Part one on Living With a Skeleton Tied to You

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Chapter 51: Sitting on the Toilet

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After deciding to prank the heck out your three victims, the party had gone along well. You had so much fun trying to come up with ideas to annoy them with Sans that you almost forgot about your raging butterflies in your stomach.

And then the party ended and you were suddenly acutely aware of them ramming from side to side inside you once again. Fortunately, you had managed to find a way to both take revenge on Nedd and to deal with your situation with Sans. Nedd would have to explain to Greg exactly why you couldn't make it there for work and would have to work your share as well.

That didn't solve the McDonald's situation, though. Or the one about the bathroom breaks either. And sleeping…

True, you had fallen asleep with Sans before… but that was before you were so acutely aware of him like you were right now. And also: it was never purposeful. So, the mere idea of intentionally going to sleep with him made you jittery to say the least. You wouldn't let yourself overreact, though. That would be plain childish and you hadn't been a child for several years.

For now, the most pressing issue was getting changed into more comfortable clothes and it was an issue for you both because neither of you wanted to remain in your current clothing. Neither of you had broached the subject but you were sure he was thinking the same because of how much he was fiddling with his tie. If he fiddled any harder you would think he was an old-time criminal trying to get rid of a noose before he got hanged. Funny, you always heard that was how most men viewed marriage… One could say Sans wasn't being very committed to his fancy clothing.

God, you really needed to get a hold of yourself. Just because you were friends with (and attracted to) Sans, it didn't mean you had to become him.

God, you really wanted to get out of those heels and that dress.

Frisk suddenly approached you two, already back in their typical blue and magenta sweater. If there was someone who felt as uncomfortable in fancy clothing as much as you two it was them.

"How come you are still in those?" They signed, pointing then to your clothes with a questioning frown.

"erm…" "You see…" You and Sans started off at the same time.

You eyed each other trying to decide who would have to explain the issue to the kid. Sans shrugged, giving you the go ahead.

"Well… erm… that would imply we get naked in front of each other…" You said, blushing just by picturing it.

Yet, still you couldn't help but be curious about what Sans looked like under all his clothes. Part of it was pure innocent curiosity. …part of it wasn't… Part of it really wanted to know Sans in the same sense of the bible's definition of 'knowing' someone.

Shame on you. Rajani said mentally.

She'd been moody ever since you had exchanged her freedom from Mettaton for yours. You had been lucky she even decided on helping you calm down from your realization. Then again, she could never remain constantly moody with you. So long as she had time to process her feelings with no outside interference (meaning yours), she would be fine. Right now, she was in your room playing Puzzlestuck on your laptop but she still kept tabs on you. She knew you were feeling highly uncomfortable with all that had happened and was ready to take over you if she deemed necessary. For now, she was mostly feeling amused at your discomfort, though.

You decided to ignore her remark.

"Can't you just change your clothes next to the door with Sans on the other side?" Frisk asked.

"… I can't believe I didn't think of that." You said as Rajani burst laughing.

Took you long enough!

You knew!?

Yup.

Why didn't you say anything?

Because it was funnier this way.

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"Well, I guess I'm gonna go up and do that." You said, blushing in shame. "Let's go, Sans?"

Technically you could just stand up and walk. Being much lighter than you, he couldn't really help but be dragged along. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't do the same to you because of that very same thing. Still, it was much more considerate to ask him before dragging him around.

"sure." Sans said somewhat eagerly.

He must really have had enough of being in a suit. Too bad that you didn't feel the same in regards to his outfit. You were beginning to feel it in regards to your dress, though. You requested to go first and he obliged.

You both still had to walk into your room for a bit so that you could get your pajamas closer to the door. Sans then walked out and you closed the door. It was odd, changing your clothes knowing that he was just on the other side of the door. It wasn't as embarrassing as when Rajani undressed you in Sans' room and had you dress his clothes for the sake of masking your scent, thankfully.

