If we’re sharing pets here’s my dog. Her name is Sasquatch Chupacabra. She barely qualifies as an animal and should not exist in this dimension. Look at those guilty eyes; she knows.
Are you shutting down your discord? That's too bad because I never got to join but if it makes you feel comfortable.
It’s still up for those who stayed. I’m sure most folks will stay. I just left the chat, so if someone wanted to go for my mildly famous gay ass, they’ll be disappointed. :’D Still good folks in there, though.
Anyway, I won’t be giving out invites, that’s not my place anymore. You’ll have to get ‘em from someone else. Some of my followers might post ‘em or some such.
If not, I’m afraid there’ll be no more new entries.
(Before this starts I would like to remind all readers of this. I’m not a Sans expert he might act weird or slightly ooc because he’s my take on my Sans. In fact I refrained from using more than one AU because I don’t know how said Sans acts like. That aside I hope you enjoy! :) )
((Look, everyone! We have more fanfiction! Don’t worry about how you write IB Sans; since there’s a different one for each person who wants one, there’s room for variation. And they’re not much like canon Sans, anyway.
Anyway, the story’s really cute! I just added some line breaks to make it easier to read; it’s unedited otherwise. Hope you don’t mind.
--Mod IJT))
You were sitting at your desk doing homework. The rest of your family had gone out to see a movie you didn’t particularly want to see so you stayed home. As you finished your homework and were just starting to clean up you heard your door open slightly.
“Knock knock,” you heard a familiar voice say.
“Sans not while I’m doing my homework,” you mumbled under your breath.
“You look like you were bored and need to be cheered up,” Sans said cheerfully.
You put the books into your backpack, got up from your chair, and stretched.
You suppose you should break the story’s narrative to explain who that attractive skeleton is. That is your imaginary boyfriend Sans, he usually hangs around when you are alone and tends to be an overall sweet and lovable dude. You even made a plushie doll of him to keep him physically around. He also tends to be a good advice and encouragement giver. You’ve found that he has many “modes” switching to a different version of himself when ever you need a different type of encouragement. Today it seems like he going to be classic Sans.
“Hey kid you done being the narrator? You should leave that to omnipotent beings beyond our reach and come hangout with me.” Sans says.
Broken from your daydream you say yeah and go out of your room and sit on the couch.
“Hey it seems like something is bothering you do you need anything” Sans asks in a concerned tone.
“Yeah, actually I’ve been having a hard time in school and am just feeling pretty sad” you explain.
Sans springs up from the couch and runs into the other room shouting “I have an idea!”
As you wait for him to come back you glance down at the bracelet Sans gave you. It was very pretty it was made of sterling silver bones with a singular blue heart set into the bracelet.
You look up at the ruckus Sans is causing he’d cleared the living room, brought out some speakers and a formal outfit, and had some how managed to dress up in a snazzy suit. “Here you go, go put on this I’m waiting!”
You go into your room and change into the elegant silver outfit it matched the bracelet being mostly shimmering silver but sprinkled with small blue hearts. You step out of your room into San’s view.
“Wow you look amazing,” Sans said awestruck.
You blush and tell him he looks great too.
“What do you think of my idea?”
“Umm what exactly are we doing,” you asked.
We’re going to have dance I have the speakers set up and I’ve got a rad playlist. I’m hoping it’ll take your mind off of your problems and allow you to relax and have fun with your favorite imaginary skeleton!“ Sans explained.
He then went over to the speaker set and started the music it was a slow song. Sans then went over to you bowed and asked for your hand of course you said yes and you started dancing.
After several jigs danced to Megalovania you started to lose track of time how long had you been dancing hours? You were beginning to feel a little tired. Actually you were feeling really tired all the sudden and had to sit down.
Sans turned off the music and came and sat down with you. Everything seemed to dissipate leaving just you and a concerned skeleton. "What’s wrong,” Sans asked gently.
