You are an undercover singer. You sing backstage, you're voice heard, but unknown. You aren't the singer, sure, you can sing..but Frisk? Frisk is the true star, the true show stopper. You are just in the background, like you've always been, until a certain skeleton notices you. Now, you've caught the attention of the infamous mobster, Big Papa, and he will do anything to make you his song bird. Anything.

Basically dis is exactly what the title says it is xD I am ze magnificent Author-cha- I MEAN SANS!! Enjoy~ :3 ♡

I'm sorry

You have been in the underground for a month. You love with 2 skeletons called Sans and Papyrus. While living with the skeletons you find the once pun loving skeleton uses no more puns and has stopped talking to you. Now he dosnt even look at you.

Underswap!Papyrus x Reader And some Fresh!Sans x Reader -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- It isn't hard to slip into a dream. You're happy with what your mind makes up and you stick with it until you wake up. Nightmares are hard to sink into. Death, tears, bloodlust, screams of terror and agony. You eventually wake up crying and wondering why your head would come up with something so sadistic. You're not in a dream. You never were. It's always been a nightmare. Always. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- "My heart fills so... empty." "Please don't do this, (Y/n)!" "I'm sorry I caused so much pain... but we both don't have to suffer anymore."