Catch Me If I Fall (Dancetale AU)

The Talk

Mettaton watched silently, his eyes following the dancers closely but his face showing now emotion. As they came to a finish, both human and monster panting heavily from physical and mental exertion. Beside him sat a rather anxious skeleton.

"Hmm... It feels as though something is missing. However it looked amazing and I don't really have an option other then to scratch the sixth position. You're in." He told them a smirk on his face as both dancers went wide eyed with excitement as they hugged.

Mettaton retrieved his coat from the skeleton sitting beside him and bid them fair well. 'They make a good duo... but something is missing. I'm sure if they can figure it out they would be an amazing pair of contestants,' Mettaton gushed mentally. 'This is all getting sooo exciting.'

Inside Frisk and Sans pulled away from their hug, both too emotionally overwhelmed to say anything. So instead they smiled at each other before those smiles turned into ecstatic laughter. They had made it into the competition, sure it was a sort of roundabout way of doing it but it was a small victory for them. Papyrus, who had escorted Mettaton to his limo rushed back into the studio and over to the two dancers. He scooped them up in a big hug, "I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT BROTHER AND HUMAN!"

"geez, papyrus, no need to get emotional and start crying," Sans said smirking at his brother.

"I AM NOT CRYING, BROTHER. I SIMPLY CAUGHT SOMETHING IN MY EYE," Papyrus retorted.

"what's that bro?"

"TEARS!" Papyrus said as a tear of happiness trickled down his cheek.

Frisk was unsure as to what was more unreal to her at that moment, the fact that a skeleton was crying without tear glands or that Sans and herself had made it into the competition in the end.

"bro, are you alright? it isn't that tear-able is it?" Sans punned, receiving an annoyed NYEHHHH from his younger brother.

"YOUR THE WORST!"

Frisk laughed heartily beside the skeletons as Papyrus released them from his hug. The laughter was stopped when a loud grumble came from Frisk's stomach. Frisk's face flushed in embarrassment as both skeletons stared at her.

"THE HUMAN APPEARS TO BE HUNGRY SANS," Papyrus declared.

"heh, seems so paps. probably should feed ya frisk. don't want to be grilled for not feeding you," Sans winked as he motioned towards Grillby who had walked in at that exact moment.

Grillby raised an 'eyebrow'. Were you making a tasteless pun  about me just now ,Sans?

Sans chuckled, "you know me Grillby, i just have no taste."

Frisk muffled her giggles that escaped from her mouth as Papyrus glared at Sans, though he was still smiling.

Grillby shook his head before signaling them to gather their stuff and follow him.

So how did it go?  He signaled at Frisk.

Frisk smiled at the fiery man, "We made it into the competition."

Grillby congratulated them as he locked the studio door behind the group. He led them into the quiet bar, well Frisk and Sans anyway as Papyrus excused himself saying something about grease and cooking lessons. As they took a seat at the bar Grillby brought them out plates filled with chips and burgers. It's on the house.

"do you have a ladder then?" Sans asked.

Don't make me change my mind, Grillby signaled.

Sans shrugged and turned to face Frisk, "fiery crowd we have here."

Frisk laughed before eating a chip. In the back of her mind there lay a question that had been dormant for the week. Now it was awake and scratching irritatingly at the back of her mind.