▪One Last Dance▪ Dancetale Sans X Reader

Chapter 7: My Undying Feelings

I walked into the Hotlands after work. I was ready to practice and have the help from Undyne. Her style wasn't ballet, but not was Sans, but we worked it out.

A/n: For the sake of plot, Sans is just that good and he can learn ballet, even though he is a hip hop dancer.

I walked up to the door, instantly hearing yelling through the door. It was Undyne. But why? What would she be telling about?

I opened the door to hear Undyne, "PUT YOUR DAMN BACK INTO IT LAZY BONES!!"

I stood there to see Sans running around Undyne's workout room, sweating.

"Do you want to be an impressive guy or be a lazy slump with no date? Your brother always says how lasy you are, well if you want to impress her ya better get down to it Skeleton!!"

Sans kept running as Undyne followed him with her spear in hand, chasing him. What the hell was going on?!

"Drop and give me 20!!"

He dropped and gave her some decent push ups, which surprised me, I guess.

"You better be strong enough to kick ass when some dick tries to come and steal your girl away!! Work those bones!!"

"Um.... Undyne?" I said, finally walking into view. Sans immediatly stood up and Undyne put her spear away, "Oh hey Iris. We were just training. Right, Sans?"

He nodded, smiling and chuckling nervously, "Y-Yeah. That's all it was."

I doubted it, but whatever.

I walked into the work out area and dropping my bag on the chair, "Ready Sans? Or do you need a breather?"

"Nah. I'm good, kid. Ready to start putting the moves together?"

I nodded as I took off my sneakers and put my ballet shows on. We had two weeks until the competition. We had to work hard on our dance.

I pulled out my music player and pressed play. The player automatically gave a minute to prepare because of how I set it up. So I walk into the middle of the room and stood there. Sans stood next to me. My hands hovered in front of my appendix as the first note played.

My legs began to move as I glided across the floor, around Sans. He stood still until I bent backwards and caught me, taking my right hand and tossing me back onto my feet, still holding my hand. So far, things were going pretty well for the first time doing the dance together.

After being spun around and picked up off the ground a few times, he put his hands on my waist. This was the move I was afraid of. Being thrown into the air and he catches me. I didn't want to fall to the ground and twist my ankle.

He tossed me into the air and at that moment, I felt like I was floating. Everything felt peaceful and enjoyable, until I began to fall. I closed my eyes and I waited to feel impact and pain, but it never came. He easily caught me in his arms, as if I were the most delicate thing known to him.

"Are you okay?" He asked, noticing my slightly shaken state. He seemed like a different guy than how he was years ago. He was the same, yet different.

By this time, I was trying to ignore his hands on me and try to focus on something else. We needed to work on that part of the dance.

《Tımə Skıþ》
I stood at my doorstep as Sans gave me a light hug. It felt good, and I didn't want him to let go, but he did. I'd never be more than just his best friend. It made me sorta angry, sad, and jealous all at the same time.

"So, you work tomorrow?"

I nodded, "Yeah, but not as long. I only work til noon. I can be at the dance studio by one."

He smiled, "Yeah. That sounds good. Goodnight, Iris."

"Goodnight, Sans."

I watched him walk over to his motorcycle (Cuz he's bad ass like that) and hops on. I closed the door as he left, and as I turned around I was punched in the jaw, causing me to smack my head against the door.

"Ow!! What the hell?!"

Chara stood in front of me, pissed. How the hell did she even get in my house?!

"Quit stealing him away from me!"

"Stealing him?! He has no interest in me, and I have no interest in him!" I lied as I rubbed my jaw, "Leave me alone! I'm not stealing your boyfriend."

She shook her head and threw a punch that I blocked, but then got hit in the eye. I bet it would be black by the end of this.

"Lies!! All lies!! I'm giving you one more chance! Try to tempt me again, and I promise you that I'll make you suffer."

With that, she stomped out my door, slamming it behind her. I really wished I was immune to pain instead of heat. My jaw and eye were throbbing. I ran to the bathroom to look at myself. My eye was black and blood dripping from my lip. How the hell could Sans like such a bitch?!

That was a question that would remain a mystery.