A Gun and Some Catnip{Mafia!Sans x Neko!Reader}

Chapter 5: The History of Me

~~~Last Time~~~

The kitchen exploded with pasta sauce.

~~~This Time~~~

~~~(Y/N) POV~~~

I was peacefully napping when I am interrupted by the yell of Papyrus. Witch kind of disappoints me since I need my rest. Especially after having to run for 4 hours lifting heavy materials.

"HUMAN (Y/N), IT IS DINNER TIME!" Papy yells. Gosh, I wish he would stop yelling. Just once that would be great.

" Dude you know that your loud boomy voice is killing my ears right?" You yell back at Papy.

"SORRY HUMAN. I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW THAT DINNER IS READY." Paps says a little quieter. 

"Okay Paps, I'll be down in a bit. Actually, where is the Dinning Hall, or what ever you call it?"

"OH IT IS CALLED THE DINNING HALL, AND FOLLOW ME!!" Pap answers.

Doing what I am told, I follow Papyrus to the dinning hall for dinner. Upon entering, the first thing that I notice is the size of the room. This room is as big as Alphys's lab in hot lands. The second thing that I notice is that everyone is looking at me. We all just kind of stand/ sit there staring at each other for a few minutes. Needless to say, it was awkward.

"Uhhh... why are you looking at me like I just blew up the world?" I ask in a questionable tone.

Everyone gets the jist of it and stops staring. Eventually I spot the table where my friends sit. Ya' know, Sans, Paps, Alphys, Undyne, Mettaton, Frisk, and Toriel. But for some reason Asgore wasn't there, probably because of Toriel.

I walk over and as soon as I sit down Undyne starts to pelt me with questions.

"What "other stuff" can you do?"

"Can you make bombs?"

"Can you defuse bombs?"

And "Can you make weapons?"

I give her a tired look and say, "Your questions are worse then Flowy's 'friendliness pellets'. "

That seemed to catch everyone off guard. As everyone at the table went silent and looked at me with what seemed like pity. I don't know why they would give me pity. I don't know why they would pity that statement. All I know is that they didn't take it kindly.

"*sigh* And the answer is A) All of the above." I say replying to all of Undynes questions from earlier. 

"uhhh what are you talking about kiddo?" Sans asks in skepticism.

" I mean that I can do all of the things you just asked me." I say looking proud of myself.

"R-really?" Alphys asked all shy-like.

"Yea, I can show you if you want. But it will have to wait till next morning." I say, offering a demonstration on how it is done.

"Hell yea punk! I would like to see how you do all that!" Undyne says excitedly.

"You don't get hurt while doing it, right?" I hear Toriel ask with worry.

"Uhhh does it really matter? I mean, it's a free weapon. I don't think it would matter." Stating my completely reasonable raisins.

"Yes it does matter my child." Toriel said in a stern voice.

"Since when did you adopt me!" I yell and stand up from my seat. But in the prosses I hit my gut on the edge of the table. The sudden pain coused me to fall backward and hit the back of my head on the floor, with my legs now on the seat. I flail my legs around and say, "My gu-u-uts my guts."