Northern Downpour (Underfell Sans x Reader)

Chapter Eight

Panic!!!!!  My mom wants to read my book!  *Screams in horror*

I think I can persuade her not to, but she is curious to why I've been so happy lately.  I told her cause my book is going well so she's like, "Can I read it?"  And I'm like, "...No."  And walk away.  But I'm hoping she doesn't search for my book so let's hope for the best.

And how can you guys tell what 'placing' the book is in a certain tag?  Cause at the time, I searched 'Underfell', and it was 25th down from the top.  Is that good?  Cause I checked a while ago and it was 32nd down from the top.  So if someone could let me know how that works that would be amazing.

:)

And can someone tell me what is wrong with me?  I'm being totally serious right now because I can't drink any fun drinks without have a meltdown.  A while ago I had a 'Rockstar' Energy drink and after that I cried in the middle of class.  Today I drank a Vanilla Starbucks Espresso thingy that they were selling in school.  I normally don't drink things like that cause I really don't like Starbucks that much, but I had some ACT tests today so I was like, "Hey!  I'll drink this so I won't fall asleep and won't want to kill myself after!"  And it worked for the first three-four hours of school.

At the end of the day I was sweating nonstop and my friend told me that my face was even paler than usual.  (THANKS FIONA I KNOW I'M PALE!  I DON'T EVER LEAVE MY ROOM!)  And that my pupils were really big.  So I don't know.  To be fair...  Both of those drinks were huge, so maybe I need to drink them in moderation?  Like half of them a day, not even cause that shit is expensive.  I got the Starbucks thing for $2 at my school.  Do you know how many Goldfish crackers I could have bought with those?  Four bags.  Jesus that's sad.

So if someone could tell me why I can't drink the fun drinks without crying or having a meltdown/panic attack that would be great.

-CarryOnWaywardPie

Your POV

"So how long have you liked Skeletor back there?"  Axel says.  "W-What do you mean?"  You ask nervously.  "Ah ha!  So you do like him!"  Axel yells victoriously.  "I do not!"  You shout, punching him in the shoulder.  "Ow.  Bitch."  He says rubbing his arm.

"Shut up Axel.  I don't like him.  And his name is Sans.  Not Skeletor."  You say, whispering the last part.  Axel laughs again as you walk into his house.  You talk to his dad -- your uncle -- while Axel gets dressed.

"Happy Birthday kiddo."  He says handing you a card.  "Thanks.  But my birthday's not until tomorrow."  You say tucking it into your jacket pocket.  "I know.  But I won't see you tomorrow will I?"  He says with a smile.  "I guess not."  You say with a chuckle and a big smile.

He laughs and plants a kiss to your hair.  "You are my favorite niece.  But don't tell the others."  He says with a grin.  "Of course not."

When Axel gets downstairs, you both get in his car to drive to the restaurant.

When you get there and park, Axel tells the lady that you have reservations and she takes you to the table.  "Axel, I would have been happy with Taco Bell you know."  You say as the waiter walks over to take drink orders.

"What would you like to drink?"  The guy asks.  "I will have a Veo and Seltzer with Olives, and the lady here will have a Rainbow Margarita."  Axel orders for you.  When the guy walks away, you smack Axel on the shoulder.

"You're lucky that sounds awesome, otherwise you would have gotten stabbed."  You say.  You hated when people ordered for you and he knew it.  "Just pick out something to eat."  Axel say pushing a menu t'words you.