I look at my friends in confusion. Their faces are worried and hurt. They call out my name and I try to respond but they seem to not be able to hear me. How boring. I pull out my ramen and begin to slurp up the noodles.
Am I dead? I seem to not exist at the least. At least my ramen exist though! I'm sad the other version of me could not heal me, but that moment of Red kissing him was quiet the sight! I feel blood run down my nose at the thought.
I see Red grab Sans' arm and drag him to their house. I follow close behind them, because let's face it, I've got nothing better to do and you are all just as big of pervs as me.
They head to their room and curl up together.
Part of me wishes I had someone like that.... and the other part of me wishes they would make out already!
Mabye I will appear to them again tomorrow? Probably not. But at least like this I have the front row seat to this drama TV show! I have my ramen so I'm just fine. I hope these guys don't worry too much about me!
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Kustard
FanfictionWhen Classic is asked who he is by red sans he starts wondering who he is and who he wants to be. Classic Sans and Red Sans are very different and yet so alike. They feel the need to protect each other and be with each other at all times. Perhaps th...