Next was your turn to follow him to his room. You noted that his room was a bit messier than usual. It looked as if someone had exploded a whole wardrobe of fancy clothing in there. By the amount of pink glitter, you suspected that Mettaton had paid a visit to Sans as well.

Oh, he did. Right after you ran away and he rained down misery on me. Seeing the Cueball getting harassed was almost worth the torture… almost! It was the only reason I even stuck around him after he was done with me. Rajani commented. Most of these clothes aren't even Sans'. Mettaton brought them with him to see one that would match with you. He hadn't expected you to already have a nice enough dress so the match wasn't perfect but both outfits were navy blue at least, even if yours was complimented by black and golden accessories and Sans' had cyan blue eccents.

You were about to reply to Raj when you felt Sans ushering you out of his room, which broke your train of thought. You walked out of the door and leaned against the wall as you waited from Sans to come out.

Don't tell me that Metts is also a part of the shipper club? I thought better of him.

'Darlin', Alphys made his body. What were you expecting? Of course he would pay her back in any way he could! …I'm being sarcastic in the last statement, by the way. He would actually do it for his own amusement, not for Alphys' sake. I know you sometimes confuse it for sincerity.

Hah hah! Verrrry funny. NOT! That was ONE time!

You continued your bullshit talk with Rajani while you waited. You got so distracted with your verbal sparring that you hadn't even noticed that Sans had come out of his room. To be honest, Rajani had also been distracted enough that she lost a few times in her Puzzlestuck matches so you weren't the only absentminded one.

"so… how are we going to do this?" Sans asked after he made sure he had your full attention.

And he had all your attention.

All of it!

Why were you still feeling mutated raging butterflies in your stomach? He was no longer dressed in his fancy suit!

I told you. You were already attracted before! You just hadn't acknowledged it until you were faced with the cold hard facts! Or should I say 'hot hard facts' instead. She even mentally winked. She then made a face of disgust. NO! Look at what your crush made me do!

C-crush!?

… …in a matter of speaking, you know! Since when do you think too deeply into anything I say?

Erm… ok…

"No idea." You finally reply to Sans.

He probably thought your long pause was due to you pondering on the options and you preferred to let him keep thinking that. But to be fair you had already tried to think of the whole bathroom issue before. That was your most worrisome subject right now. As awkward as purposefully sleeping together might be, fact still stood that you had done it accidentally several times before so it wasn't as much of an issue. Really, it was only a matter of which of your beds would you two sleep in and keeping your enraged stomach-dwelling butterflies in check. Bathroom time, however…

"I guess we can brush our teeth at the same time. There might just be one sink there but neither of us is fat enough so as the occupy the whole thing by ourselves." You said. "I suppose I could do without a shower today too. The issue is: how are we gonna use the toilet?"

The toilets on each of the bathrooms were too far away from the doors for one of you to simply sit outside. You would both have to be there at the same time and with no buffer between.

For a momment you questioned if Sans even used a toilet or if it was an issue for you to deal with alone. Well, you were sure to find out one way or another… unless he could hold it for a very long time?

After a long pause in which both of you pondered, Sans merely shrugged.

"i guess we just have to avoid looking at each other while doing our thing." Was his brilliant conclusion.

"There has to be a better way!" You said. You certainly weren't looking forward to having him standing there while you did some fowl smelling things in his vicinity.

"there isn't but feel free to keep thinking something up."

Thank god you didn't feel the need to go just yet. You could hold it for some time to come. You did take a bathroom break before the cutting of the cake, after all.

You decided to go down since it wasn't much longer until dinner time as you pondered on the issue. Then Sans started shooting pun after pun to get you to lighten up for a bit and, when you finally cracked up, he beamed you a smile so big you could have sworn his skull almost cracked in half. Why did he have to be so adorable?!

