Part 14

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I stretch and sigh, it's so good to sleep in my own body again. Its been two weeks and the investigation has dropped the search for me has stopped meaning I'm free to roam the underground again. I was walking along one of the many underground paths, just getting some air. I was walking and found a sign, riverman left, echo flowers right. I smile softly and walk slowly to the echo flowers. The underground darkens around me as blue flowers appear and softly glow. "Knock knock," I hear sans call, I look over. He's lying on the grass, just listening to the flowers echo and repeat his phrase.
"Who's there?" I whisper softly to the closest flower, it's a little trick I learned when I was little. The flowers pass along the message to each other softly, until they Sans. His eyes widen before hi sits up, he scans the area and quickly finds me. He motions me over and I lie down next to him.
"Ya hear Mettaton wants me in his fashion show?" I ask.
"No, what kind of show?"
"Swimwear," I say blushing. "Which means I'm going to have to diet and loose a whole bunch of weight in two weeks-"
"Hey," he cuts me off. "Eat right, you don't need to diet ok? You are perfect, anyone who thinks different is someone you don't need to listen to," his words were strong, this was a serious side I don't think I've ever seen in him.
"S-sans?" I ask.
"Don't move."
I'm confused until sans leans in, I blush and lean in myself. We meet halfway and kiss softly, his hand moves up my to cheek and holds it softly. We separate and I just look at him.
"What was that for?" I ask softly.
"To see if you love me back," he smirks. My chest flutters, until I snap back to reality. Love only hurts you, I mean look how the king and queen worked out. I smirk and kiss him.
"Love is a strong word sans, I don't like to use it," I say standing up. I dust myself off and offer him a hand. He chuckles and I help him to his feet. His phone beeps.
"Got to go meet up with someone," he says.
"A customer?"
"Yeah, he's late on his pay."
"He have it now?"
"He better or else S O M E O N E I S H A V I N G B A D T I M E."
"Wow," I say putting my hands up. "I'm not the enemy here," I laugh. Sans nods slightly and we walk back down the path until we hit my house.

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