Bruised To The Bone: (Sans x Reader)

Chapter 47

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I wake in my bed, the slightly tear stained sheets crumpled around my frail body. My memory is hazy, a faint pounding evident in my head. Then it hits me; I was out drinking last night. A piercing memory comes back to me, hitting me like a knife to it's victim; Last night, I lost one of my best and only friendships with the only person I've every truly liked; Sans.

I inhale sharply, the cold air rushing quickly into my lungs. I push out my breath tossing my head back in regret. In my peripheral vision, my clock blares the shocking time; Noon. I comb a stressed hand through my hair, letting out a sharp breath through my nose.

"Great!" I state loudly, feeling slightly ridiculous speaking to an empty room. I let out a heavy sigh, collapsing onto my bed. I've half a mind to go back to sleep, to simply forget everything that's happening and, during the night, drench my feelings in drink, as I did during the resets. I mentally scold myself for thinking such, and desperately try to convince myself that that's the wrong thing to do, and I know it is, but although the knowledge is clear as day, it burns like the sun through a magnifying glass.

Regretfully, I force myself dressed, lazily slipping on a black hoodie with pants of the same colour. My phone buzzes erratically, my purse lighting up. I teleport it into my outstretched hand, my magic taking more strain than usual.

99+ Notifications from Bonehead, X, Ace. My breath hitches in my throat as I read the first name. I avoid clicking the notification and instead type my passcode, not wanting to risk it opening up the conversation with Sans. I click on the one from X first, wanting to see the shapeshifter's undoubtedly amusing view on the situation. (Omfg 'shapeshifter's' autocorrected to 'aftershaves'.)

X: Heyyyyy u good? Like, probs not, but it's polite to ask, right?

X: Fuck, or is that insensitive? Doesn't matter, don't frogging care.

X: W8 frogging is a word. WTfrog. Oh my god. My phone didn't autocorrect the word 'frogging' lol.

X: Soooo apparently 'frogging' means crocheting or some shit

X: Kay Grillby's coming over 2 meh idk where u are 'cause ur not responding please don't die be back in a bit

X: OMFG Grillby and I hit it off halfway!!!!!! So we bonded over Sans' asshole-ey-ness, anndddddd we're getting drinks later!!!!! Also he's ONLY 28 so no sugar baby shaming me kay? He is, tho, apparently immortal since he's a different type of monster and not actually living or something??????? Idk, wasn't rlly paying attention. Don't care tho, that means he'll be hot FOREVAH!!

I grin at X's no doubt accidental pun.

X: Ok imma go home 'cause i have work tomorrow kinda 'cause I already did everything. But MTT will be mad if I don't show up and do nothing.

X: Kay it's like 11 and u haven't texted back. You good? U dead?

X: 11:30 DID U DIE imma get Ace to spam u with messages and if that doesn't wake u up, im calling the 911 dudes.

X: Aka Undyne. She'll kick down dat door like a badass and FORCE your lazy butt back from the APPARENT COMA THAT YOU'RE IN

The message chain ends there. I quickly materialize a response, my fingers flying across the slightly sticky screen. I make a mental note to clean it later, though I'm fairly certain it won't happen.

You to X: IM BACK so I slept till 12, sorry. Feeling kinda overwhelmed and might leave my phone at home if I go somewhere. Sans has been texting me and i kinda don't wanna talk to him rn

I switch to the conversation with Ace quickly, a notification popping up that X has texted back. I smile, and decide to temporarily ignore it. The notification shows a blurb of text that reads:

X: BOUT BEEPING TIME u IDIOT I thought u offed urself or something out of heartbreak or some shit. Idk, what do normal people do with heartbreak?

I grin, swiping away the notification. I'll get back to him later.

Ace: KAY BEEYOTCH X TELLS ME U HAVEN'T TEXTED HIM BACK AND IT'S 11-FUCKING-30 I'll kill u if u're dead.

Ace: GET UP IF U HAVE UR NOTIFICATIONS ON SILENT I'LL KILL YOU

Ace: Omfg so X and I were talking and apparently he like Grillby :D NEW OTP RIGHT THERE don't worry honey, u and Sans are still my fave

Ace: Uh oh, X just told me ur troubles in paradise. Everything good? Want me to kick Sans' fat, boney ass?

Ace: I'll also prank him and tell him it's from u like a big prank. HUGE! Bulbous. Penis.

Ace: Get it, cause I was listing adjectives for big lol

Ace: Kay u haven't told me off on the revenge prank thing so I'll give u the benefit of the doubt and cut back on the prank and just assume ur recovering from a hangover.

Ace: I'm still going over to Sans' and lecturing him 'cause BOI NO ONE HURTS MAH FRANDS!!!!!!

I quickly formulate a response.

You to Ace: Go ahead and lecture him, but NO PRANKS also don't be too rough on him, he doesn't like me and that's not him fault.

I click send, flipping back to the conversations menu. I sigh, biting my lip. TIme to open the dreaded conversation.

I tap onto the conversation with the one I call 'Bonehead'.

A/N: KAY KAY KAY So I know I've been dead, BUT! I have an excuse kinda! So it's my spring break which means that my friends and I are binging Netflix shows and OMFG WE FOUND THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS I- Like, I read the books and LOVED them, and I had NO FUCKING CLUE THERE WAS A SHOW! 

Thennn I realized how similar Magnus and X are, and when I was reminded Magnus is bi, I got inspired GURL! 

So I got an idea for the next chappie, but y'all will have to wait until TOMORROW 'cause UR GURL NEEDS SOME SLEE- No I don't I never sleep.

But still, my friends don't want to watch The Mortal Instruments with me, so i'm doing that tonight SEEYA IN ALL NIGHTER HELL BOIS!

Anyways so I gotta go do that BYE and remember IT'S ALWAYS DAY SOMEWHERE! (Catchphrase in progress)