That thought right there is why I said you already had a latent attraction towards the Cueball. Rajani commented offhandedly and you proceeded to swiftly shut her down, though…

You grudgingly admit she might have had a point. All the same, you aren't ready to admit it to her. As you reached the ground floor you look at the backyard through the window. Undyne, Papyrus and Asgore were cleaning up what was left of the party. The tent would stay there, though. They would pack it up with the rental company when they came back to collect it. Papyrus and Undyne had already effortlessly stacked up the tables and chairs a long time ago, so all that there was left was sweeping all the debris from Asgore's prized lawn. You had tried to help and, grudgingly, so had Sans but having to remain within three feet of each other at all times proved to be very troublesome in such a large area to cover. It was the first, and probably only, time that Papyrus would condone for Sans to relax and take a nap or something. Which had led to Frisk finding you on the couch moments before.

Speaking of that…

You sat down on the couch by Sans side again and searched the TV for something to watch that you both liked. It was so much better to feel cozy on the couch in your pajamas while watching the TV. Frisk was nowhere to be seen, though. They were probably playing with MK and Flowey some place opted for watching some reruns of Mythbusters and proceeded to do so until Toriel called you all for dinner.

Dinner went as normally as any other day. The bindings between you and Sans weren't as noticeable in such a cozy and tight environment. You could almost pretend that you weren't tethered down to him by some invisible -and supposedly purple- magic. That night Alphys and Undyne would move to their new place for their soulbonding session right after dinner. MK would be having slumber parties with Frisk and Flowey for the duration of the bonding.

The feast that Toriel presented was even more Thanksgiving food. You kept forgetting it was Thanksgiving Day but, to be honest, it wasn't a holiday you celebrated as a Portuguese woman that had no such tradition, as well as the lonely girl living alone in the world with nothing to be thankful for until these past few months. This would be the very first time you would have a Thanksgiving in which you had something to feel thankful for. The mere oddness of it should have kept you from forgetting but, with all the wedding preparations it had sort of taken a background role. It shamed you a bit that you were constantly forgetting what holiday it was but it couldn't be helped.

Besides, even if you kept forgetting it now, it would certainly go down as one of the most memorable days in your life. You may be constantly forgetting what holiday it was, but you weren't going to forget the wedding any time soon, that's for sure. Each of you had a chance to state what you were thankful for that year. You weren't sure that was traditional but, if it wasn't, then you would consider it traditional to this family alone. You had so many things to be thankful for… The others had them too. By the end of it you all had tears in your eyes.

Once you were done eating, Undyne literally grabbed Alphys from her seat, bid goodbye to everyone, kissed MK's head and dashed off before anyone even got to react to her telling them goodbye. You stood up to help Toriel with the dishes… only to have Sans almost fall from his chair when you got too far away.

Gosh, this was annoying! Good thing you were still close enough to catch him just before he hit the ground. You weren't quite sure how you did it, considering you weren't exactly the most athletic of people, now that you didn't have to keep your guard up all of the time. You kind of jumped towards him and slid in the floor like the baseball player trying to reach base before the opposing team's player can touch it with the ball.

The result was Sans using you as a pillow.

To be more precise…

The result…

Was Sans using your boobs as a pillow as he landed face first on them. It was a scene completely out of an Anime. In fact, you were pretty sure there were two scenes very similar to this on Chrno Crusade with both of the main characters getting sick at different times and both fainting towards another character's big boobs.

This being said, as soon as you realized the position you two were in, that scenario was the last thing on your mind. Instead one could say that Sans broke you as you froze completely while releasing a long 'eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek' sound. You sounded like a tea kettle when the water was ready.

Likewise, it seemed your boobs broke Sans right back as he also froze up, having his whole skull turned blue. Talk about a blue screen of death!

You both finally broke the silent by saying, at the exact same time, a strangled 'help'. The position was somewhat precarious and, with one wrong move, Sans would fall to the hard floor instead. The others laughed at the situation for a moment before Papyrus took pity on both of you and helped Sans up on his chair and away from your squishy bosom.

You stood up from the floor, face as red as his was blue.

"S-sorry. I forgot for a moment that you were tied down to me." You said.

"i-it's ok…" He replied back.

"Do you mind moving so that I can help Toriel?" You asked.

