"Y/N! YOU HAVEN'T DONE THE DISHES! YOU IGNORANT SLOB!" I run into the kitchen. "Sorry, boss!" I say nervously. He scoffs. "PATHETIC."
I quickly do the dishes so they're sparkling and clean. AND all under the supervision of The Terrible Papyrus. "HMMM...NOT BAD, BUT YOU MUST WORK FASTER, HUMAN!"
Papyrus then assigns me a list of chores. "THEY ALL BETTER BE DONE BY THE TIME I GET BACK! AND DON'T FORGET TO GET SANS FROM GRILLBY'S!" He then storms out the door.
I read over the long list of chores. Welp, better get to work. Cleaning, doing laundry, buying supplies, making dinner...at least they let me sleep on the couch. AND they didn't force me to wear a tight maid's outfit. Now THAT I'm grateful for. At least I get to clean in my comfy hoodie and shorts combo.
Eventually, I get done with the chores. I sigh and stretch. I sit on the couch as a break for a few minutes before heading to Grillby's to grab Sans. Don't wanna die because I forgot about him!
In the bar, I see Sans sleeping. I smile at Grillby. "Sorry about him," I say. I pick up Sans and set him on my back. "See you later, Grillby." He waves and goes back to cleaning. I then walk the two of us to their house.
Halfway there, Sans wakes up. I begin to set him down. "Nah, why don't cha carry me all the way home, sweetheart? I'm too lazy." I sigh and set him on my back, my face flushing a tiny bit red. For some strange reason, I have a crush on this lazy, ignorant, annoying, punny, skele-comedian.
We reach home, and I set him on the couch. "Hey, Princess?" I look at him. "Grab me a mustard, will ya?" I sigh and get him a mustard. Again with the obligation to listen to him because I like him.
He takes the mustard. "Thanks, sweetheart." I begin to walk away. "One last thing," he says. I turn around and cross my arms. He has a bit of a sympathetic expression on his face.
"I'm sorry 'bout everything," he says, completely catching me off guard. I start stammering, trying to come up with a response. He chuckles. "You're so adorable when you're confused," he says. My face turns bright red.
"T-thanks?" I question as I walk to the kitchen to finish making lasagna for dinner. Sans walks up behind me. "Whaddya want now?" I ask annoyedly.
Sans grins and asks "Need any help?" I raise an eyebrow as I pull it out of the oven. "What're you trying to pull?" I ask. He acts defensive and mock hurt. "ME! Pull something? Never!"
I giggle and his face flushes, showing just the tiniest hint of red on his skull. I then smile and ask "Really though, what're you trying to do?" He sighs and looks at the ground. "Just wanted to know if ya needed any help."
He seems really genuine, surprising me. I shake my head. "No thanks, I already finished all my chores." He actually looks kinda disappointed. "Say, what's with this new 'lemme help you' attitude?"
Sans rubs his arm. "It's just...I don't like how hard Boss makes ya work." I raise an eyebrow. "Since when?" He looks at me. "I care about your feelings, Y/N."
I still find this rather hard to believe. "I still am debating whether I believe you," I say. He then puts his skeletal hand under my chin. "I can prove it~" he says. I don't know what expression is currently on my face, but it's weird. I have no idea what's going on.
Then the unbelievable happens. He gently pulls my face closer to his. Our faces mere inches away from each other. "I love you, Y/N," he whispers before gently placing his teeth against my lips.
I kiss back. I think I actually believe him now.
And then the inevitable cliché happens : Papyrus walks in on our kiss.
"SANS! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" We both quickly pull away. I audibly gulp out of fear. I bet our faces are both on fire. "U-uh, well ya see, Boss," he says. He sits in silence for a few seconds. "Welp, I got nothing," he says, making that face he usually makes when he says a stupid pun.
Papyrus crosses his arm. "WHY WERE YOU KISSING THE HUMAN, SANS?" Sans chuckles and says "Why can't I?" Papyrus thinks for a few seconds. "FAIR POINT. BUT THAT IS NOT A PROPER ANSWER. AND HUMAN, WHY WOULD YOU KISS BACK?"
All the attention goes to me. "Uh, well..." my face heats up. "I have a crush on Sans, and..." Papyrus puts his hand to his chin. "AH. I SEE. YOU COULD DO BETTER, HUMAN, BUT I WILL NOT STOP YOU. I WANT TO BE AN UNCLE."
Sans's eye sockets widen and we both blush. Sans lets out a snicker as Papyrus walks off. "Well then," I say. He grins. "That went better than expected, huh, sweetheart?" I nod. Sans then has a nervous expression again. "So, are we together?"
I laugh and nod. "I mean, I just kissed you!" He grins like he just won the lottery. "Gosh, I'm the happiest skeleton alive." I giggle. "And I'm the happiest human."
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