SANS

I started pacing back in forth in his room. It was New Year's Eve, and I still had not yet managed to find a present for Frisk.

Think, think, think, I thought. I was completely stumped. I didn't even know where to start! What kind of present would I give her? Did she like jewelry?

Maybe, I don't know... I never took her for much of a girly girl like that, I thought. I tried to recall some of the things that she liked. Unfortunately, the things she loved were usually things that you couldn't go and buy. She wasn't materialistic. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"Hello, brother! May I come in?" Papyrus chimed.

I sighed, and replied, "Sure, 'Pap. Come in."

Papyrus opened the door and stood near the frame, with a goofy smile on his face, "Good morning brother! I hope you slept well. I just made breakfast for us, so let's go downstairs and eat!"

I chuckled, and headed down the stairs with my brother. I could smell the pasta sauce from my room; Papyrus always made spaghetti for breakfast. I reached the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of spaghetti, and sat down across from Papyrus at our dining table. It didn't take long for Papyrus to catch onto my anxious and stressed expression.

"Sans, my brother. What is it that has your mind all wrapped up?" Papyrus questioned.

I looked Papyrus straight in the eyes for this one, "Well 'Pap, I guess you could say... something's getting at me, down to the bone."

Papyrus' eyes shot up from his half-eaten spaghetti and glared at me, "Brother, if you weren't in such a state, I would have thrown you out of the house right now."

I chuckled, but decided to really tell him, "Honestly 'Pap, it's about Frisk."

Papyrus smiled at the name. "Ah, Frisk! She's so adorable. What about her?"

I blushed a little and looked away from my brother, thinking about Frisk in her over-sized sweaters, and her dorky little grin.

"Well, I really wanted to get Frisk a present for New Years, but I have no idea what to get her."

"Aww!" Papyrus exclaimed, "how adorable! What do you think she might like?"

"I have absolutely no idea."

"Well, rats," Papyrus sulked, "we could at least go looking and see if there's anything that looks nice!"

I shrugged, and gave a smile, "Sure, 'Pap."

"Alright," Papyrus bubbled, "Let me just call Frisk and ask if she would like to come with us. Maybe that will also help us finding a present for her!"

I gasped, "No! No no no, she can't know! It's supposed to be a secret. At least, for now it's supposed to be a secret."

"Oh, okay!" Papyrus realized, "But, first, I do in fact need to call Mettaton and tell her that I'm going to be out for the day."

I nodded, and took the bowls of spaghetti and put them on the counters in the kitchen. I heard their conversation in the dinning area.

"Yes dear, we're going to be out for the day. How come? Oh, I'm going with Sans! He wanted to find the perfect present for Frisk for New Years!

I turn and hiss at Papyrus, "Dude! It's a secret!"

Papyrus turned to me, "Yes, I know it's supposed to be a secret Sans, but I can't just hide stuff from Mettaton. That would be wrong!"

I heard a giggle on the other end of the phone, and they both said their goodbyes to each other.

"Alright," Papyrus beamed, "let's go!"

FRISK

I jump out of the shower, and after I dry off I hurry up and put on what I feel most comfortable in: A pair of shorts, and the baggiest t-shirt I own. I practically tumble down the stairs; all I could sense was the sweet smell of Toriel's breakfast pancakes. I could hear my stomach growling at the aroma.

I run into the kitchen and greet Toriel, "Hey Mom, how was your morning?"

Toriel looks from her pan filled with pancake mix and glows at me with a welcoming smile, "Good morning, my child. My morning was exceptional, how about yours?"

"It's been good; I smelled your pancakes from upstairs and I had to come down as soon as I could," I laughed.

Toriel giggled back, "Well don't worry, Frisk, I made plenty for you to munch on."

Toriel finished making the last pancake in the pan, and she laid them onto the stack that she had made on a plate to the other side. I walk around and reach over to grab a few, and I sit down and start to eat. I'm not even done with my food by the time Mettaton comes banging on the door.

"Sweetie, let me in! Please, Darling!"

I jump up out of my chair and open the door for Mettaton. Mettaton sees it's me who opens the door and their face brightens. They pull me into a tight hug, and doesn't seem like they are going to let go soon.

"Oh, Darling, it's you!"

"It's ni-ice to se-e you, too," I gasp. Mettaton realizes that they have too tight of a grip on me, and quickly lets me back down onto the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that, Darling. Did I hurt you?" they addressed.

"Nah, I'm fine!" I answered, "Hey Mettaton, how come you are here?"

"Well darling, I have decided to take you out on a girls day out! What'dya say?" they cheered.

I look over at Toriel and plead, "Mom, can I please go?"

"Sure honey," she began, and then she pointed at Mettaton, "you better make sure you take care of her, though."

Mettaton smiles broadly and scoffs, "Of course I will take care of her. We will be back before the New Year's Ball drops!"

Toriel smirks, "Alright! Oh, and please, could you bring some snacks for the party?"

"Sure thing!" I assure Toriel. We say goodbye to each other, and Mettaton zips out the door with their hand in mine, pulling me along.

We get onto the sidewalk, and we keep a casual pace there.

