An Echotale One shot
a love story and action/adventure
first person POV (alternating)
its my first time writing one of these so..... enjoy
Please don't mind any spelling mistakes xD
Once we got to Grilby's, Papyrus had greeted me with a hug. In the center of the room, presented on the table was a different cake. G must've talked him into getting a new one. When did he find the time to do that? I was practically glued to his hip for the time we were out. Perhaps he called him...
G had sauntered over to the jukebox and pushed two gold coins in with his thumb. He made two selections and walked back over, handing me a decent sized bag of coins. When I glanced back up at him, furrowing my eyebrows questioningly, he was already on his way over to the bar for a drink.
He turned back and shrugged with his lazy smile. "Princess gets to choose the music."
I chuckled. "Don't spoil me, I don't deserve it"
He raised a brow bone. "Don't deserve it? Kid it's ya birthday! You deserve everything you're given today, just enjoy it." He stated, kissing my cheek.
When the songs faded out, I made my way over to the jukebox and inserted several coins into the machine, making my selections somewhere in the middle I had added a coldplay song. G was busy pouring my another Bloody Mary when I had returned back to my seat.
Two songs in, and another drink, and I was buzzed. I was very good with handling my liquor by now, after the Little Miss incident and such... I could feel G's intent stare, drilling into the side of my head, and I had half a mind to tease him about it but.. I didn't. He was fairly sober as well, seeing as he didn't want to leave Papyrus to take care of two drunk children tonight.
When the coldplay song started, I saw a flicker of interest in the song from out of my peripheral. Then he glanced back at me. "You like coldplay?" He asked, sounding a bit shocked. I chuckled softly. "Yeah they aren't bad... They help put my mind at ease when I drink." He smiled at this. I noticed that he'd stood and I'd turned my attention to him. I had also noticed, that Papyrus wasn't present... What was he up to...?
"May I have this dance?" He asked, all gentlemanly n'shit.... Should I have been nervous? Slowly I took his hand, but then, mortifyingly, I remembered that I couldn't dance, and let his hand go, pulling it back to my other hand. He turned back, confused, and my eyes avoided his as my face flushed.
"I-.... I can't dance."
He chuckled, grabbing my hands again, pulling me onto the dance floor that Grilby's had. "Can't? Or won't, Frisk?"
I didn't respond.
He sighed. "Look, I'll lead, you just follow okay?" He said, giving an encouraging, charming smile.
"O-okay.." I replied, nervously taking his hand once more.
It started with his left hand on my waist, while his right one had grabbed my left one. I placed my other hand on his shoulder and he began to move. Doing as told, I followed his movement. It was all fine and well, until the trumpets in the song had sounded for the pre chorus and I was thrown into a dip. My eyes had widened slightly, but his were relaxed, with the most mischievous grin that'd I'd ever seen in my life. I knew I shouldn't have accepted his offer!!!
I was in a series of spins and drops and as it carried on, I started to giggle. As one of the key parts had come on, he spun me and let go, I had stopped myself to face him, and watched him pull out a few fine moves of his own before he gave me my que and he'd pulled me back in, to finish the dance.
When the song had ended, we were both a horrible panting mess. He had done so well with controlling my movement. As well as his own. Out of that entire birthday, that was my favorite part. I smiled up at him and he returned the gesture, and I was just so happy, that I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for the tightest hug.
He seemed surprised but then... He hugged back. "Thank you, for that.." I said, between breaths.
"Glad you enjoyed... It's rare that I do such a thing... Not even Paps knows" He said impishly, the host of his body showing through. It was rare that he hid things from Papyrus. I was glad that it was just a thing between he and I though. It made me feel special.
And according to him....
For at least the day...
I was... heh
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