Started A New After •Sans X Reader•

10: Papyrus Hangout

Before we start, TERRIBLY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN A WHILE, I HAVE ENTRANCE EXAMS AND ITS STRESSING ME OUTTTTTT

[Waterfall | 44:32]

"let's head back.. papyrus must be worried."

"Ok."

I took Sans' hand then we were back at the entrance of their house.

It was a snow storm.

The wind knocked me off balance.

I closed my eyes and braced for impact.

But nothing came.

I opened my eyes.

Sans caught me. He looked worried, but still smiled. I guess he cant not smile.

"A-are you ok??"

At the corner of my eye, there was a black, gooey figure. I turned to the direction it was in, and it vanished.

"Y-yeah.."

Then I noticed he was still staring at me and I was still staring at him.

I blushed then stood up on my own.

The sound... of silence.

"you know.. it doesn't have to be awkward anymore between us."

"Well, yeah... it's just that I'm not used to.. 'this'.. because of my memory loss.."

"you could get used to it, maybe after some time... how about we start now?"

Sans put an arm around my shoulder.

"let's go in now.."

I nodded as he opened the door for me.

"Y/n..."

I looked behind me.

No one.

I went inside, it felt warm again.

"HELLO, HUMAN! HELLO BROTHER! WHAT TOOK YOU TWO SO LONG? WELL.. THERE WAS THE STORM... BUT STILL. IT'S GLAD TO HAVE YOU BACK!" Papyrus hugged the both of us tightly.

"heheh. sorry for coming home late, bro. didn't mean to--"

"SAANNNSS.."

"rattle your bones.."

I rolled my eyes.

"NYEHHHHHHHH!" Papyrus stormed into the kitchen.

"OH! BEFORE YOU MADE THAT PUN, I WANTED TO ASK YOU TWO IF YOU WANTED TO.. 'HANG-OUT'?" Papyrus shouted from the kitchen.

"Sure"

"ok bro."

"WOOO! LET US START WITH... PUZZLES!"

Oooff course.

"I FOUND THIS GAME IN THE GARBAGE DUMP BUT IT STILL LOOKS FUN!"

The mud-covered board read 'Twister'.

Oh no.

-Memory-

"C'mon, n/n(nick name)! Let's play Twister, I'm bored!"

"Ok, but who will play with us? We're only TWO people."

"We can get sis and Uncle S-"

"you guys playing Twister?"

"Yeah! Wanna play?"

"sure"

"Hey, dorks."

"Sis! Wanna play Twister with us?"

"Sure, I'm bored anyway."

-Memory end-

"UMM, HUMAN? ARE YOU ALRIGHT? YOU'VE BEEN STARING AT THE GAME FOR A MINUTE BY NOW!"

"O-oh, I'm ok."

"THEN LET'S PLAY!"

Papyrus emptied out the box, a plastic mat with colored circles on it and a board with a dial came out.

I helped Papyrus set up the mat, covered most of the living space while Sans the dirtwad stood there watching us set up the game.

It was finally done and then Papyrus spun the dial.

"SANS, RIGHT FOOT YELLOW."

Sans put his right foot on the yellow circle.

Sans spun the dial with one hand.

"y/n, left hand red."

I put my left hand on the red circle.

I spun the dial with my right hand.

"Papyrus, left hand blue."

Papyrus put his left hand on a blue circle.

This continued until Papyrus had that 'look' on his face.

It was my turn to spin the dial.

"Pap, right foot red."

He grinned big, 'accidentally' falling.

"OH NO! NOW I HAVE TO BE OUT! SANS AND Y/N, YOU SHALL COMPETE FOR THE CHAMPIONSHIP!"

Papyrus spun the dial.

"SANS, RIGHT HAND RED."

...

Let's just say there was awkwardness, girly squealing, decision regretting, blushing and falling ontop of eachother.

You decide how to imagine it.

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