"Hey, Mettaton, where are we going?" I ask.

Mettaton looks over at me and giggles, "Well, first we are going to get you a very cute outfit for the party, and then we are going to hang out for the rest of the day, doing whatever we feel like. Before we go home though, we do have to make sure that we get Toriel's snacks for the party."

My eyes widen,"Mettaton, we aren't like- you know, like- actually getting me an outfit, right?"

"Nonsense with your embarrassment of it. Of course we are!" Mettaton beamed.

"I don't know," I commented, "I don't want to get dressed all fancy for this party. Only friends are going to be there, I don't think anyone else is going to dress up very formal."

"We don't have to get an outfit that is formal, Darling," Mettaton pointed out, "we can get something sort of casual, too. However, Darling, I will make sure that you look absolutely adorable for this party!"

I blush a little and giggle. I look over at Mettaton, and their eyes are in the air- already gawking at the outfits they know they're going to find when we get to some stores. Since the arrival of monsters, some humans are not too keen to interact with them. In comparison to the previous era that monsters were on the surface however, it wasn't as bad now. Although, there were still shops that would not accept monsters, and so it was hard for us to find shops at first to buy our clothes. It took us about an hour to find a store, but we were able to find a wonderful boutique that a monster-human couple owned, and they welcomed us with open arms.

"Oh, just how wonderful!" the girl exclaimed, "it is so nice to see humans befriending the monster community- especially after all that has been happening these days."

Mettaton smiled at her and gawked, "It's quite alright, Darling. May I ask how long you and your husband have been together?"

I looked around the corner of the register we were at, and I noticed the monster. He was very tall, and he almost looked like Grillby. One thing that was quite distinguishable however was that this monster had a dazzling, green glow to its flames- outlined with a beautiful teal.

"We've been together for about two years now. We run this boutique together," the girl smiled.

Mettaton kept gossiping with the lady, while I went over to the racks of clothes that strode along the boutique. Each rack had their own assortment of colors and patterns, and it all seemed overwhelming at first. I was never really one to divulge into fashion, and so these clothes sent my head to an ache. They all looked very beautiful however, and because of that I stop in my tracks with a flabbergasted expression.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Miss?"

I turn around, and I notice the monster from before, looming over me. I tilt my head back more to be able to see his face, and he has a dashing smile.

"I don't know, exactly," I blush of embarrassment from knowing absolutely nothing about what I am doing. He seems to pick up on this fairly quickly, and starts to rummage through the abundance of clothing.

"Well, let's start from the easiest questions up. For instance, what is your favorite color- or what color do you feel the most comfortable in?"

"I'm not exactly sure. I like blues, oranges, pinks?"

"Ah, alright. Because of this, we might want to look in our spring collection of clothing. You will certainly be able to find something you like in that section," he beamed.

I nodded with a smile, and followed him over just a little bit from the other racks. Some colors were very vibrant, and some were very pale. I started browsing at them, still a little confused. The monster looked at me and smirked, and he went onto the other side of the racks to rummage through more clothes that I might like. Occasionally we would lift up some sort of outfit, and we would either grunt for it to be put back, or nod in approval. Suddenly, he squealed in excitement.

"A-ha! Look at this, isn't it wonderful?"

I looked up at him to be staring at a navy blue dress, with the sleeves cut off at their sides. Even though there were a few flower designs on it, it was very simple. But it spoke to me. It looked like it was going to be a bit poof-y down the ends, and that it would reach to my knees. I immediately loved it.

"T-that looks beautiful!" I stuttered.

"How about you go try it on so your friend can see how it looks on you?" he asked.

He handed me the dress, and I immediately went to go try it on in their dressing room. I threw off my original clothes and slipped on the dress, and when I stood in the mirror I unexpectedly squealed in delight. It went down to my knees like I planned, which is a good sign- I don't want to feel self-conscious about myself in a dress. It was poof-y, but not too poof-y to look ridiculous or, lolita status. The sleeves fit me perfectly, and I felt like a beautiful blue iris in the spring. I jumped out of the dressing room, going over to the register where Mettaton and the girl were still gossiping on monster-human worldly news. Mettaton completely shut up when they looked at me, and their eyes when big. I could hear them try to hold in a squeak, before they rushed at me in a hug.

"Gah! You look absolutely dashing, my Darling! Wonderful!" they cheered.

I blushed out of my low self-esteem, "Do you really think the dress looks good on me?"

Mettaton gave me a face of surprise, "Of course I do, Darling! You look marvelous. You look stunning."

I smiled broadly, and I skipped around a little before heading back into the dressing room to change back into my old clothes. I came out, and I gave the dress to Mettaton, where they proceeded to pay for the dress at the register.

We started on our way back to Toriel's house. Muffet had a little cafe that wasn't too far from the boutique, and since she knew us she always gave us a reasonable price on her desserts and such. Also, it was much better going to her place than trying to find a store that would except a monster- and a human that befriended monsters. It didn't take us long to get to Toriel's house, all of our goodies in hand. We knocked on the door and were greeted by a warm smile and hug from Toriel.

"Welcome back, you two!" she exclaimed, "how did your day go?"