"Oh, there is no need. I can take care of the dishes by myself, my child." Toriel replies instantly.

"But you already had so many things to do today. Let me at least help you out with something. I insist." It would also help distract you from the very painfully obvious fact that you were still tied down to Sans.

"Well, if you insist." Toriel commented with a knowing smile that made you a bit uncomfortable.

As you were helping Toriel with the kitchen, Sans had no other choice but to walk after you until Frisk took pity in him and brought one of those office chairs with wheels for him to sit at. It was a hilarious scene to say the least, as Sans was wheeled all over the place after you. It didn't become any easier to remain upright and productive when he started spouting off pun after pun that was closer and closer to making you collapse in giggles. Toriel wasn't doing much better either.

"i wheel-y am tired of being pulled into all of these shenanigans too, you know?" He said at some point after Rajani, who stuck around the kitchen even though she didn't eat, commented that she was sick and tired of all the puns he was spewing.

=Really!? Can't you just stop all this madness!? Why make a shitty situation even worse?=

"this is just how I roll. besides, it's not making the situation worse if brownie and tori are laughing. you are the only one with a problem."

=Would it kill you to ease up on the puns for just a bit?= Rajani retorted, clearly agitated for some reason.

You didn't understand Rajani's sudden sensitivity to everything, especially when it came to Sans. What could have possibly made Rajani feel so on edge? Even you were sensing some backlash, though it was obvious it wasn't intentional on her part.

Sensing your train of thought, Rajani sighed deeply.

=I'm off to my charge station and then I'm going to try to sleep. Good night.= She said, leaving the kitchen.

You hadn't meant to scare her off with your thoughts.

It's ok. I just need to have some time to myself for thinking. Sorry if I'm a bit… on edge today.

No, it's ok. I just wished I could understand and help you somehow.

I'm just moody. It's no big deal.

Ok…

You were still worried and you knew that she sensed it but remained silent to your musings this time.

"Well, it seems our work here is done!" Toriel said after placing the last champagne glasses on the highest shelf on the cupboard. "Thank you for your help, my child. It certainly freed me up from the kitchen much sooner."

"You're welcome!" You said, smiling. You always felt better after helping people. And though you didn't do it for the recognition, it certainly felt just as good to be thanked after you were done.

You followed Sans to continue Harry Potter's saga's reading to Papyrus and found him surrounded by the three kids, looking primed for a major slumber party in his bedroom and looking forwards to more Harry Potter. Right now, you were reading the seventh book, just a few chapters in. Not many, mind you. There was only so much reading one could do at night before the children and tall skeleton fell asleep. You didn't always read to all of them all of the time. Toriel was mostly in charge of reading to the kids and you and Sans to Papyrus unless they decided to do a slumber party. Still, even with different readers, they had managed to stay pretty close in terms of the plot. Maybe a page or two of difference.

You were expecting a fast reading that night, just like all others before.

Frisk was determined on getting to the end of the book tomorrow night, though. They wanted to reach the end with MK and that wouldn't happen if he was at his new place with the scale duo. That meant rushing to the end. You and Sans ended up reading until the escape from the Gringotts bank on dragon's back before the kids and Papyrus succumbed to their sleep at half past one in the morning.

With a sigh and a sore throat, you tucked the kids in as Sans tucked his brother.

"I need a glass of water." You told your reading partner.

"same here."

You got down to the kitchen once more with the purpose of drinking some fresh water that was kept in the fridge. You knew that cold water wasn't good for your voice but you couldn't drink it at room temperature, only cold or in a warm tea. Sans wasn't complaining about your peculiarities, though. As you descended you held hands. It had started somewhere around story time as a way to keep close and avoid dragging one another by mistake. It had become so natural you hadn't even realized you were still holding them until you reached for the fridge and needed both hands.

You blushed at finally become aware of your sudden bought of clingy-ness and Sans followed soon after. You guessed that being tired after such a big day might be part of the reason you had forgotten. The other part might be due to how comfortable around the skeleton you had become.

