I got a BONE to pick with you
This is a Sans reader in Twisted Wonderland oneshot, where the reader has the abilities and some characterstics of Sans, but not the full personality.
You didn’t want to get teleported into another world — you liked your old world, you had your brother, Papyrus, you had Grillby’s bar with your ketchup, you had the time to laze around!
But apparently, life got bored with the time loops in the underground and decided to make things interesting.
When you first woke up to darkness, you had first thought ‘Heh, must have died again.’
Only to be opened to a world of fancy stuff, a talking cat monster, and blue flames.
(Hey, that is your thing!)
After a fiasco of a meeting with other weird people in cloaks — and oddly human-like monsters — it didn’t take long to figure out you were not in your world.
(NOO! PAPYRUS!)
When your hood was pulled down — you didn’t even know you were wearing robes — the people in the room were horrified and amazed to see a skeleton. Seeing as most of the people here were humans and human-like monsters, you decided to change in what you creatively called your ‘Human form’.
You don’t really use it, only to entertain the kid when they’re on their pacifist route.
And looking at the people here, you could admit that most of them are not bad looking.
“What are you!?” the human with pointy ears, a bird masquerade mask, a top hat, and a bunch of clocks and mirrors asked in a very loud voice. You winced at the volume before brushing a lock of white hair behind your ear, “Uh look dude. If it wasn’t obvious the first time, I’m a skeleton. If you want a broader topic, I’m a monster and I’m pretty sure I’m not from here.”
“Impossible! Why is this ceremony getting more eventful by the minute!”
“Then let me take their place!” …aaand the fire cat monster got loose and started throwing fire around.
Snorting, you stood in the middle of chaos as two humans chased the gremlin cat, three of the hooded people were talking, one tablet was floating, and the rest of the hooded people were running around in panic. It was amusing, but you have a brother to get back to and a date with a nap.
With a flick of a wrist, you felt the familiar power of telekinesis as you made a grabbing gesture with your hand at the monster cat, who immediately stopped running, and made a pulling gesture where the cat yowled as it was pulled towards your hand.
Now you got a handful of a fire cat.
You looked at the supposed man in charge, “As humerus as this was, I have a little brother to get back to.”