Sans X Wolf Reader (Improved!)

Confession

BACK PEEPS!!! Anyways, to the story. I'll explain later. (Also, check out my original story, "The Fragile Beginning". Thanks!)

My fur was matted and my skin itchy. I guess I NEED a bath, and I'm far too impatient for waiting. I slipped into the shower. This kinda felt nice in human form. I had put my clothes in the wash, getting those clean. I hummed "Hysteria" as I washed my hair. It didn't weight my hair down as much like in wolf form. I still shook my head for removing excess, causing soap and water to hit the plastic lining in the shower. After getting everything done though, I didn't think about how they'd react... Frisk tugged Papyrus's hand and signed something. Papyrus felt my fur.

"She IS fluffier!" He replied, patting my silky fur. Sans got a skeptic look. He might be catching on... Who cares, his shift is in an hour. I'll worry later. I buried under the couch cushions. My tail stuck out between two, wagging. Frisk pulled me out and pulled out beef. I sat instantly. He combed my fur. Cushions you know. He then gave me the beef. I dashed out through the doggy door, going to Sans's station and eating the beef. I wiped my face clean of blood in the snow. Give me a break, it was raw meat. I buried the red snow and waited. He was late, again.

"Hey,  you came early." He grinned.

"Nah. You just came late again." I grinned.

"Fine, put the blame on me again." He chuckled. I stuck my tongue out playfully.

"Boop!" He poked my nose. I giggled, my tail wagging. He got curious.

"Erm... please don't get mad." He paused he looked at me as if he wanted me to promise.

"Alright. I won't." I replied, confused. He pulled out a (F/C) ball. I couldn't help it. I started wagging my tail. He threw it. I tackled at the ball.

"Sans, Why?!" I whined.

"Sorry!" He blushed, looking away. I paused then put the ball on his stand, waiting for him to throw it. This went on for hours. We didn't get back until dinner! I walked with him.

"Hey, wanna stay for dinner?" He offered.

"Sure, just no chocolate." I replied. It tasted so good yet, it makes me sick...

"No promises. Papyrus' pasta has that effect where it's either, absolutely amazing, or, what did he even do." Sans chuckled.

"Haha! You'd know the best huh?" I replied. I mean, he isn't wrong. Frisk sometimes gives me some off the table. Oh wait? Should I tell him. I paused before walking in. He turned to me.

"You ok?" He asked. I looked up, staring him dead in the white flecks of his "eyes".

"Sans, I have something to tell you..." I started.

Aaaaaaaand, CLIFFHANGER!! Anyways, it's later so, School is stressing me out and some people I love just seem to be falling apart. Welp, keep up more.