You look down, trying to act totally calm, even though you are pretty sure your cheeks are flushing brightly. You try to say casually that there might be the smallest chance that there is POSSIBLY someone you have feelings for.

From the lack of verbal response, you look up sheepishly to see Sans grinning with much amusement. You stare back, trying to keep cool….. keep cool…

"Oh yeah? Care sharing the deats?" He leans in, eagerly.

You hesitate, feeling sweat forming on your forehead.

"Is it… someone I know?" He asks, still very curious. He's looking at you in a very particular way. You are beginning to worry that he might have a hunch…

You tell him that yes, in fact, it's someone he knows. Your voice cracked a bit, and you are mentally cursing yourself.

"Hmm… okay, human or monster?"

You pause uncomfortably, but confirm that it is a monster.

Sans expression seems to get more amused, the large skeletal smile on his face stretching dangerously large. Oh gee, it does sure seem that he has a good idea, maybe? You feel more sweat building and your face feels very warm.

"Gee, kid… the monster's name wouldn't happen to have an 'A' in it, would it?" He leans forward more on his ulna bone, staring you down.

Uh…

"And perhaps also end with an 'S'?"

Oh no…!

You force a nervous laugh out, exclaiming that he's very egotistic to assume that it's him you are crushing on.

He chuckles. "Well, Frisk, see… I could have been talking about my bro Papyrus… or even Alphys. Cuz they both have 'A's in their name and end with an 'S'. Buuut…" He nestles his palm under his jawbone, radiating WAY too much enthusiasm. "Now that you mention me, that also works too."

You stare at him, dumbstruck. The sneaky jerk…! Did he trick you to confess?

…

You take -70 damage from the rushing emotions that just attacked your soul.

…

You open your mouth to respond, then close it awkwardly because you can't think of anything to say. You are out of excuses and cover-stories. Darn you, Sans!

"So, you got the hots for this?" He lazily gestures towards himself.

You raise a finger to protest, but Sans is now sitting on the table right in front of you. You didn't even see him move! His face looms very close just above your's.

"You know, kid…" He looms slightly closer! "Just because I fancied Toriel… doesn't mean I also had an interest for you too. I just never imagined…" If he had breath, it would be grazing your lips… the thought is enough to make you feel dizzy with delight. "You would be interested in this set of bones."

Your heartbeat is roaring in your ears. Your lips feel dry and almost ache. How did you both get in this scenario in a matter of seconds?

Time felt slow now. He was standing his ground, staring down into your very soul… waiting. The ball was in your court!

You make that final push to break the tension and plant a hungry kiss to his mouth. He leans into your response eagerly, and his boney fingers come up and cup your face to hold you there for a bit longer.

…

Your HP maxes out and your determination is sky rocketing!

…

Time felt like it lasted hours just then. But the moment you both pull away from each other, there is a long pause. You both just stare at each other blankly. It seems you are both shocked that kiss actually happened.

"Heh…" Sans smiles. Now he's the one that looks sheepish! It's rather cute, you note. "Wow." He looks down for a second and an expression flashes briefly over his face that seems to be one of… uncertainty. "Kid… you uh, if I moved too fast… with all this just now, tell me, okay?"

You exhale breath that you didn't realize you were holding. You are still light-headed and your heart is fluttering with euphoria. You attempt to answer him, but wordless-nonsense spills from your mouth. What the heck? Are your lips numb now?

Sans chuckles more, and in a way, relieved. "You alright there, kid?"

You nodded, and your pretty sure your grinning like an idiot. You explain that you definitely wanted that to happen… for him to kiss you like that. And as you explain that to him, you shrug sheepishly, looking down at the ground.

He grins. "Good to hear."

There is another long pause. Seems both of you aren't quite sure where to go with this now.

Suddenly Sans looks up to the sky. "Hey, Frisk, I think we'd better head back now. It's getting about time for your party."

You smile and nod, briefly thinking about how exciting this party was going to be.

"C'mon, I'll walk ya home."

Sans hops off the bench table, and you join him at his side as the two of you walk out of the park.

As you are walking back, you glance over at Sans… He is walking cheerfully next to you; seems to not have a care in the world. Completely calm.

A thought hits you hard and you are aching to ask him now…

You take a deep breath…

(What do you say?)

Are we… uh… dating now? (ch. 63)

So do we need to go on an official date now or something? (Ch. 64)