Undertale Oneshots (Totally forgot to title this when I first made it.)

The Party I Didn't Want To Go To...

This is for a friend... Pika_Girl556 Because I forced her into writing her ship, Pikans... So now here's Tabafell, which is myself and Underfell Sans. Who will be called Underfell because I can't be bothered to write the entire thing. Mkay? Sorry, not sorry.

Also to anyone who asked for a one-shot, I am getting to those. I'm sorry. I wanted to do this quickly before I got too flustered to... Uhhhh. SO I SHOULD START IT NOW BEFORE I THROW MYSELF OUT MY WINDOW. AHHHHHH!

Also also. The Pika character is the person mentioned in the beginning soooooo. yeeeee. Thought I'd point that out. And I would put other friends in, but I dun have their consent, and I dun wanna put other people in the story, and then they get mad at me. Gomen.

"Why are you forcing me into this, exactly?" I ask, as Pika drags me into the changing room.

"Because! Chu need to go out and socialize!" She says, tugging at my baggy sweatshirt. "Now get undressed. You need to try on these dresses!"

I groan loudly, pulling off my sweatshirt to reveal a black, skintight tank-top. I then pull off my sweatpants to reveal a pair of grey leggings with black rose details. "Now what?"

Pika blinks at the outfit, never seeing me in such tight clothing before, before handing me the first dress. "Put it on!"

I fake gag. The dress is a bright pink with frilly designs all over it. I hand the dress back, opting for the one that was colored blood red. She pouted at me denying her choice.

However, when I finally got the death trap people call a dress on, and turned to let her see it, she clapped. "CHU LOOK SO PRETTY!" She shouts.

I cover my ears. "Hush little lady."

I turn and look at my reflection before almost gagging again. The dress was gorgeous, no doubt, but not on me. Or at least, in my opinion. It's tight enough to show off the the fat I have, that I'm self-conscious about. Plus it has a deep v-neck that shows off  bit too much chest. It also reaches just under my knees, meaning I'd have to shave. But at least it's long-sleeved, though it's sheer.

I turn to Pika. "I don't like it."

She frowns. "Chu just don't like dresses in general. Suck it up. Chu look extremely pretty." She grins maliciously. "I'll get Mettaton to come and doll you up in something even worse."

I pale. "Nononononononononono."

She grins. "So, you will like this dress."

I huff, before pulling off the dress and pulling back on my baggy clothes. I take the dress she picked out to the counter, and buys the stupid thing.

~Time skip to the party causeee this would be too long without this here.~

Pika is pulling me to Grillbys, apparently she met her boyfriend here. Or should I say, BONE-friend. I chuckle to myself.

She finally gets me inside the restaurant, and as soon as she does, she gets pulled into a hug by a short skeleton. I quirk an eyebrow at the two, before smiling. I clap my hands together. "Aw, how adorable." The two let go of each other as soon as I say something and I offer a hand to the skeleton. "I'm going to guess that you're Sans. Nice to meet you, I'm Tabathie, or Taba if you'd rather."

He sticks out his own hand and I see the whoopee cushion attached to it and I move my hand enough to pull it off of his hand, and shakes his hand. "Nice try buddy." I say with a grin.

Sans grins at me and lets go of my hand, to wrap an arm around Pika. He pulls her away, leaving me alone.

Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit! I yell in my head. I silently weave my way through the crowd after a minute, grabbing a Pepsi along the way before leaning against a wall, next to some skeleton. He's glaring out into the party, not wanting to be there, either. He has one gold tooth, red eyelights in his skull, a black hoodie with red stitching, a pair of black shorts with a cold stripe down either side, a pair or red socks, and red and gold sneakers.