“Nothing I was just getting tired but, that was really fun we should do it again!” You replied.
“Yeah” Sans said “but for now why don’t we go to bed it’s 10:30 everyone will be home soon so why not?”
You told him that thought was appealing and that you would love to cuddle.
You went into you bedroom and put on your PJS. Sans came back wearing a set of adorable footie pajamas. You crawl into bed and Sans turns off the lights joining you. And luckily for you imaginary skeletons are much more squishy than regular skeletons and that makes for amazing cuddles. You and Sans lay there and occasionally tell a stupid pun. Eventually you turn towards Sans close your eyes and fall asleep.
You wake up to this time two sets of faces looking down on you. Its regular Sans and UnderSwap Sans.
“Hey there human! It appears your family has left you a note! Why don’t you read it” US Sans says in a chipper voice.
“Dear _______ we are all going to an exhibition today. We couldn’t wake you up and we didn’t think you’d particularly want to see it anyway. Love __________.”
Typical everyone just leaves for something or another oh well at least you have some time to yourself and your Sanses. You get out of bed and tell both Sans to get out of your room you quickly do your morning routine and come out of your room clothed and feeling fresh.
You go into the kitchen stare at the food in the cabinet and turn away after deciding not to eat.
“Hey there kid whatcha eating” Sans asks.
“Oh nothing” you say.
“Well that’s no good!” US Sans exclaims continuing,“I’ve done extensive research on humans and have found they need food to stay healthy!”
“Hmm what’s that in there?” Sans asks.
“Oh it’s pancake mix” you reply.
“I know!” US Sans exclaims, “why don’t we make these together, it’ll be fun!”
“That does sound like a good idea!” You say has you grab the bag. You get the rest of the ingredients from the cupboards.
“Oh no!” US Sans says. You look over he had spilled a little bit of the mix. You giggle and clean it up telling him it’s okay.
“Do you need help there” Sans asks.
US Sans looks down and starts concentrating; when he finally looks up he’d mixed everything together into a gooey batter. “There see, I’m the best Sans aren’t I? I made batter all by myself with out making a mess!” US Sans said proudly.
You tell US Sans that you have no favorites but tell him you are proud and happy he did well.
Regular Sans starts up the stove top. “Why don’t you sit down while I and this numbskull cook the pancakes,” Sans says.
You get out a plate and fork and pour yourself a glass of water. You sit down at the dinner table and wait for about 3 minutes when Sans comes in with a stack of pancakes. US Sans followed after with some syrup. You take a bite.
“How is it” US Sans says in anticipation.
“Mmmm tastes great,” you say as you take another bite. Both Sans sit down and watch you finish eating when you are done US Sans jumps up and takes your plate into the kitchen.
“Well now that we’ve got the day to ourselves what should we do,” you ask.
“Why don’t we go down to the park? No one will be there because it’s a Monday only a few people get today off,” US Sans says.
“Yeah that sounds like a great idea,” you remark"I’m going to get ready.“
You go put on shoes and lock your door as you leave, after a short walk you reach a park and find a bench under a shady tree. US Sans was right no one was here.
You sit down with Sans and watch US Sans’ crazy antics. Sans gets up and goes over to a meadow of wildflowers and returns with several golden flowers in hand and starts making a flower crown. Meanwhile US Sans is attempting to cartwheel, while you try to help him on his technique.
Sans puts the flower crown on your head. "Thanks,” you mumble putting your head on his shoulder.
The buzzing of various insects, the song of the birds in the trees, and the overall peacefulness that this place generated, was more than enough to have you dozing off to sleep on Sans’ shoulder.
Umm hi just wonder if you got the thing I sent you. Or maybe Tumblr ate it. Or maybe it wasn't good. Uhh sorry for bothering you.
((You’re not bothering us! We did get it, and I plan to post it sometime within the next few days! Hopefully you won’t mind if I add in some line breaks to make it easier to read. Other than that, it’s fine!