I started to comment on how we couldn't have been gone for that long, when I look at the clock on the stove and realize that we had been gone for around five hours.

"How were we gone for so long?" I thought aloud. It must have been from my inability to have a fashion sense. I know it took a while to find a store, and a little bit to get back, but the trip to Muffett's cafe wasn't that long. It would have had to have been the time where I was picking out the dress for the party.

"Don't worry dear," Toriel assured, "it's not like you missed anything. I just spent my time cleaning the house and such."

Mettaton's eyes widened as well as their grin, "Darling, why don't you go and change into your dress that you just got? I'm sure your mother would love to see what you look like in it."

I smiled, giggled, and took the dress to go and put it on in a separate room. I still absolutely adored the way the dress fit me. I felt like a little flower. I giggled and ran back into the main room, or foyer, where Mettaton and Toriel were waiting to see me in the dress.

SIX HOURS LATER

SANS

Papyrus insisted that I at least try and dress up nicer. Instead of wearing my good ol' slippers, shorts, a plain t-shit and my old jacket, I was wearing a pair of Converses with some black jeans and a navy blue hoodie. I had Frisk's present in hand, and I really hoped she liked it. Papyrus decided to wear an orange hoodie, but with track pants and a pair of running shoes. At the very least, it was much more mundane than what he usually wears.

We walked up the steps to Toriel's house and knocked on her door, expecting her to greet us. Instead, Mettaton opened the door and flew themselves at Papyrus. I scoffed, and walked past them and their little "festivities". I saw Toriel working in the kitchen, but there was no sign of Frisk. However, as I was looking I already saw Alphys and Undyne snuggled together on the floor watching an anime. I started to freeze up. What if Frisk didn't like the gift? Should I even be giving a gift for New Years Eve? I knew nothing about these human celebrations, and so I had no idea to what do to for them. I started to run a cold sweat, and started shivering.

Papyrus and Mettaton walked in the house giggling, arm in arm. Toriel noticed the laughter and turned around to see the three of us.

"Oh hello! It is so lovely to see you and Papyrus," she smiled.

"Thanks, Toriel," I replied, "it's nice to see you too! It hasn't really been too long, but hey, what can you say? I get really bone-ly without you guys."

Papyrus' face went red, and both Mettaton and Toriel started to giggle. Then, out of the kitchen came Asgore, starting to set up the party bowls for the New Years Ball Drop.

"Well, I think that does it for the head count on the party. Where's Frisk, though?" Toriel asked, looking around the rooms.

Undyne turned around from facing the TV on the other side of the room, "I think the last time I saw the little punk was when she was upstairs in her room. Hey, Punk! Get down here!"

I heard a small 'I'm coming!' from upstairs, and when the door shut and I saw Frisk walking down the steps my heart skipped a beat. Her outfit was absolutely stunning. Her dress made her look like a little bulb, just blooming into a beautiful flower. What made her look even more adorable was the way the dress hugged her slight chubby figure. She was so cute.

Frisk saw me and immediately her eyes went to the floor and her face flushed. I don't think I could have been able to breathe, even if I had an oxygen mask taped around my face. I heard Mettaton giggling behind me with Papyrus, and I looked over my shoulder and shot them a death glare. They continued to giggle.

Frisk intertwined her hands and walked up to me with a cute, uncontrollable grin. I noticed how she tried to keep her eyes on me, but they always ended up back onto the floor. I couldn't take it anymore. I walked up to her and I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her as tight as I could. She gasped and I could feel the heat radiating off of her blush. She wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me back just as tight, resting her head in the crook of my neck and shoulder blade.

"How was your day?" her voiced muffled by my hoodie.

"It was good, how about yours?" I whisper in her ear, hugging her tighter.

She shivers as I whisper in her ear and giggles a little bit. "It was good. This is the dress Mettaton and I spent almost the entire day on! It was a bit embarrassing. I have no fashion sense."

I chuckle and I pull her away to look in her eyes. "You don't need a 'fashion sense'. You're too beautiful for it."

Her face turned red as a tomato as she looked to the other side of the room, practically anywhere from my gaze, "Thank you."

I thought this was my chance, and so I decided to take the box from my hand and present the gift to Frisk. "You're New Years Present, Ma'am," I joked.

Her smile widened, and she took the box. "Sans, thank you. Thank you so much!"

She started to open the box, and upon opening it she found an entire collection of hair ribbons she could wear like little bows. She giggled and took a creme colored one out of the box, and tried to tie it around the ponytail she was wearing and into a bow.

She kept on fumbling with it before giving up and asking with a blush, "Do you mind helping me with this, please?"

"No problem," I replied. I took the ribbon into my hands and carefully tied it into a bow around her ponytail-holder. It looked beautiful, and it matched the dress completely.

"Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"

All of the confetti went off in the house, and hugs were introduced to everyone. I look across the room and I see Frisk hugging Toriel tight, the two wishing each other a very wonderful new year, telling them how much they love each other. I walked up to Frisk, and I scooped her up my arms.

"Happy New Year."

Before she could say anything, I planted a long kiss on her lips.

Gotta start the New Years off with a bang, right?