"How rude, not even gonna ask for a name??" He teased. "Why are you here?" You glowered, raising the whisk. The skeleton scoffed: "Well, glad you asked sweetums! Name's Sans, Sans the skeleton." - Y/N, a ritzy waitress at Grillby's is plucked from her world of pancakes and Orange juice into the gun-slinging, smoke-bre...
Trigger Warnings: Swearing, LGBTQ+, Gender-Neutral Y/N, my AU, along with side ships (Such as Pomegranate x Trash, Strawberry Crepe x Custard, etc) I've been bored and I like Cookie Run a lot, but I can never find any good Licorice x Reader stories, so I'm making this one. ANY ART THAT I POST IN THIS STORY DOES NOT BE...
Sorry I destroyed the other one. It was an accident. I know these are horrible but I most likely tried to complete these as fast as possible with it being ..........tolerable. Have nice dreams, sinners.
This book will sometimes be on and off. But suggest whatever but be specific weather you want fluff, lemon, or a scenario in mind. So lemme know and I'll try my best!
