What if sans the funny skeleton was transported to Re:Zero? this fanfic answers that question, what will Sans do? how will he adapt to this new world? We'll just have to see.
I made this as a Christmas thing, probably won't update often but dependin...
n an instant Sans was standing in front of the stone graveyard ruins where the trials took place, though the ruins were empty unlike a few hours ago with no blue glow from the entrance and no one around watching over. Looking around Sans walks up the steps "I sure hope this works, or else its back to the drawing bo-"
"OI!"
A loud, rough voice interrupts his train of thought making Sans turn around to face the source. Revealing the blonde haired demi human Garfiel with his eyes glaring with hostility. "The hell ya think yer doin!" Sans shrugged "Just taking a peek, you don't mind right?"
"Like hell I don't! Now you better stop right there or else I'll kill ya!"
"Woah, woah, woah no need to get hostile now don't you want the sanctuary to be freed anyway? Why try to stop me?"
Garfiel grinded his sharp molars and grimaced at Sans's bony head. "Yer already stepping on thin ice, y'know that? Now don't go pissing me off!"
"Cmon Garf, just let me off the hook just this once? I won't take long."
"Sorry no can do."
"Please?"
"No."
"Pretty please?"
"NO!"
"Pretty pretty please?"
"FUCK OFF I ALREADY SAID NO!"
"Fine..."
"Good, now you bet-"
"I'll go in anyway."
Garfiel was left dumbfounded as he saw Sans walk up the steps without a care. "HEY!" Garfiel was quick to chase after but in a flash Sans was already inside. "See ya later!" and raised a wall of bones to block the entrance. Garfiel sprinted up the steps reaching the wall and readied his fist. Using the momentum he threw a right hook at the wall smashing it to smithereens.
"Wha?!"
Or at least that should have happened. Garfiel saw a flash of a knife in the corner of his vision, causing him to stop his momentum and bend his body back to limbo under the blade. And in a second a red strike blew over him. "What the?" Garfiel looked around for where the strike could have come from, "Did that skeleton do th-?"
"Hey~"
"..."
Garfiel heard a new voice, one totally unfamiliar to him, he grits his teeth and whipped around.
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