Never a normal day (underfell!Sans x reader) DISCONTINUED

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Sans pov  

                  Me, silly? Of all the things she could've said, she called ME silly. Sure she was referring to her uncle too but no one cares about him right now. I'm more concerned about this date going well. I mean really, I'm a magical being with powers far beyond her understanding. Maybe if she knew then she'd take me more seriously...
                  "Ha ha very funny," I answered her sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and shifted my weight to the side they rolled to, feeling heat rise up to my ears. Drake gave me a nudge, encouraging me to face my date. I did so and I noticed that she too had a small blush for some reason. That's when I realized the blush wasn't because of me. I turned myself around to see the infamous girl stealer.
                  "Papyrus what are you doing here!?" He was in the back of the room leaning against the wall with a sinful look on his features. This is exactly what I didn't want to happen. Someone trying to steal her away.
                  "Oh nothing... Just came to check on my lovely dove~"
                  "Stop trying to be the third wheel!"
                  "Here's the menu!!!" Drake cut in, placing the rather fancy looking menus in front of me and y/n. He then backed away slightly, grabbing what seemed to be a violin from behind his desk and began to play a soft melody. Y/n slowly took hold of the menu and hid herself behind it. I grabbed mine and looked in it. The only 'meals' being ice cream and.... spaghetti? What is Papyrus planning now?
                  "I-I'll take the spaghetti..." She's shy. Adorable
                  "I'll have the same as her."
                  "Lovely choice." Papyrus took a mental note of the orders and went to the backroom, where I and y/n first 'kissed.' What should I say? Crap, I didn't think ahead!
                  "W-when did you start singing?" Great.. Now I have her stutter.
                  "I f-first started by singing at s-s-school plays in 5th grade.. I learned guitar in 7th grade.. W-what about you?"
                  "I never learned to play instruments except for the trombone and a little piano... I started to sing because my dad sang me this song during a storm to help me and my brother calm down..."
                  "Maybe you should sing something while my uncle plays an instrument.. I'd like to get to know more about the music you usually listen to." Oh boy... I guess this date was meant for us to get to know each other more..
                  "Alright..." I got up from my seat and walked over to Drake, who was listening to our conversation and already had a guitar in hand. How did he know I was going to ask him to get a guitar? Whatever, not important right now. I quickly whispered to him the song I want to play and he agreed.

"I was walkin' down
the street when out
the corner of my eye,
I saw a pretty little
thing approaching me.

She said I never
seen a man, who
looked so all alone,
could you use a little
company?

If you pay the right
price, your evening
will be nice, and you
can go send me on my way.

I said you're such
a sweet young thing,
why'd you do this to
yourself? She looked
at me and this is what
she said:

Oh there ain't no
rest for the wicked.
'Papyrus came out of the back room but I couldn't see since my back was facing him. He strolled past me and placed two plates of spaghetti on the table. Y/n thanked him and began to eat at the spaghetti all while still watching me. My little brother gave me a devilish look and began to eat my spaghetti. Darn it, I loved his cooking...'
Money don't grow on
trees. I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
there ain't nothin'
in this world for
free

Oh no I cant slow down,
I cant hold back,
though you know I wish
I could, oh no there ain't
no ret for the wicked.
Till' we closed our eyes
for good.

Not even fifteen
minutes later after
walking down the
street, when I saw the
shadow of a man
creep out of sight.

And then he swept
up from behind
he put a gun up
to my head he made it
clear he wasn't looking
for a fight.

He said give me
you've got I want
your money, not your
life if you try to make
a move I wont think
twice.

I told him you can
have my cash, but
first you know I've
got to ask what make
you want to live this
kind of life?

He said there ain't no
rest for the wicked
money don't grow on
trees, I got bills to pay
I hot mouths to feed
there ain't nothin'
in this world for
free.

I know I cant slow
down, I cant hold back,
'Papyrus scooted his chair over y/n and began to whisper something into her ear. Whatever he said had caused her to start laughing. Why now?! I swear I will take the guitar from Drake and beat his baby face to a bloody pulp.'
though you know I wish
I could, oh no there ain't
no rest for the wicked
till' we close our eyes
for good.

Now a couple hours
pass and I was sitting
in my house the day
was winding down and
coming to an end.

So I turned on the tv
and flipped it over
to the news and what
I saw I almost couldn't
comprehend.

I saw a preacher
man in cuffs taking
money from the church
he stuffed his bank
account with righteous
dollar bills.

But even still I cant
say much cause I know
we're all the same
oh yes
we all seek out to
satisfy those thrills.

You know there ain't
no rest for the wicked
money don't grow on
trees, we got bills to pay,
we got mouths to feed,
there ain't nothing in the
world for free.

We can't slow down
we can't hold back,
though you know we
wish we could, you know
there ain't no rest for
the wicked, until we close
our eyes for good."