You were in your element when you stood on a stage. You could confidently sing the melody, serenely take the harmony, basking in the attention and relishing in the feel of your heels hitting the stage and the strain of your vocal cords. You'd been singing for fours years, but the best career decision you'd made was joining up with Mettaton for several duets. You often performed with the monster, and he'd become your best friend, but despite his constant pestering you had yet to meet the rest of his friends. *Authors Note* I originally started this story in 2016, but never finished. I've recently regained my writing mojo, and decided to rewrite, edit and finish Can You Hear Me?.

TAMPONS | PHAN "I didn't think they were for you" When one boy goes to buy tampons for his girlfriend, he never expects to find himself falling for the cashier that checks him out (in more ways than one). ROOMON © 2016

[completed] philly: who's this? danhowell: your future husband ; copyright © 2016 //highest ranking: #4

HOLD UP: this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3 DESCRIPTION THO: "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? "Alright, it's a deal." Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance's 'fake boyfriend'. -I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY, IT IS REPUBLISHED-