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Завершенная история, впервые опубликовано апр. 03, 2017
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Two jokers, four BFFs, one story. 

Sans, a Punmaster, has always been into comedy, and that got him fame, but fame took away his freedom. Constant fangirls, paparazzi and cameras have made him almost loose SANS of what he is as a monster, that is... until he met (y/n)...

(Y/n) loves jokes, puns and humor in general. She always goes to sans' comedy shows and always laughs the loudest. Her four best friends all are in a relationship, and (y/n) can't help but feel left out. She doesn't show her sadness at all and instead covers it up with constant puns, jokes and stories- those are really the only thing that can make her forget the troubles she's been through...

One day, the two punsters path's cross, and slowly, (Y/n) begins to heal her broken heart, and sans' life will never be the same...

But this new relationship could ruin both their lives, or make it heaven on earth. 

||TRIGGER WARNING!: suicidal thoughts, suicidal actions, blood or sexual themes may occur in this book!||

Okay, this is gonna be a MASSIVE feels thing, but there might be a happy ending. I SAID MIGHT. *evil laughter*

SLOW UPDATES! (Mabye)
MY FRIEND DARED ME TO WRITE THIS! I had to come up with the main idea though! AH THE PUNS! It is a reflection of what goes on through my demented thing you call a mind... I'm sad...

This is a self-insert (for my obsessed friend), so if you don't like that stuff....  Uh just go enjoy your life somewhere else -_-
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