#ht sans would kill 1 million zombies for you

[aka-indulgence]

I’ve been thinking of a combination of two ideas, I think one I’ve only mentioned on once on my tumblr

It stars of as a “HT!Sans scares you and stalks you a little” fic, where he lives in your area and you see him in your day to day. You’ll find him across the road, at the bus stop, behind you a couple nights, the grocery store. And oftentimes you find him openly staring at you. You hear he isn’t the friendliest guy in the neighborhood, doesn’t trust anyone and doesn’t speak much. You don’t think you’re a “judge a book by the cover”, but he genuinely unnerves you… maybe because his sockets widen and he starts breathing heavily when he’s looking at you. You barely interact with him aside from a few close encounters where he’s said nothing to you and you wonder if he wants to kidnap you, eat you, or both.

And that’s where you’re at with him when an unexpected disaster strikes: zombie apocalypse situation :O AGH (I hate zombie apocalypse stories but thinking about being with ht!sans makes me feel safe :3)

I imagine you’re somewhere public like the supermarket when it hits you, a (small?) hoard crashes into the store and starts attacking people. You don’t have a lot of things on you and you’re in the middle of your grocery run, you aren’t exactly alert or prepared when the bodies that refuse to die start going at you. You manage to run for a bit but you reach a dead end as they close in…

And HT!Sans shows up.

As soon as he realizes what’s happening, instead of running away from the hoard he runs into it, knowing you’re there, barreling through the rotting undeads, fighting to get you.

He takes crashes onto the scene, taking out the ones that had been tailing you. A beat passes where you pant in silence, staring at the hulking skeleton with the single red eye looking down at you. He looks like he wants to kill. You wonder if he was a worse monster than the zombies were. A sound sends him back into action, scooping you and throwing you over his shoulder like a potato sack, and runs out.

He takes you to a of survival bunkers he’s set up (a big shed thing with all the tools he needs to survive in the wild). He sets you down gently, and he asks you: … you… ok?

You find out he wasn’t trying to kill you. He tells you as such. He’s a gentle giant with you who wants to protect you. You crumple into him and sob just from the overwhelming situation… Sans’s mind kinda. Explodes for a moment. Because the little human he’s been pining on is hugging him.

Then after that the fic is you surviving with him. Had a scene where you have to take shelter somewhere not ideal, and you can hear a hoard nearby, and all you can do is hide in Sans’ hoodie and stay very still and quiet while he keeps watchful eye on the shamblers. Maybe going back to find your stuff at your home. Reuniting with Papyrus after being separated in the evacuation when Sans runs back to get you and tells him he’ll meet him at the camps. Making zombie shelter community, all that good stuff.

All I wanna say is, in zombie apocalypse, ht!sans is ideal