StreetRat [SansxReader]

[ch. 7] -. . . Suspicion confirmed.

Hello readers, it's been a long time hasn't it~
Well here's the chapter, I hope you enjoy ^-^

Also, just in case you missed it, I turned this story into a FemaleReaderxSans, because I failed at making it gender-neutral; this story first had a female protagonist, so I can't help writing Her/She and describing the reader more female then male.
Sorry for disappointing any male readers...
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Previously, on SteetRat:

'They were still smiling at each other, but at some point Ralph glanced inside the house, and gasped.
His eyes immidiately turned cold, before dropping the basket and quickly barged into the house.
He almost knocked Frisk over in the proccess, earning him a confused stare before Frisk frowned.

This isn't going to end well, or so it seems...'

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{Sans' POV}

I observe the human on the sofa.

She seemed to try to relax while listening to my brother ramble on how great of an actor Mettaton is, but under the act I can see that her shoulders are stiff and tense. Her fingers grasping the couch in a tight hold, trying to hide her nervousness. And looking at her face, you would think she's calm, only a few signs of being tired and new to the surroundings can be spotted. Really, what I'm actually surprised at is how she seems to be diligently listening to my brother, with him now talking about all his new puzzles that he and Frisk invented together, and even giving him a few tips here and there like she's used to these types of conversations. Seriously, this is leaving me quite puzzled about her.
Well at least she isn't acting as hopeless as I thought she would by running around screaming 'Bloody murders' at the sight of anything non-human, so that's a plus I guess...

After a while Papyrus stopped talking and went on to watch the movie, his knees under his chin and his boots on the couch. The girl on the other hand rested her head and back on the pillows of the couch, heaving a sigh before closing her eyes.

This left me to my own thoughts, seeing as the minutes passed by nothing changed.
This is so weird cause there's usually only one human in this house, and that's Frisk. Though these days there's another human here, delivering bread to our doorstep, but I still can't decide if he's a threat or not. He doesn't seem to have any bad intentions against us, but I feel like he wants something more than this from us, or better said, more from Frisk.
At first I had a bad opinion of him, but later found out it was just me being me by immediately categorizing all humans in one category of 'Dangerous', but he apparently needed to go in the category labeled 'Keep your friends close, and your (possible) enemies closer'. I would of said the same thing for his boss, Delia, but she looks so much like Toriel that I keep seeing her as Toriel's human-counterpart, and I don't know if that's a good thing or not.

Speaking about the boy, I stopped my observation by looking at the brown clock hanging above the tv.
'It's already 9:30 in the morning, so where is he? He's never been late before, but maybe-'
Before my thoughts could go any further I heard the doorbell ring, and my sudden concern disappeared like it never excisted in the first place.

I saw Frisk speed walking to the door, passing by the human on the couch as neither of them noticed the other, and then quickly ripped the door open.

And there, with his overloaded basket of bread, is the boy himself, Ralph.

He seemed startled when Frisk opened the door suddenly, but even I can guess that's not the reason he's so flustered right now. As he stood stock-still in place, you could see his face get redder and redder the longer he stared at Frisk. And although I couldn't see Frisk's face from here, I could spot their ears getting as red as a tomato.

He glanced my way. His expression suddenly changed; his once red face rappidly became its usual pale color, his lovestruck smile turned into a flat line and his eyes became cold yet weirdly concerned. As I became aware of the change he already forcefully barged into the house, almost knocking down Frisk in the process.

That imidiately put me on edge, as I took a fighting position, silently using my magic to gently steady Frisk back on their feat.
My gaze stayed focused on the intruding boy who was now rushing towards me. Still, I didn't attack, memories of his trusting services till now stopping me from doing so, but won't hesitate to if he actually hurts someone.

Understanding where this is going to my eyes dilated in suprise before narrowing into small slits, a blue aura surrounding my vision as I saw he was making his way towards Papyrus.

My thoughts jumbled up in confusion but one was crystal clear.
'If he dares to touch Papyrus, he's a goner'

He hurried closer though, making me doubt the loyalty he has shown for 4 years, though I snapped out of it when he was only a few centimeters away from my younger brother still not stopping.

Within a snap I lifted him up in the air using my magic, however, did not expect to lift the injured female as well.

She opened her eyes in shock, having dosed off before suddenly being held tight and gravity losing its power on her, making her quite queasy from the sudden motion.

There, Ralph had her in a tight embrace, having taken her up in the air with him in the process.

"(Y/n)!" He said loudly, yet full of disbelief and concern.

"Huh?" was the intelligent reply.





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{3rd person POV}.

The floating humans were back on the couch, almost everybody still confused except for the little human boy talking extremely fast, showing all types of expressions ranging from happy to worried and once again back to happy.

