Sans the radical Skelton had just asked you out on a date. You couldn't believe it! The most amazing skeleton you've ever known is in love with you! Of course you agreed to this invitation, who wouldn't?!
He slipped a piece of paper in your hands that read
"Meet me half past six in the afternoon at my place"
You stared at the bulky black watch on your wrist. You had only 30 minutes to get ready and get to his house! This is absolutely ridiculous!! Hmm
If only
SOMEONE had the power to magically solve this DILEMMA. Maybe if you link the AUTHOR to some DAVEKAT fan fiction because they had to rewrite this entire thing because wattpad deleted it A L L (668 words rip) and they're really tired and busy like 24/7.
If you did the thingy:
Poof! The Great Papyrus has arrived! Poof! You're ready! Yay! Papyrus had opened the shiny, red car door for you and went rambling on and on about how cute Sans and you are together. He also mentioned how he made you two some spaghetti. You thanked him as you arrived at the skeleton household in a flash. That 'flash' just so happened to be 30 minutes. Perfect timing.
Papyrus let you out of the car as he hugged you a goodbye. You hugged back then ran up to the door. You were about to knock as you noticed the door was opened just a crack. Sans noticed you through the small crack.
"Hey, [your name] c'mon in." smiled Sans. You were cautious and vigilant while opening the door, but you were still overwhelmed with joy to be here. You've always low key liked Sans but now you're just totally in love. You wouldn't really use the word 'love' because that seemed to be an understatement in this case.
WHAM
A bucket had been proficetly placed on the door. Now, it is on your head as you have been showered in dry macaroni. You sighed deeply but you also found this situation to be quite humorous. Sans was chuckling as he wore that goofy smile that just melts your heart.
You walked in the door and took off the bucket, placing it next to the shoe pile, where you added to the collection by removing your footwear. Sans had grabbed a bag of popcorn and sat on the bronze couch where you'd find:
-old filthy pennies
-ketchup packets
-bent paperclips
-weird fluff balls
-determination
-a cactus
-crumbs
-a dead body
-a temmie
-cushions
-that one thing you've been looking for since the beginning of time
You sat down in the LINDA. WHAT. THE. FUCK. style as sans layed down on the couch with his bones sprawled out. Your nose caught the aroma of the spaghetti Papyrus made you. It smelt absolutely amazing! You inhaled the air deeply but then realized how weird it'd be to see someone do that without context so you stopped. You averted your attention from the spaghetti to the TV. You were watching one of Alphys' Japanese cartoons. You personally didn't care for this particular episode but you didn't really care since you were with Sans.
Poof! You both are now squished next to each other like normal human beings. You're also eating the buttery, warm, microwavable popcorn. Suddenly, your hand grazes against something cold and boney. It was Sans' hand. You both instinctively intertwined your fingers, holding each other's hands. You blushed madly due to your inability to stifle your blush. [Insert optional smut here. I will actually type this out if I get 50 votes on this chapter.]
If you didn't link me....:
You walk home. It's pouring down rain. You feel absolutely miserable because you're locked out of your house and you're already late. You couldn't believe this! You bite your lip, steadying your breath. You couldn't help but feel terrible for letting Sans down like that. You were miserable. Nobody would help you this time. You checked your watch. It was 7:00pm. Too late to do anything. You check your phone but it was out of battery. Great. [100 votes (lmao probably never gonna happen) and I'll continue this piece]
