That Special Kind of Love

Chapter 7

So something I wanna say is, Thank you all for reading! <3 you guys! Okay to the next part! *Courageously runs forth and goes to the next part.*

Undyne raised the phone higher up and I growled, jumping up. That ended up with my shirt pulling itself up because of my raised arms, and my stomach becoming visible. However, I'm able to grab Undyne's phone.

As soon as I grab it, I shove it down my sleeve and sprint to the kitchen, quickly spinning out of the way of Toriel. I quickly hid in the pantry and open her phone.

"Shit." I mumble, realizing she has a password.

4 digits. I got this.

I tilt the phone up and see evident fingerprint marks, looks like 4, 4, 7, 0. I put that in and get access into her phone. I quickly go into her photos and delete the photo, before completely deleting it from the deleted picture file.

I don't go through the rest of her phone, and miss a bunch of picture of Sans taking care of me while I was unconscious. I pop out of the pantry and toss the phone to an angry Undyne. "Don't worry, I didn't go through anything else. Just deleted the picture." I say, before walking back to the living room.

Sans has sat up on the love seat, and he flinches when I plop down next to him.

"S-Sorry about that." He stutters.

"Tis cool." I say, inspecting my fingernails, trying to hide my blush. "You were sleeping. You didn't know what you were doing."

He looks over at me sheepishly, and I turn to look at him, and grin.

He sighs before starting to pick at the blanket. I watch him for a few minutes, then I look back to my nails.

*Time Skip after dinner, because if I tried to type any more of this it would just get even more awkward.*

I bid everyone a good night before going up into my room. There I find the blanket from before, being folded by a certain skeleton. He doesn't notice me, so I lean against the door frame and watch as he screwed up and refolded the blanket.

By the time he finished, I had already, albeit silently, gotten my pajamas out, plugged in my phone, and took off my glasses.

He turned to leave, but I closed to door with my magic. "Hey." I say casually.

"Uh." He jumps. "Hey!"

"Don't be scared. I'm not gonna hurt you. Jeez." I say, laughing a bit as I plop down onto my bed. "I just wanted to talk to you, but I figure if I left the door open you would've bolted straight through it."

He turns to look at me and seems fixated on my softly glowing left eye. Then he looks at my right which has gone from the normal milk-chocolate brown to a midnight purple. He approaches me slowly, and I feel like he's one of those scientists that did tests on me.

His skeletal features meld into that of a human in a white lab coat. I jump and move back on the bed and then he stops, making the image fade. I take a deep gulp of air and look at Sans. He looks back at me concerned.

"S-Sorry-" I say at the same time he asks, "Are you okay?"

I cough once, into my hand and look down, instinctively. No blood. It wasn't real. Get a hold of yourself! "I'm fine." I say while the voice in my head screams; No you're not!

"Okay. You can talk to me if there's anything troubling you." Sans says, managing to get close enough to place a hand on my shoulder.

"Alright." I say with a smile. "Okay, so what I wanted to talk about was, urgh.." I sigh and run a hand over my face. "Can you sit down, and can I talk to you about something extremely serious? That you won't tell anyone?" I peek one eye out from one of my hands and look at Sans.

He nods a bit, and sit down beside me, placing a hand on my back. "Whatever you need." He says.

"I know we just met and shit, but I need to get this off my chest, and you seem to be the only person I  can say this to. I already think of you as a friend, I mean you saved my life, and you seem to have similar magic to me..." I bury my face into my hands. "So what I was going to say was, I have a tendency to loose control of my powers. It normally happens at night. My room at my place has everything nailed down and I have to tie myself to my bed, just so I don't do... bad things... I... I..." I sigh loudly. "Nevermind. Anyways, I was wondering if you had anything that could prevent that... Or if you have a way to tie me to my bed so I don't... do bad things..." I look over at Sans with hopeful eyes.

He inspects me for a minute before he smiles, his eye sockets close a bit. "I may have something that can absorb your magic for a short time. If I don't have it," His eyes open again and he winks, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I probably can find some rope somewhere."

I breathe a sigh of relief. "Do you have any way of nailing down the furniture or dragging it outside or somewhere safe? I just don't want to break anything." I say.

"Let me talk to Toriel." He says, and starts to get up, but I grab his wrist.

"No!" I yell. "Please! I don't want to bother her! I don't want her to know..." I say, before releasing his wrist and burying my face back into my hands. "If she knows, I might hurt her. She might come in at the wrong time and get hurt.." I whimper.

Sans places a hand onto my shoulder and rubs it. "It's okay. I was just going to ask her if there were any rooms that had little to no furniture, or something else, so you don't have to worry about doing bad things."

I nod slightly and I hear him leave. As soon as the door closes, I try to clean myself up, and manage to at least get my pajama's on and my face wiped. Then Sans comes back into the room. In his hand is a bracelet with a large black gem on it.

Sans comes over to me and places the bracelet onto my wrist, very carefully. "Tori said that she wouldn't want to nail anything in here down, nor is there any rooms that she would feel comfortable nailing anything down. I think this bracelet should be enough to keep you in check. If you think that you still need it, I can go get that rope."

I giggle a bit and then nod. "It would be better if we have extra precaution. As long as you remember to get me out of the," I wink, "ropes in the morning."

He nods and leaves again to grab the rope. I lay down on my bed, get somewhat comfortable and then wait for Sans.

Sans comes back, carrying a bunch of rope, and starts to tie my wrists to the headboard, legs to the the end of the bed. He ties down my torso, and my legs.

I laugh. "You know. This could be really kinky if you thought about it." I say, chuckling.

His face flushes a bright blue and his hands fumble a bit with the knot. "You're making this hard on me, you know." He mumbles.

I laugh slightly, and watch as he finishes tying me up. He leans over at me and looks into my eyes. I look back at him before saying, "Hey. You've got me all tied up here." 

He starts laughing. "Shut up. Good night."

I roll my eyes. "Goodnight. Sleep tight, I know I will!" I say, wiggling against my bonds.

He chuckles and goes to the door before turning back to me. "Yell if you need anything."

"Oh don't worry. You'll probably hear me yell throughout the entire night. If it ever gets annoying, I'm really sorry, but you shouldn't come in here if I'm screaming. Also lock the door." I say.

He nods and leaves, closing the door and locking it behind him.

I sigh loudly before forcing myself to sleep.

Okay, Hoi.

I dunno what I'm even doing anymore. I dunnno. Meowooowoemewionfuweilsbgcn uiles. I sowwy, this is crap. I am crap. Let's just agree that this is crap.

Love you guys! ~Taba ^~^