Empty Heart (Sans x Reader)

Chapter 10

After falling asleep to Sans humming, you woke up from a dreamless sleep. Though, this dreamless sleep wasn't bad at all. Though your eyes were nearly glued shut because of the tears, you still felt refreshed when you opened them. And when you did open your eyes, you turned around on your makeshift bed. And when you did this... you came face to face was a certain sleeping skeleton. You stared at Sans in awe. His eye sockets were somehow closed, and he wasn't really laying on the couch with you. Instead, he had his head laying on his arms, and the rest of his body sitting criss-cross-applesauce on the ground.

You couldn't help but grin at him as he shifted his head and grunted in his sleep. He looked different from how he usually did. More peaceful. Cute... almost. Your face reddened as you told yourself to stop being stupid. One, you just met the guy... skeleton... And two, you weren't supposed to have feeling for a skeleton! What were you supposed to say when you faced the entire human race? 'Oh hey, I'm sexually aroused by a skeleton. But don't worry guys, he's alive so having sex with him isn't necrophilia.' Yeah, right.

Sans eye sockets opened and looked at you with confusion. You grinned. "Morning, sleepy-bone." Sans yawned and poked your cheek. "Morning, beautiful." Your eyes widened. Normally, you would have flushed at these words... but you remembered these words from your nightmare. You immediately leapt up from the couch and told Sans to stay where he was. Sans nodded, still confused. You raced to the kitchen and threw open the door, only to find Papyrus cooking his special breakfast spaghetti. "MORNING, HUMAN!" Papyrus grinned.

You smiled in relief at Pap. "Moring, Papyrus." You looked at the ingredients on the counter as Sans stood up and walked beside you. You sighed in relief as you noticed they were normal ingredients. Papyrus noticed your sigh and turned to you. "IS SOMETHING THE MATTER, HUMAN?" You shook your head with a smile on your face. "No, everything's fine. I just couldn't help but notice there's no glitter or plastic dinosaurs in today's spaghetti." Sans chuckled a little under his breath and whispered. "You've screwed us now." You raised an eyebrow and looked at Pap. "HOW COULD I FORGET?!" Papyrus said in an overly emotional tone. You blink as Papyrus took out his other ingredients. "Shit..." You muttered as Sans chuckled again.

After taking a bite of the breakfast and nearly hurling it back up, Sans carefully ad quickly took all the spaghetti while Pap has his back turned and threw it away. When Papyrus turned back to face the both of you, he was extremely happy you both ate his spaghetti so quickly. Sans offered to take you to Grillby's for breakfast, but you declined. Eating greasy food every single day was not how you wanted to spend your life in the Underground. "Hey, uh, Y/N?" Sans said as you washed the dishes. "Yes?" You answered without looking at him.

"Do you want to possibly accompany me to Alphys' lab?" You looked at him and smiled. "Sure, as long as we can earn some money there. Your job for the king doesn't;t start until next week." Sans sighed and frowned, which looked very uncharacteristic on his skull-face. "Yeah.... That's partly why Alphys wants me there." You grin. "Good. We'll leave after I'm done then." Sans nodded. "Fine."

You stared up at the lab in front of you. You were happy Sans warned you about how hot it was going to be... so you at least came prepared. You wondered what this Alphys character was going to be like, considering what Pap said about her kind of intimidated you. "SHE'S REALLY SMART! THE KING HANDPICKED ALPHYS TO BY HIS PERSONAL ROYAL SCIENTIST" Or something along those lines. You got nervous just thinking about it.

Sans walked right into the building through the sliding glass doors, and you followed. Upon entering the room, you gasped. There was a whole bunch of interesting equipment in the lab... but what caught your eye was something unlike anything you had ever seen with your eyes. There was a giant screen. Usually, his wouldn't have mattered much to you, considering it was just a screen. But... you were on the screen. You winked, and the person on the screen winked. It was like a gigantic mirror. But... why would the royal scientist be watching you?

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