A/N: First off, HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL OF YOU ALL OVER THE WORLD!! I hope that your 2017 will be a sweeter year than the one that has passed.
And yes, I have finally updated this book after SO long. I'm so sorry to any readers who wanted more of this book. I didn't have a good October, November and December at all, so I stopped writing for a while.
BUT ANYWAYS! Here's my first contest entry for this raffle on DeviantArt. The contest is by this artist named LadyElegantAlex and I entered the story category with what else, Sans x Frisk! Enjoy~!"Come on, Sans. This can't be too hard now, can it?" The boy with white hair cleared his throat for the fifth time that day.
"You're just going to ask her, to accompany you," He silently reminded himself. "To find a nicer hoodie to buy, and that's it."
"It's not a date. It is NOT a date."
He paused. " ... Why can't it be one?"
Sans let out a long sigh, knowing that deep down it was nearly impossible for it to be real. His head rested on his hand as his mind wandered. For the longest time in his life (coming from an immortal skeleton-turned-into-human hybrid, mind you), he had the strongest feelings about the last human that fell into the Underground, stronger feelings than the ones that he had for his younger brother, Papyrus. Her voice and her poise, her composure and her personality...
For once, he could feel his heart flying once he saw her face. His knees would buckle and go numb the minute her laughter floated into his ears. His chest would feel all warm and cozy inside, as long as she was with him.
Sans sighed; he loved Frisk. He absolutely loved everything about her. She was so sweet and so kind and so merciful that he could not help but fall for her.
In fact, he fell for her so much that he became an orbiting bodyguard to her, keeping her in his sight as often as he could. It was good that she still saw him as a protective brother, otherwise he would have been dismissed badly as a stalker.
Though he obviously was one anyway.
Amidst his thoughts, the humanoid teenager caught the sight of Frisk exiting her room, her short brown hair trailing behind her. Sans took in another deep breath, controlling his special blue blush as he closed his eyes. Well, here goes nothing.
He stood up from the couch, his knees trembling slightly, and walked towards the teenage girl before him. "Heya Frisk."
"Hi Sans!" The simple, cheery sound of her voice made his heart melt. "You're up earlier than usual today."
Sans flashed his signature grin and wink, though deep inside he was love struck. "Eh, I kinda wanted to stop being a lazybone for just one day.
Hearing his pun made Frisk giggle like an innocent child. Sans could not stop his cheeks from turning pale blue at the sound of her giggling; she was just too cute for him. Too bad that that her giggles died down as soon as they started and the moment was gone for him.
She grinned back, still giddy from her giggling. "Aw, that's nice to hear, Sans. Papyrus would love to hear that!"
Sans shrugged. "I don't know, maybe he might just take it as a joke. You know how big of a funny bone he has." He winked his left eye socket at the human girl who resumed her giggles.
Determined to hear more of her laughter, he continued. "But tibia-nest, he never really takes any joke from me. Then again, he did make that punback back in Snowdin, y'know the one about me putting more backbone into my work? Yeah, that was, actually kinda good, so maybe Paps does want to be humerus from time to time, but hey ulna-ver know."
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UNDERTALE: Sans x Frisk One-Shots!
Fanfic"Platonic or romantic doesn't matter. It's still love." Hi y'all~! Since I've been writing a number of Sans x Frisk (I personally call them SF X3) one-shots on my DeviantArt account, I shall compile them all here on my Wattpad account into one full...