StreetRat [SansxReader]

[Ch.1] Meeting yourself~

(The picture above is kinda how I imagined the city on the surface of Undertale.
I didn't want it to look shady, cause although the story revolves around Gangs and the like, I didn't want to dig too deep in the dark-side of it all.)

So let's begin :3

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In one of the many alleyways, you could see a skinny figure in old clothes rushing it's way around.
That person is you.

'Up over the trashcan, take a sharp turn left, speedwalk on the right side of the Mineral-road, don't bump into anyone, leave the busy road after 12 minutes of continued speedwalking.
Turn left between a gray and -slightly more- gray building, make a running start, use the momentum of running to jump over a short green fence, try landing safely on the ground.
Run half-way through the alley, take a quick turn to the right between 2 big brown garbage cans, check for suspicious followers for 2 minutes.
After no suspicious followers are detected get out of hiding and continue speedwalking out of the alley, when out of the alleyway and onto Defiant-Street turn right, casually walk ahead but don't bump into anyone, after walking past 5 buildings enter the sixth one.'

The little bell thinkled a cute tone as the door was opened, signaling the other people inside that someone entered.

"Hello welcome to Delia's bakery how may I he- Oh it's you (Y/n), what happend to you sweetie? Why are you so dirty this time? Did those dogs chase you to my shop again?" The cashier said first in a monotone voice till she noticed the newcomer was her best customer, then lectured them on how they shouldn't come in the store so filthy or her business will decline, and then nagging them to come more frequently since they weren't coming here as often as before.

"Yes I'm fine Delia, thank you for asking." You said, cutting off the older woman's rambling.
"Really though, if you need someone to complain to so much, you should really find a nice husband. You know, there are still allot of available fish out there to catch." You complained with fake annoyance before giving her an advicing look.

The older damsel grimaced a bit before turning it into a sneer, looking over to a mirror in a bit of self-disgust.
"Yeah, like any man would like a woman as ugly and unattractive as I am. They quite litterly run away before I can even say anything." She said in self-mockery.

As for appearance, Delia was very big and bulky for a woman, and had a few scars across her face and body from the younger days. Honestly she was more concidered scary then ugly.
In adition to the large pink and fluffy apron she was wearing, she looked like a dangerous momma bear protecting her cubs.

She really wasn't as ugly as she was making it out to be, but in society's ranking, she was concidered Unappealing.

Though, you thought of it completely different.
In your eyes, this older woman was the most sweetest, most beautiful kind of woman in the entire universe, helping others like you when they need it the most, and coming up for them when no one else would.

You knew that the only reason the lady was actually concidered Unappealing, is because society wants big-breasted fake woman as wives that cheat on their husband with other 20 men.

Delia then glanced over at you, with an advicing eyebrow raised.
"You on the other hand could get anyone you want, as long as you take a shower and change your clothes."

As much as you disliked it, it was true.
You were concidered the 'neutral'-type of beauty, that wouldn't really counted as a woman or as a man.
You had trained yourself pretty hard, causing you to have pretty firm muscles and a very slender body.
Although your skin was concidered malnutritioned, it still had a pretty glow to it.
And as much as you disliked it, you had what was concidered a pretty face.

Most people would probably like having these features, but you hated how it brought attention to yourself.
Being grabbed by a drunk or sober person without your consent is not a pleasant thing, especially when you're in a hurry.

That's one of the reasons you wear torn clothing, just enough against the cold and won't obstruct you're movements.
The other reason is because you can't afford to get new ones.

You looked down at yourself and then back at Delia.
"Nah~, although my looks will probably get the oke, I don't they'll want someone as poor and homeless as me. I'm just a StreetRat after all."

You both looked at each other with a wry smile, both having your own problems.
You guys had these conversations before, but you and her both know you can tell your problems to each other, as both of you were 100% sure that when one of you needed help the other would rush in to their aid.

As that was going on a little kid walked in from behind the counter, with a big basket of bread loafs that looked a little too heavy for him to carry.

Though when he saw you he shouted out your name in joy and almost dropped the basket on the floor, but he remembered his task just in time and first put the basket of goods on the counter.

You snapped out of your daze and looked down to the little kid.
"Hey Ralph, what's up?" The fithy young adult said with delight, happy to see the child again.

Ralph ran out from behind the counter and hugged you with such strength that you almost fell over.

"Oh my gosh Ralph, you are getting heavier and stronger every time I come back." You said with good will.

"Then you should just come everyday (y/n), so that I can become the brother that can be able to protect you from all the evil in the world." He said with so sincere that you were having a mental breakdown on how to react, so instead your face became blank.

Ralph giggled and let go of you, letting you stand there like a robot that got deactivated in a hugging position.

"Tsk, I'm so jealous of you (Y/n), getting all the attention from my assistant. I don't know, maybe I should just never let him see you again so I can have all his attention to myself..." Delia said in fake jealousy.

Ralph quickly perked up and ran to Delia as fast as his 11-year-old legs could take him, making him bump into the counter a few times before litterly glomping his motherly-boss.
She didn't even twitch from the strength behind the glomp and even put her arms around him.

"Works everytime~" Delia said with a confident smirk, getting a playful punch from the little boy.

You finally snapped out of your malfuction and looked around confused, before understanding what happend.

The 20-year-old looked at the hugging woman and pouting child, understanding what probably happend and giggled softly under their breath.
Then you looked over at the old clock on the wall and sighed.

"Well I guess I have to go now..."

They all looked at each other with a wry smile before you smiled a somewhat fake smile and left.
You didn't want to leave, but couldn't stay with them either.
You had too many resposibilities on your shoulders, and allot of people that depended on you.

You sighed once again and walked away from the building to your next destination.

But on your way there, you saw something happening that you didn't like.

Your eyes glazed over an icy cold as you approached the situation...

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Cliffhanger~

I know, this is very mean of me but the story starts like this, so I'm sorry.

Although this is a [SansxReader], I will be making side-ships too.
Delia and Ralph will both get their significant other.
But if you readers have ideas for more side-ships I'm all ears :3

Sorry for making it so that you dislike your outer appearance, but I didn't want you to sound like a narcissistic, cause I couldn't make reader~san not look cool :3

And lastly because this wasn't a xReader before, I may sometimes say 'she' instead of 'you'. It's because the maincharacter was first a girl but then I changed that since making it an xReader seemed more fun. So I apoligize in advance.

Have a nice day~
-ElinaViolets ^-^

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