sans x abused!reader

{ Chapter Two }

Screw it . . . There's gonna be another timeline anyway . . . Might as well do it . . .

I picked up the skinny figure cradling style,

((Like how you hold a baby. Yes, that's what's it's called. It's not called bridal style. Meh XD))

And started walking to my house. I had to avoid stares, so I went through the forest. It didn't take long to notice how much bruises, cuts, a blood was on her. She was also terribly skinny. There was a huge gash on her (dominant leg).

((Your Dominant leg is your, Uhm, strongest leg? Like, if you would start running, you would start with the leg that would start you off the best. My dominant leg is my right leg. If you don't get it, highlight the word "dominant" and tap the "..." then a "Look up" button thing will show up. Click it and it'll give you the definition.))

Her mouth looked like she had a mouthful of red paint. Along her mouth were smudges of blood. I would've teleported, but, I think there would be to much pressure for her body. She could lose more blood, or something along those lines.

I swung open the door to my home.

"PAPYRUS! GET THE FIRST AID!"

"SURE, SANS! BUT WHY . . . ?"

"HURRY!"

I quickly placed the skinny girl on the olive-colored sofa and waited for Papyrus.

"HERE, SANS! AND, WHO IS THAT?"

"I'll explain later! Just gimmie some time . . ."

"OKAY!"

With that said from Papyrus, he skipped out of the room. I guess he doesn't understand the situation yet. It'll get to him.

"OH MY STARS, SANS! WHY IS THERE A ALMOST-DEAD HUMAN IN OUR HOUSE?!"

Speak of the devil.

I quickly rolled up the girls ripped tights, all the way to above her knee, then immediately wrapping some bandage-wrap around it. As I was doing this, I checked for anymore gashes like this, but found none. I continued to wrap and bandage the girl.

Your P.O.V (FYI, Point of view)

I open my eyes. Dream land.

Wait wah?

I passed out! I'm not sleeping!

"HELLO?!"

"Hi, sweetie."

"DAD?!"

"Why did you run away?" My 'father' fake pouted.

"Why did you run away?"

"Why did you run away?"

"Why did you run away?"

"Why did you run away?"

"Why did you run away-y-y-y?"

run away.

AWAY.

I screamed louder than ever, shooting up. I let out a yelp of pain. A hand pushed me down into my previous position.

"Wow, you really rattled my bones, kiddo!" Chuckled a voice. I slowly turned my head to the speaker.

Oh,

It's a skeleton.

I'm surprised that I'm not surprised about this.

"Heh, I never introduced myself properly. Oh, PAPYRUS! THE HUMANS AWAKE!"

"YAAAAAAY!"

Within seconds, a very tall skeleton came into view.

"Okay, so, I'm Sans, Sans The Skeleton and--"

"--I AM THE GREEEEEEEAT PAPYRUS!"

"--yup."

"I-I . . . Hhhnn . . . I-I-I'm . . . (Y/)-(Y/)-(Y/)-(Y/N) . . ." You mumbled weakly.

"(Y/N)?"

"IM SORRY, WHAT? (N/Y)?"

"You have it backwards, Paps."

"(Y/N)?"

"Score."

You feel a tug at your lips making you smile the smallest bit at Papyrus' mistake.

"Anyway, Paps, you can go back and make your spaghetti. I have to ghetti some answers from (Y/N)."

Oh carp.