AU Sans x Reader Oneshots

Dancetale!Sans x Clumsy!Reader

Art by @Yo.honne on Instagram

Requested by @Jocelyn_Clark

"Sans...!" You whine "Please?.." Sans looks down at your pouting face. He smiles as sweat drips down his skull. 

"Kid I don't know about that,"

"Please!" 

"How about we go get some nice cream?" 

. . . Your face grows stern. You were not  letting him get away with this again. Sans promised to dance with you, 3 months ago. Each time you tried to get him to dance with you, he would come up with excuses to get out of it. But this time you were determined to get him to dance with you (ba-dum tsss). Sans' smile faltered. 

"Kiddo-" 

"Come on Sans!" You begged. "You said we could dance together 3 months ago and we've done nothing!" He looked away, more sweat trickled down his skull. "You've seen me dance and fail  so many times and I don't get to see you dance once?" You cross your arms. "That's just not fair Sans." Sans seems to consider that. He looks down towards the ground for a moment before sighing. 

"Alright kid, you won. We can dance together but this is the only time I'll let you persuade me" He looks up at you. Your frown turns upside down.

"Really?!" You almost couldn't hold your excitement. Your hands clapped together. "Thank you Sans!" You exclaim. Sans' cheekbones seem to light up. 

"Whatever kiddo, no biggie" He pulls his hands out of his front sweater pocket to pull his hood over his head. He always did that he said. He was shy and self-conscious about dancing in front of other people he wasn't close to. Now pushing him seems mean, but he was the one who offered. He said it himself that he considered you close. And after hearing that, well you could not wait till you danced together for the first time. 

"Now, what do you want to do Sans?" You asked as he walked over to you. 

"I'll follow your lead" He smiled. 

"Alright, well grab my hand and we can get started" You held out your hand for him. He glanced down at your hand, then back at you. With his head tilted downwards you could barely see his  eyes underneath his hood peering up at you. He hesitantly grabbed your hand and with his free hand he snapped, causing the music player in the corner to whirl to life. It played a song that was perfect for hip-hop. Your head tilted slightly as you both started to dance to the beat. "Did you change the CD?" You giggled. Sans smiled casually.

"Maybe" He shrugged his shoulders, his smile growing ever so slightly. 

"You bonehead" You laugh as you swoop to the side of him, feeling the beat right at that moment. You didn't have a style. As a human, when you fell down you had no idea how to dance. But being down here, being exposed to monster nature you fell in love with it. Dancing was really interesting. It played such a big part in monster culture. And when I mean fell in love with it, you couldn't decide how you wanted to dance. Hip-hop, Waltz, Salsa, Ballet, oh they're were so many! So you decided on this, you would dance to anything and dance however you wanted. You were a freestyle dancer. You glided around the dancefloor freely as Sans did his own moves. Rolling his shoulders back it almost looked they were too heavy as he fell down in time with the roll. It almost looked like it wasn't planned but as he caught himself gracefully you knew it was definitely planned. Surprisingly, his hoodie hadn't fallen off his skull yet. 

His eyes, most of the time were closed but sometimes you would catch him staring, watching you dance around him freely. Blue blush tainted his cheekbones. Your arms swayed with the beat, your steps in time with them as well. Sans, without you knowing, somehow danced his way behind you and swiftly entwined his boney hands with yours. You had let him freely dance by himself to get use to dancing with you. Sans' and your movements almost moved together as one as you both spun around each other. You were enjoying this much more than you thought. You turned and spun almost ballet like. But mid-turn you started to lose balance. Your heart had a mini heart-attack as you twisted your ankle, fell, and hit the floor with a loud thud. Everything was spinning as you laid on the floor staring at the white ceiling above you that seemed to stretch higher, and higher the longer you stared at it.