Try me, Bones. (Gaster!Sans X Reader) Wattys2016

~*~4~*~

( Above song is good, but has a "swear" the word 'hell'. So, yea.

Also is pretty good for this chapter, and Gaster!Sans, yay.

Edit: thank you for 100+ reads already! Its amazing! Update will probably come sometime today.

swearing also b/c gaster!sans.

Yea. Read my trash. Lyrics to song above at the end)!

I'm nervous for this chapter because I don't want my precious Gasty to seem mean but the story demands it! and so does his personality! He's kind of harsh!

But it explains it later in the chapter so, don't freak out, darlings!)

~*~Nightmare~*~

~*~Sans~*~

I'm awakened by someone shaking me.

I'm bleeding again.

I thought..

I healed...?

Frisk is whispering in my head.

'I'm not strong enough... your soul is still damaged.'

I think they're talking about the wound.

I cough, blood rises in my mouth.

It's best not to think too hard about it.

It's... Undyne...?

And... Papyrus...?

The girl, although is staring into my eyes.

She's so relieved.

I smile.

"Undyne, Papyrus... Why are you here?"

"Brother, you may have done some bad things, but you're still good inside!"

I smile, feebly.

"Sans, I'm sorry. I didn't think-that idiot would- Sorry."

I grab her hand, and wink.

I pull out a cigarette, and light it.

They seem annoyed.

"You're dying yet you still have time to smoke?"

"There's always time to smoke." The words come out choppy, as I try to sound brave, easy-going.

It feels so...familiar...

no.. It- couldn't- be.

They smile.

I stand up, and they try to push me back down, but I shove past them, heading into the light of the day.

My jacket is soaked with crimson, and it hurts when I move, but I stand tall, blood dripping down my left hand as I cover it.

"What's everyone standing around for."

My voice sounds ...wrong.

Everyone freezes.

"Oh my god he's alive."

"You were dead!"

"You- How?"

The words come as a startling halt, and I'm frozen.

"-the hell?"

My voice is rugged, back to it's cut-throat ring I've worked so hard to bring it to.

"S-sans, we were trying to tell you! You're seriously injured!" Undyne snaps, almost too sharp.

"You were dead." The girl whispers.