Hiya, it's me, everyone's favorite (not really) author, sighnerd, and welcome to my oneshot book, where I will make literally (almost) anything, ranging from X Readers, to ships, even goofy little shenanigans like a stupid, chaotic road trip with the Sanses :D You can also request oneshots! Though, there are some things that I won't accept, like: Cross x Dream Dust x Swap Horror x Lust Killer x Nightmare Dream x Nightmare Fontcest (basically any Sans x any Papyrus, even UT!Sans x UF!Papyrus) I don't accept those because they make me uncomfy, and if you request something that isn't on that list but still might make me uncomfy, I have a right to decline. Also please don't rush me to finish your request! I get stressed when people rush me, but a friendly reminder if it's been a while (like a month), saying something like "hey, in case you forgot, i requested [request here] a while ago, just wanted to remind you" because most likely, I forgot about it :p I don't have good memory sometimes, but I'm trying my best! THIS IS A REMAKE OF MY FIRST ONESHOT BOOK WHICH WAS SADLY DELETED D: THE ANNIVERSARY FOR MY FIRST ONESHOT IS MARCH 7TH :D Byeee!

[[THIS STORY HAS MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, SELF HARM, AND SEXUAL ABUSE.]] Y/N grew up a normal child. She had normal parents, an annoying younger brother, and good friends. Life was good to her. She wasn't a straight A student, but she got decent grades and was relatively smart. Until she moved out of her parents' house, confident she could take care of herself, by herself. She got a small house in a small neighborhood in Starlight Springs, Colorado, and for the first three months of living there, with a decent job, she was relatively happy. She was an artist as a hobby; people would sometimes commission her online, and she'd make a little extra money. However, three months after she gets her job, she ends up getting fired. Her rent increases around that time, and things go downhill. She calls up an old friend of hers from ninth grade, and she settles in as Y/N's roommate. She was nice at first, until she started getting nosey. She wanted to know where Y/N was at all times, what she was doing, or who she was talking to. Y/N was getting sick of her, but she didn't think she could kick her roommate out without losing the house, so she endured her suffering, continuing to look for a job and draw. One day, she posted one of her art pieces on a Discord server, looking for people to commission her, and in the process, she met a certain man named Fell. --- HIYA! IT'S ME! Sighnerd :D I know, I know, I was gonna make Eradication, but I decided this would be better :3 (Gosh I hope it is). COVER ART IS MINE! HI HELLO I DREW IT :DDD I do not own any of the characters in this book! Underfell belongs to AU Community(?) Y/N belongs to you (and Fell) Riley belongs to me, I guess. She's a made up jerk.