a hand in front of him, pulling him away from his thoughts "buddy? you there??"

"hm? uhh.. what?"

"whats the name of your universe?"

Sans asked as he continued cleaning his cuts "underfell, hey, wait a sec..." Red observed Sans face for a bit before saying "..your classic right? the original one?" Sans nods his head, putting a band-aid near his chin after cleaning it making Red flinch a little. Everytime Sans touches him, his body would tense and Sans doesnt have a single clue on why, it worries him for some reason... "heh, thats why.." Red used to hate 'The Classics' because he believes that their lives are perfect and he was correct. Their lives are perfect, monsters are free from the underground and the brat is probably the new ambassador of the monsters. Red still hates the classics, since they are the perfect ones he's assuming that they would think highly of themselves and be jerks. So far though, Sans been kinda nice to him but that doesnt mean he trusts him, he still dont and he still hates him "that's why what..?" Sans asked his voice full of curiosity, have Red heard him somewhere? "nothin.." Red replied with an annoyed face, the skeleton he hates the most was the one who helped him, how embarrassing. "wait, your not from here so does that mean ya don't have anywhere to go right now?" Red froze, realizing what will happen, he cursed at his self mentally for being a complete idiot, he should've not answered him when he asked for his au, he should've lied, but then again, he really doesnt have anywhere to go right now, ugh! he looks even more weak and helpless than he already is and it annoys him even more "well, yeah.." "you can stay here if ya want, then, when you heal ya can go back" Red quietly grumbled, he hates how he doesnt have a choice right now, all he want to do is to go back, but, is that what he really wants? To go back to his own universe? Of course he do, its more safe there than here right? Right. He cant trust anyone here, not even himself, he let out a sigh "sure and uh, thanks.." Sans friendly smiled at him, happy that he helped an au of his self "no problem buddy" Red let out a yawn, his tail swayed gently behind him and his ears went back to normal, while Sans continued cleaning the used cotton balls and tissues "feelin sleepy now huh, heheh, you can sleep here red, i'll just sleep on the couch.." Sans said while grabbing the first aid kit and stands up. Red feels a little guilty, was he being a huge pain in the ass? Red knows that every 'Sans' loves their bedroom because its the only place where they could find comfort and privacy, so for Sans to let him sleep here is a little too much. Unless he's that nice and not faking it then maybe Sans isn't that bad after all. Sans opened the door and was about to leave because he didnt got any response but before that he said a quick "good night" to Red who was staying quiet, he was looking on the ground so, something must be bothering him so he let him be. Sans closed the door behind him and walked downstairs stairs to sleep on the green couch. He doesnt mind sleeping there, in fact, hes already used with sleeping on the couch. Sometimes when hes too lazy to go to his room, Sans would just sleep on the couch, its a little cold but also comfortable so hes fine with it.

This day is.. something, Sans met an alternate version of his self, the Fell version to be specific. But this skeleton has cat features which he never saw before and definitely, did not expected.

Sans layed down a pillow and rested his body on the couch, he placed both his hands behind his neck in a comfortable position as he looks up the ceiling. Wondering what would happen next.

Sans let out a long yawn, he definitely needs to sleep now, he doesnt even know what time and how late it is. His eye sockets became heavy and it was as if the cold breeze was lullabying him to sleep. He closed his eyesockets and slowly slipped away from reality.

The comfortable couch was replaced by the cold, hard ground.

It slowly became dark..

Darker than black..

Colder than ice..

He knows this feeling, oh so well..

A small smile appeared on Sans face as his name escaped his mouth..

"heya geno"

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