Chorophobia (Dancetale! Sans x Reader

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(A/N: Ugh I'm out of picture ideas. Enjoy the themes of Dancetale bosses I guess.)

Your POV

I awoke in the morning to Sans sitting on the armrest of the couch again.

"What?" I groaned, still not fully awake.

"mornin', star?"

"I'm not your (girlfriend/boyfriend)," I retorted, turning on my side. I instantly regretted saying that, because Sans's face flushed a darker hue.

"o-oh c'mon! i can't say good morning to my best friend?" He mumbled something under his breath that I couldn't catch.

(A/N: OOOOH READER JUST GOT BEST FRIEND ZONED~)

"Huh?"

"NOTHING!" he shouted quickly and waved his hands in front of his face, flustered.

"Mhm," I hummed, not believing him. "Ah well, I'll let it slide for now." His relieved face made me raise an eyebrow slightly, wondering what he was mumbling.

Suddenly someone burst through a door upstairs. "GOOD MORNING!" Paps yelled (per the usual).

"Buenos días, Papyrus! Cómo estas tú?" I greeted, turning to him.

His eyesockets narrowed. "THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAS NO IDEA WHAT THAT MEANS SO I'M GOING TO ASSUME THAT IT MEANS THAT I'M AWESOME," he concluded with a triumphant look on his face.

"Eh, not really but close enough," I replied, shrugging.

"I don't really have the heart to tell him that it just means 'Good morning, Papyrus! How are you?'" I whispered where Sans's ear would be.

"me neither," he whispered back, earning a giggle from me.

Papyrus scoffed. "WHEN ARE YOU TWO GOING TO CONFESS YOUR UNDYING FEELINGS TO EACH OTHER?"

Both of our faces turned dark. I decided to cover it up with a pun. "Don't you mean... Undyne-ing love?"

He facepalmed, groaning, while Sans burst out laughing. "OH MY GOD, THAT WAS BAD," Paps remarked.

"Why thank you, I strive to be," I replied, doing a small bow.

"ANYWAY, SANS, YOU HAVEN'T PRACTICED YOUR DANCE ROUTINE IN MONTHS!" Papyrus pointed out.

"i've been dancing," Sans insisted. "just not my human battle routine. i don't need it."

Paps huffed. "OH, AND PICK UP YOUR SOCK."

"Oh come on, Paps. Maybe the sock wants to be there. It really socks to be bonely," I joked, and Sans laughed harder.

"I SWEAR, IF YOU CONTINUE I WILL THROW YOU TWO IN THE CLOSET," he threatened, an almost-smile on his face.

"c'mon, you're smiling."

"I AM AND I HATE IT! UGH!" Papyrus came down the stairs and opened the door. "I'M GOING TO DANCE PRACTICE WITH UNDYNE."

"You do that," I called as he shut the door.

Sans and I shared a glance that said that we were trying not to laugh. When our eyes (and eyesockets) met, we burst into laughter.

After about twenty seconds it faded into giggles and we wiped tears from our eyes.

Sans yawned. "so, i was up late last night," he began, looking at me with a baby blue color on his cheekbones.

"I know," I told him, smirking.

"shut up. i was planning what we were going to do today."

"Oh?" I asked, intrigued with one of my eyebrows raised.

His cheeks went slightly darker, and he avoided eye contact. Ooh, this just became interesting. "i want to bring you somewhere..."

I made a hand motion to tell him to continue.

"it'd be better if i just showed you." He put his hand on mine, and a feeling went up my spine. It wasn't just because we were teleporting, but something else.

Fine, fine. I'm not stupid enough to deny that I get this feeling at his touch. Don't judge me.

(A/N: EVERYTIME WE TOUCH I GET THIS FEELING! AND EVERYTIME WE KISS I SWEAR I COULD FLYYY!
I'm sorry, someone was bound to say that and I wanted to be the first one to so...)

I blinked and we were transported to a gorgeous blue and gray cavern. Not like the whole Underground wasn't a big cavern, but you know what I mean.

Waterfall. Cliché AF for many things like dates, but also a good place to unwind and relax.

"Waterfall? Are you kidding me? I almost died to Undyne here," I mumbled, my smirk widening. "Ooh, what is it this time?"

He let go of my hand, looking flustered. "let me do what i want! paps is already telling me what to do, and because of the resets i haven't been able to do much in a short period of time. now you're here, and it's the first timeline like that. so stop complaining."

"Gee, fine. Chill, man." I held out my hands in surrender. "But what are we doing here?"

"i thought it was time you knew something," he answered, but one thing I noticed against the glow of the fake stars above us was his blueberry colored face.

Oooh crap. This'll be fun. Note sarcasm, please, perverts.