Sleepy Souls
Not sure if I’ll continue making more of these (maybe probably not^^;;) But here’s another swap fox papyrus and underfell sans fic~ Hope y’all enjoy^^
It was a beautiful day outside, the birds were singing, flowers were blooming.. On days like these foxes were a pain in the ass. Sans scowled, laying on the couch with a tall /heavy/ skeletal fox practically wrapped around him. He had started out laying down with the other resting on him to waking up with their positions switched and his jacket under the fox. It was his rare day off from duty and after completing his chores, for the most part, he went to take a nap. The boss was out at the moment training and wouldn’t be back for a time. To Sans’ surprise when he had brought back the fox the first time, his brother didn’t seem too upset. In fact, the boss appeared to have brought home a companion of his own as the short skeleton noticed a small skeletal bunny following after the other.
The bunny had long fluffy ears and bright sparkly blue eyes that seemed to peer at him with excitement. He had a blue bandana wrapped around his neck and a fluffy white tail, slightly tinted blue like his ears. Though the strangest part was how the fox reacted to the small bunny. The skeletal fox trotted over to him almost familiarly as the bunny bounced around him before hopping up onto his head. He smiled up at the bunny as the other beamed at him from his perch. The two fell brothers glanced at each other before shrugging. The fox and bunny seemed to know one another but neither fell sibling bothered trying to figure out how. They merely let the skeletal animals play.
It had been a few weeks since the fell brothers unofficially adopted these two skeletal animals. A lot of adjusting to accommodate their new pets as well as continued their lifestyle. Which wasn’t an easy one but that was for another time. The bunny, or Blue, as Boss and Sans had taken to calling him stuck with the royal guard. Even going with him on his patrols, though Boss usually kept him hidden within his scarf. The little guy was small enough but still managed to stick out a tad which made the short skeleton snort. The image of his brother looking menacing aside from this small fluffy white tail peeking out from his scarf behind his skull was hilarious. Of course he knew better than to tell Boss that so he kept his mouth shut.
Boss had left a while ago leaving Sans and the fox, who he got into the habit of calling, Stretch, were left alone in the house. This wasn’t too bad since the fox didn’t cause too much trouble usually staying on the couch or following the short skeleton around the house. He remained out of the other’s way as he went about doing what he needed to, occasionally holding things for him. Stretch often times tended to nap with Sans, which took a bit of adjusting for the short skeleton but eventually he came to enjoy it. He was used to the odd positions the fox slept in and yet he still managed to get stuck in this predicament. Stretch was a heavy sleeper, even worse he had his arms wrapped around Sans so tight that he couldn’t port away without bringing the sleeping fox with him. Fuuuck.
The short skeleton struggled to get up only to flop back down with a grunt, “Stretch..”
The fox barely stirred as he nuzzled closer to Sans making him flush. This was dangerous and not the kind that he was used to. Stretch’s ears twitched and his tail swished about as he slept, it was really cute for this lazy fox. It was doing things to the shorter skeleton that it shouldn’t, like make his soul pulse. Nope. Nope. Nope nope. Stop. He shook his head nipping at the other’s ear impulsively. The action made the fox twitch, loosening his hold slightly but not enough for Sans to port. The taller skeleton remained asleep, tail curling around him and the other as he sighed. Goddamnit, Sans was half hoping that would work and was a little too flustered to try that again.
At least he had a bit more room now as he pressed his hands against the other’s chest, trying to pull himself free but to no avail. He growled, exasperated with the whole situation as he leaned up as far as he could once more to break out of the fox’s death grip. Stretch, however, didn’t seem too keen on releasing him just yet as he snored. This damn fox. Sans considered headbutting him in the face when he something caught his eye. He paused, glancing down at the soft orange glow emanating from beneath the fabric. Was that..? No.. But if it is..? The short skeleton jumped a bit as he felt the other shift under him, watching as Stretch turned his head to the side. The fox made contact with the furry part of Sans’ jacket that stuck out from under him. He seemed to nuzzle a bit closer into the furry fabric, sighing in content as he chest glowed brighter.
Sans felt his whole face turn red at the adorable display but even more so at the implication. He fidgeted, glancing down at that pretty orange glow hiding beneath the others sweatshirt. The short skeleton couldn’t help but be curious about.. About what? Stretch’s soul? Ha, yeah, right. Though try as he might Sans couldn’t deny that he wanted to see but felt his bones burn terribly at the thought of being caught by the fox. He could already imagine the cheeky grin on the other’s face and he refused to get the other started. Still.. The short skeleton studied the glow a bit longer as a thought crossed his mind maybe he could.. Touch it? No, that was worse than looking. But, maybe he didn’t have to touch it directly. Yeah. He could touch it through the fabric and if the fox woke up he could blame him for squeezing him too much and pass it off as an accident. Yeah, that’ll work.
With that out of the way, he focused his attention on the heart shaped glow as he fidgeted with his hands. He peeked up at the other to make certain he was dead asleep before dipping a hand forward. It was a tad difficult and a little strange as he tried to gently prod at it, jumping as Stretch seemed to huff. Sans sighed, giving up the poking and instead laying his hand flat over the other’s ribs, soul beaming underneath. It was so.. Warm. A comforting soft warmth that seemed to seep into his fingertips as he inhaled sharply. He hadn’t expected that. Suddenly he felt himself somehow drawn to it as he slowly laid a cheekbone over the warm soul, curiously. A toothy smile made it’s way across his face, eyes drooping shut as the warmth seeped in making him sigh in content. Holy shit, that felt nice. Sans almost melted from the soothing warmth and hum of Stretch’s soul.
Wait. Humming? He frowned as he listened more intently to the sound the soul was making. Was the fox’s soul humming before? The short skeleton opened his eyes, immediately noticing how much brighter the soul was compared to before. He shot up, as best he could in his situation, in alarm before freezing. Stretch was staring at him, cheekbones tinted a light orange and fluffy ears stood at attention. Sans laid there caught red-handed and all his excuses were thrown out the window the second he saw the other’s face. The short skeleton’s red irises vanished and his face grew incredibly warm. Ohh, this couldn’t get any worse. He fidgeted slightly, noticing the other’s stare as he furrowed his brows, glancing down. His soul was glowing. The silence was excruciating as it seemed to drag on for an eternity. Neither one of them moved an inch, both frozen in place before it was broken.
Sans made the first move in an embarrassed panic state, slapping Stretch in the face and twisting away as he shoved at him, “G-GET DUNKED ON!”
The shorter skeleton took the fox by surprise with the sudden impact, making him loosen his hold. It was just enough for Sans to wiggle further away and port out of the tall skeleton’s arms, leaving him alone, ears drooping and soul glowing brightly. The short skeleton had ported straight into his room, leaning back heavily against his door and panting before sliding down to the floor with a groan. He glared down at his soul as it pulsated and shone through his shirt. Slowly he brought his knees up to his chest as if to conceal it. Remembering the warmth he felt from the fox’s soul seemed to set his own alight as it glowed pleasantly. He groaned again, burying his face into his arms and praying that it would stop soon. This sucked..