SilentTale [Sans X Frisk] (A Musical Frans Undertale AU)

C18: Heed of the Star of the Underground

Entering the spacious area of the Music Club Chamber, she gave out a frustrating sigh to see Chara arrive first, immediately sitting next to Asriel. Since she’s already here, she might as well join the meeting held today, so gazed around the room to find the only available seat was next to Sans.

Keeping her cool, she gracefully walked towards the seat, while her ears, as well as the other members’, focused on what the skeleton was yammering about.

“I know, funny isn’t it? Falling for someone ya just met, and knowing I’m that type of guy who doesn’t like being around girls, but her? There’s just this feeling… the weird urge to try and keep up with her, like there’s this sort of connection between the two of us. I guess there’s more about this ‘like’ thing than I know.”

She sat beside him, flustered, either because of the whole club seemed to give her looks of curiosity, or because of the fact that Sans was right beside her.

But after processing the words that came out of his forever grinning mouth, she couldn’t help frowning at what he said. H-he like someone?

No, don’t get sad over it, Frisk. You should be happy for him that he’s actually taking an interest on someone. It’s not like you deserve him anyways.

Curiosity killed the cat, they say. So with hesitation, she asked, ‘Like who?’

The skeleton instantly froze, as if he saw a ghost, and that’s not Napstablook. Slowly, he looked down at the human girl, his pinpricks shrinking in terror at the sight of her. Nobody said a single word after this, waiting intently for reactions.

Did she break him or something?

Why isn’t he talking?

Did she say something wrong?

She decided to ask him in concern, but before she could even utter a word out, he was already gone in a flash. She swore, she saw a hint of blue in his face. Did he have a fever?

“Ahem~” coughed Mettaton, calling the attention of the whole club, their heads immediately darting to his direction.

“Don’t worry about him, darling. He’s only dealing with, er, emotional problems. He’ll be back. ~” he stated for Frisk to understand, adding a mischievous wink, which made her turn redder even more. If Sans was still here, he would’ve done something about it, that’s for sure, recalling his ‘overprotectiveness’.

“Now, we shouldn’t waste any time! I called you all here for a reason, didn’t I? So let’s commence, shall we? ~”

Everyone nodded, including Frisk, all pulling out their notepads in preparations to begin jotting down any possible notes they could obtain.

“As everyone may all know, this is another year for us to shine and be sensational! And we all know summer’s not far away at all, right? ~”

‘Wait, is it already the mid-semester?’ she asked in confusion, looking over at Papyrus, who sat right across her. Seeming to understand, he nodded in reply.

“Which means, the most awaited 2nd MTT Core 7 is coming up! ~” he announced, doing a dramatic pose, as the whole room erupted in loud cheers of excitement. In the most melodic way possible, of course.

“Oh, yes! ~” he exclaimed excitedly, clasping his metallic white-gloved hands together with a sigh.

“We all know how this one goes, don’t we? But since our precious darling Frisk here is new, I guess I must explain the whole process. First round starts next week in a solo competition. Eight participants will be selected, and proceeds to the second round of the contest; The Elimination Round.

The eight contestants will be divided into four pairs, and have to perform for a sing-off. Only seven may remain, according to the viewers’ votes. Whoever loses in this round serves as a ‘spectator’, where he/she will still be participating to accompany his/her partner in the semi-finals; The Duet.

In the third round, each pairs must perform, well, a duet number. Only two pairs may proceed to the finals, which is also a duet performance. Winners of the MTT Core 7 will receive an amount of 350,000G! ~”

350,000 gold?! That must be the biggest amount of money anyone could give just for a singing competition, considering that G has a sky-high amount of value when converted to Surface paper money. It could be millions! Not a bad price.

Then again, what could she even do with that amount of currency?

“So if anyone is interested in joining, the bulletin board’s open for sign-ups, darlings! ~”

Everyone but Frisk hurriedly exited the room, dashing towards the hallway. Mettaton approached her with a concerned but confused look.

“Is everything alright, darling? Are you not signing-up? ~” he asked, as she nodded her head no, a small sad smile appeared on her face.

“Then are you not interested?” he asked once more, as she once again, nodded no.

Papyrus walked in, much to the girl’s relief, finally finding a way to make this robot understand. The tall skeleton pounded on his chest plate proudly, announcing, “I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAD SIGNED UP FIRST, WINNING THE GRUESOME RACE BETWEEN THE MEMBERS OF OUR CLUB!” he paused, looking over at the two of them.

Mettaton smiled, “That’s wonderful, Papy dear! I’ll see you in the contest then. ~”

‘I just don’t see why I should do it.’ Frisk frowned, looking down at the ground. The robot took note of her expression, glancing at Papyrus who seemed to understand.

“SHE SAID SHE DOESN’T KNOW WHY SHE SHOULD JOIN.”

“Oh. I see your problem. ~”

“[I mean, I what’s the point of singing in front of a lot of people? What would I gain? I don’t even need the money either, so there would be no reason for me to join.]” she sighed.  

“Frisk. No offense, but you do look like someone who thinks money isn’t everything. Money isn’t really the true gain of this competition, but the respect you get from others. By going in this contest, you get to prove yourself to the world, show them your talent. You’re really great at singing, we all know that, but not everyone. This is your opportunity to make people see our very own dear Frisk has something really special under her sleeve. You get my point, right? ~”

“[Yes I do. But… I don’t want people to know this. I didn’t even plan to discover this myself. I’m just… afraid.]”

“Don’t be afraid to show off a bit, darling. Revealing what is inside feels much better than bottling it up in what is outside. (Life lesson, people! I made this quote myself, and I’m proud of it. XD) Believe me, I know the feeling. I mean, I was just a plain old-fashioned rectangular calculator-like robot, but then Chara freed me from my cube prison of shame, and now? Look at me! ~” he exclaimed with pride, showing off his fabulous legs (Dem legs! XD).

I was the one who freed you. But it didn’t matter anymore. She knew that in everybody’s minds, Chara was the hero, and she’s fine with that. Though she still can’t help but feel uncomfortable about the fact.

“I deeply respect your decision to just sit this one out, but if you ever change your mind? You know who to call, ok darling? ~” he smiled, winking at her, which made her smile warmly back at him.

“[Thanks.]”

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A/n: I know what you guyz have been thinking as you red the musical passages;

It doesn't make any fricking sense!? Why would it be cringey?!

Well... Since I love ya all, and I care too much for ya all, I'm working on an ongoing project; an exclusive SilentTale Animation!

Not gacha, not mere pics and lyrics, but a fricking animation!

You: What?!😲 You an animator?!!

The answer? I may only be a Senior in high school, but that doesn't mean I couldn't. Well actually, I DO know how to slightly animate by the use of slides and my brain power to make things work. So stay tuned, pinksterz!💕