Sans had let go of his magic seeing the unexpected turn of events, causing the two humans to fall down on the couch with a yelp. Papyrus finally looked at the humans as well, suddenly interested to why there were suddenly 3.

Frisk still stood by the side, not understanding why Ralph pushed them or why he's suddenly talking rapidly to the human on the couch.
Although one thing's for sure, Frisk is defenitely losing the determination to ask why.

Ralph on the other hand hasn't noticed Frisk's distress, as he was still bombarding (Y/n) with all types of questions consisting out of the who's, what's, why's, where's.
The person in question, or better said, the person being questioned, just kept staring at the boy in confusion, looking as if she's trying to figure something out. After a while Ralph began to notice her silence, making him slowly but surely stop babbling. He looked at her with concern and question, wondering why she haven't replied to anything he has said.

A silence spread around in the room once Ralph stopped talking, the movie had put on pause and everyone else was still deep in their own thoughts. The only remaining sound was the ticking of the clock, showing 10:00 am, a half hour since Ralph arrived.

(Y/n) looked at Ralph in question. "Who are you exactly?"

Now everybody was staring at her, even more confused with what's happening. Though Ralph looked like he was in a daze, not understanding what she said.

"What?" He asked, too stupefied to be able say any more then that.

"I asked who you were exactly, as I don't think we've met before." Although she said that, her body didn't deny this seemingly stranger's hug.

It took a while for Ralph to understand what she said, becoming schocked, yet he was still in denial for what her words fully meant.

"... You're joking right? Please tell me you're joking." He said almost pleading.

She shook your head, truly not knowing who he was.

He looked at her in a daze. "You, you really don't know?"

She nodded. "I don't remember having seen you before."

"R-really?" He stuttered, "You truly don't remember me?"

"I truly don't remember." She stated once again.

He sat there in shock, not understanding and fearing what's happening.
When it truly sank in what she said, he felt devastated and was so overwhelmed with emotion that tears started to form in his eyes, falling down in streams as he silently sobbed.

In seconds (Y/n) had him in a hug on her lap, rhythmically caressing circles on his back as he cried on her shoulder. Her responce seemed to be appreciated, as he grabbed onto the back of her old shirt, burrowing his head on her left shoulder as he continued to cry. As her shirt was absorbing more tears, he seemed to become more calm as well.
(Y/n) didn't know why he was crying, but she was naturally going to do something about it, defenitely seeing as the cause for his sadness was somehow related to her.

She deeply pondered why he was crying and how she could of been the cause of it. She also kept repeating his questions in her head, about how they were suppose to know each other, but she really doesn't recognise this boy. As the crying continued, a feeling of deja-vu washed over her, a feeling as if the answer was on the tip of her tongue yet so far away. It confused and annoyed her, but was also giving a headache so she stopped thinking about it.

She looked around and spotted someone else who was on the verge of tears.
It was Frisk, still confused about everything and the feelings multiplying by the minute, almost drowning their mind with negative emotions.

(Y/n) gently smiled and motioned them to come. Frisk did without thinking about it, making their way on (Y/n)'s left side as they too grabbed a part of the old shirt and started silently crying into it. (Y/n) put her hand on their back as well, carresing small but steady circles on it. A teary-eyed Papyrus decided to join as well, using his long arms to give all the humans a bone-crushing hug, making them laugh a bit before (Y/n) had to airlessly pleaded him to please not hold them so tight. He complied, but his arms were still around them, letting the humans breath again before comfortable resting surrounded by his arms.

Sans was standing nearby, looking at floor thinking about what was said.
'The older female human appartently didn't know Ralph, but he did.
Her body didn't react to Ralph being a stranger, but her mind did.
So that -'

Sans was roughly pulled out of his thoughts when his brother grabbed him by his blue vest, pulling him towards the grouphug.
He actually didn't want to join them, after all the boy was almost a threath not long ago and the woman is still a mystery, but after the impatient and pleading glances of Papyrus and Frisk he decided to sit at the furthest left of the couch next to Frisk. The couch creaked a bit under the weight, but stopped once everyone has comfortably sat down.
Once he sat next to Frisk, he cooncernly watched Papyrus sitting all the way on the otherside, but Papyrus didn't notice while he was hugging the boy with the tear-stained face. Lastly he glanced at female human, before looking at Frisk with a goofy grin and giving them one of his one-of-a-kind bear hugs.



'-could mean that she has amesia.'




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{Author casts 'confusion' on readers}
['confusion' was very effective]


This has been the first stage of the story; giving an introduction to important leads, (hopefully) telling you something about the situation and having been poorly written (to my opinion, I'll try to be better in the next stage Xc).

Though I think this chapter was better grammarly correct, but I'm not completely sure. I tried so I hope that counts to some extent :3


(Hopefully) stay tuned for what's coming next and Thank you once again.
Have a nice day~
- Elina Violets ^-^

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