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

C20: You, Me, And This Door

A/n: Konichiwa, pinksterz!💕

I'm really sorry for not updating sooner, it's all due internet problems, and another problem of my own phone. But anyways, at least I managed to publish this one right away and still did not complete to fix the problems right away.

Hope you all enjoy this chapter, since I'm not going to waste your time reading Author's Notes for now.

Note: To those who already know the SilentTale playlist that I previously revealed back in the Unpublished Whispertale, I'm sorry, but I will be changing and adding more songs for a bit. I hope you all don't mind. Also, prepare this song; 'Count On Me by Bruno Mars'.

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It was night, and normally at this time of the day, everybody is either doing their homework, watch videos on their phones, surfing the internet, brushing their teeth, or the obviously usual, going to bed. The halls of Snowdin was silent and empty, except for the faintly audible tapping of sneakers that could be heard from one of the visible pillars that adorned the corridors.

Sans was, as always, back in his favorite spot, his headphones up to his non-existent ears, listening to his favorite playlist, as he tapped his feet along with the beat, slightly humming the familiar tune.

'Sans?' a voice called out in his thoughts, startling him to press pause, and cock his skull to his side to see the brunette human gazing at him.

'C-can I ask you something?' but before he could even hear whatever she'd be planning to ask, he immediately disappeared, replaying what happened back in the club in his hollow mind. As soon as he arrived back to his room, he quickly locked the door, a blue hue forming on his cheekbones.

Shit, is she gonna ask about that? I'm doomed! He cried in his thoughts, knocking his skull with his boney hands repeatedly in embarrassment. He thought of hiding in here the whole time, attempting to wait everything off.

But as soon as a knock from the door reached his non-existent ears, however, he knew there was nowhere to run to.

'Sans! Please open the door, I just want to talk.' Her soft voice echoed, begging for him to face its owner.

"Uh, sorry!" he tried to fake it up using Papyrus' voice, "MY LAZY EXCUSE OF A BROTHER MUST BE DOZING OFF SOMEWHERE AROUND THE HALLWAY."

'Really?' he could hear her muse thoughtfully, 'Well, won't the great Papyrus care to help me find your slouchy bag of bird-boned brother?' she giggled.

Really funny, Honey. He thought, rolling his pinpricks as he did. It's a good thing, his brother was out training with Undyne.

"I'M TRULY SORRY, HUMAN. BUT THE GREAT PAPYRUS STILL HAD A LOT OF WORK TO DO. YOU KNOW, LIKE READING A SPAGHETTI COOK BOOK SO I'D BE THE GREATEST CHEF YOU'LL EVER SEE!"

A pause followed right after, Sans almost thought Frisk went her way, but nay. Instead, she laughed before answering hysterically.

'Great Papyrus impression you got there, Sans. But nice try, Papyrus would never lock the door in front of anyone, nor would he refuse to help a friend in need. You know that better than I do.' She pointed out, 'as-a-matter-of-factly'. The skeleton at the other side, couldn't help but blush in defeat and embarrassment, "Yeah, sorry."

'Now, won't you open the door so I could see the look on your face?' she asked, trying to muffle an incoming giggle.

"Nope. Sorry, Hon, but ya gotta try harder than that." he shrugged nervously.