![]() ![]() “are you sure there isn’t another way i could-” Papyrus leaned over and pushed the button. Sans went to your contact and hesitated with his thumb over the call button. “it probably could be easier,” he mumbled. “JUST CALL THEM AND ASK THEM TO COME OVER AND HANG OUT, LIKE NORMAL! THEN, YOU JUST ASK THEM TO GO ON A DATE WITH YOU! IT COULDN’T BE EASIER.” “YOU KNOW I’M RIGHT.” When Sans didn’t say anything else, he continued. “that hurts, bro,” Sans said sarcastically, clutching his chest like he’d been wounded. “HONESTLY, THEY PROBABLY WOULD HAVE ASKED YOU OUT FIRST, BUT THEY’RE PROBABLY MORE OBLIVIOUS THAN YOU! AND THAT’S SAYING SOMETHING!” “WHY WOULD THEY REJECT YOU? HAVE YOU SEEN THE WAY THEY LOOK AT YOU? THEY PRACTICALLY HAVE HEARTS COMING OUT OF THEIR EARS!” Papyrus put his hands on his hips sassily. “they reject me, leave, and i never see them again.” “COME ON, WHAT’S THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN?” “counterpoint: i don’t do that,” Sans retorted. ![]() ![]() “COME ON, YOU CAN DO IT! YOU JUST HAVE TO BE HONEST WITH YOUR FEELINGS!” he’d exclaimed. He knew that this was probably a bad idea, but Papyrus had insisted. Usually, he wasn’t one for physical activity, but this seemed like a special occasion. Sans paced back and forth in his office, waiting for you to arrive. my garbage writing sans butch mafiatale mafiafell undertale undertale imagines autistic reader sans x readerĪaaw, thank you so much, that’s super sweet! I’m glad you like the total of two (2) chapters so far :P And don’t worry, I’m practicing Self Care™ in the form of playing Pokemon Sword and Stardew Valley! It’s been a good week “right, right, sorry, no killing,” he laughed. “so, for no reason at all, what’s the name and address of the guy who made fun of ya?” There was a bit of silence while you kneaded the pillow happily. “Thanks guys,” you grinned, starting to unconsciously knead the pillow in your hands. You beamed, starting to believe their words a little bit. “you’re definitely one of the greatest humans i ever met, an’ your autism an’ shit is part of it, not somethin’ that takes away from it.” “really though, there’s so many amazin’ things about ya, just ‘cause ya do somethin’ that other people don’t doesn’t make ya bad.” Sans laughed and flicked Butch’s forehead. “come on, we think you’re wonderful.”īutch gave you a kiss as well. “we can tell ya still don’t believe us,” Butch said. “yeah! your lil’ quirks are what make ya who ya are, and we love ya for it,” Butch smiled, kissing you on the forehead. “we can’t stop ya from feelin’ that way, but know that we don’t think you’re weird,” Sans said soothingly. Then, as one, they both gave you a hug, one on each side. “I know, I know! Everyone says that, but it doesn’t help! I still feel stupid, and weird,” you said sadly, clutching your pillow to your chest. “hey, don’t let ‘em do that to ya,” Sans scolded a little. This time, Sans gently wiped them away with his thumbs. “A-and then he slammed the door on purpose, because he knows I get scared with loud sounds, and everyone laughed at me!” The tears came to your eyes again. “No! He just made a joke about me kneading my jacket, a-and it made me feel really stupid,” you said, tears coming to your eyes. “It’s just…some kid in class made fun of me…” “what’s wrong? do ya wanna talk? do we need to kill someone for ya?” “what kind of boyfriends would we be if we believed that?” Sans asked, half joking.īutch hopped into bed with you. “Really, I’m fi-”īefore you could finish your sentence, both of them had teleported into the room, standing at the foot of your bed. “Well…I am crying, but it’s not a big deal,” you tried to explain. “Y-yeah, don’t worry, e-everything’s fine.” You jerked in shock, but quickly tried to calm back down. “doll, what’s wrong? do ya need help?” Butch’s voice came from behind the door, sounding a bit frantic. ![]() You tried to shove them away with the back of your hand, but they kept coming until you were sobbing into your pillow. Despite trying to laugh along with everyone else, it still really hurt.Įven though you were trying to keep calm, a couple tears leaked out of your eyes. You had made the mistake of trying to knead your jacket in class, and one of your classmates had made fun of you in front of everyone. You were curled up in the fetal position trying to relax after a long day. You sniffled a little, hugging yourself on the bed. You couldn’t help it, it’s just how you are! Why couldn’t they see that? Sure, it might look silly when you kneaded pillows like a cat, or flapped your hands, but it was just what felt good. You always felt really dumb when people laughed at you for stimming. Undertale au | Classic Sans & Fell Classic Sans & Blueberry Classic Sans & Ink Classic Sans v Error Sans. ![]()
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