*DISCONTINUED* Can you hear me? [Sans x Reader]

ten

About a week later you were dancing your butt off in preparation for the New Year's concert. There was less than a month to go, and because you got the week of Christmas off every day until then was packed full of preparation. There were dress fittings, rehearsals, dance lessons, voice training, recordings and a number of other things to get done. Currently you were in the middle of running through a particularly tough routine for the only new song you were singing for the concert. All the other songs you either had performed before, or only needed to be put to a dance. It was a grueling process, but you were determined to get every step down pat.

"Again!" Your instructor, Dani, yelled at you and the backup dancers when you hit the end of the song. You took a few deep breaths to try to calm your breathing, then set yourself back up to the beginning of the song. As you walked, you noticed Mettaton waiting in the doorway, watching as you exerted yourself. You waved at him, then pointed to Chris, thinking he wanted to talk to your manager. Mettaton shook his head, then pointed at you. "(y/n)! We don't have all day!" Dani snapped. You quickly looked at the time then held up both hands, telling Mettaton you had ten minutes left of practice. Then you basically sprinted to your spot and started again. Luckily that during your dance rehearsals you weren't required to sing every single time.

Two more run throughs later Dani finally let everyone call it a day. You looked to the door, and upon finding Mettaton missing started stretching. He'd come back in a bit if he planned on talking to you. And you were right. About fifteen minutes into stretching out your tired muscles, Mettaton sauntered back into the room with two takeout coffee cups in his hands. "Thanks!" You grinned as you stood and took the cup he offered to you. You took a careful sip and smiled when hot (fav coffee) entered your mouth. "So what's up?"

"Can't I visit my favourite super star without a reason?" Mettaton purred, making you laugh.

"Well you can, but I don't see how the uber busy Mettaton could find time to do so." You answered in a teasing tone.

"True," Mettaton mused, taking a sip of his own coffee. "You've seen right through me, darling. I come for business. So, I'm planning on taking the 'gang' on a little Christmas vacation. Nothing huge- just a week at a ski resort. Want to tag along?"

"I would love to! But... I'm totally booked up. I have practice pretty much all the way up to Christmas, then I get my week off." You said disappointedly. You wished you could go, you really couldn't weasel your way out work. "How do you even have time to go?"

"Hm, I have my ways. But that's really too bad, Frisk would have been so happy to have you tag along."

"I would have loved to too." You headed over to the wall to start collecting you the rest of you belongings. Chris was waiting by the door, looking at his phone. He was waiting on you so you could move onto your vocal lessons a half hour away. "So who all is going?" You asked, knowing you had a few minutes to chat before needing to leave.

"Myself, of course, as well as Frisk, Undyne, Alphys, Papyrus, Toriel, and Asgore. I believe Sans said he'd come too actually."

"No Muffet, Flowey or Nabstablook?"

"Muffet isn't a fan of cold, Flowey can't ski for obvious reasons, and Nabstablook has something else he has to do."

"That makes sense." Chris waved you over, then tapped his watch meaningfully. You held up a finger to him, then turned back to Mettaton"I gotta go, you guys have fun!"

"Will do, darling! Make sure not to work yourself to death!"

"I won't! Thanks for the coffee!" And with that you trotted forwards to meet Chris, then headed out to continue your busy days work. You couldn't help but feel a little bit disappointed that you had to turn down the fun sounding trip. Well, you thought. The least I can do is send them gifts for the holiday and pop in on Christmas or something.