There was no denying how comfortable you were around him. He actually managed to make you laugh and had kept you company on the several times he found you up late at night. He might not have known then the extent of your nightmares but he still stayed, probably sensing something was wrong or needing you as much as you needed him there to reassure you it had just been a nightmare.

You wondered what his nightmares were about. Unfortunately, you knew he wouldn't tell you. Part was because he probably didn't trust you enough and you didn't blame him. You knew each other for what? Two months? Going on three counting the conference and the attempted rape? Had you not been pressured at such a moment of weakness you wouldn't have told anything to anyone, let alone him. Had Toriel followed Sans' advice back then and waited for you to recover you would have shut yourself in and avoided them until they dropped the issue. And it hadn't been just a matter of trust either.

You trusted them all with your life but only to a certain degree. Putting them in danger with the knowledge of what had happened to you was beyond that point. You didn't regret telling them for the most part. They had helped you. You couldn't deny how heavy the burden of your family's lives had been on your shoulders and, by telling them, you had allowed them to share the weight with you and lighten your load. You weren't stupid enough to deny it and go on pretending that you were the same as before. You weren't the same as before and even your soul agreed.

You regretted putting them in harm's way when it came to the antimatter bomb, however. Sure, Undyne might shrug off the organization by labeling them cowards who couldn't even come at you directly and up front, claiming they wouldn't have any way to come after you on the compound without someone there to help you.

Sure, it might be hard, if not impossible, for them to plant a bomb or a few snipers there without anyone noticing, but that wasn't the only route to killing or kidnapping you.

Anyway, you were diverging from your initial point.

It wasn't just the fact that he knew you for too little a time to trust you with his nightmares, though that might be a small part of the issue. Sans hadn't told even Papyrus, the one person he absolutely trusted above all. Another part of the issue might be him not knowing or being able to handle putting it into words. That had certainly been an issue for him when it came to their mother, after all. But you still suspected it was much more serious than that. Given his protective nature, probably something that involved Papyrus too?

Anyway, it wasn't any of your business. All that mattered was that, having someone close to you who understood? It made you trust him and feel comfortable around him. Even in your weakest moment you had trusted him to see your soul. True, you hadn't been in your right mind. Had you been more aware you wouldn't have asked him to stay, physical comfort or not. To this day you weren't sure what had possessed you to ask that of him, especially since you suspected how important souls were to monsters.

That was why you were sure of your trust in him.

In such a short amount of time he had gone from someone you didn't care in the least about, to your best friend.

That scared you.

You chose not to think about it anymore. It was best to ignore it all. Fake it until you break it, you guess.

You finished your glass of water first and watched as Sans kept on sipping from his without opening his mouth. Once he was done you put both glasses in the sink and turned to him hesitatingly.

"Have you thought how to address the bathroom issue?" You asked again.

"…no." He admitted.

"I guess we're both going in, then? Gosh, this is so embarrassing…"

"likewise."

"Let's… j-just get this over with. Y-yes?"

"s-sure."

You both walked back up the stairs and entered the bathroom. You stood before the toilet mulling in your thoughts.

"Who goes first?" You asked.

"ladies first?" Sans suggests, not at all convincingly.

You sigh in resignation and feeling tension crawling up on you.

"Turn around. No peeking! And… ignore all smells and noises that aren't me talking to you, ok?" You demand.

Regardless of how much you trusted him, somethings should not be shared with people who were just friends. You doing the number two with a bit of number one was one of them.

After five minutes of you sitting bare assed on the toilet without anything happening you were beginning to feel frustrated by your shy bladder/rectum, yet giving it all the reason in the world. You weren't looking forward to sharing all your human grossness with him, after all. Especially now that you actually were attracted to him.

Sans sighed.

"this is truly a shitty situation." He said all of a sudden, his pun immediately registering in your mind due to how focused you were on that particular subject.

You snorted.

"Sans! Really!?"

"what!?" He continued, undaunted. "it's true, isn't it? don't get pissed off at me for stating the facts!"

"Sans. This is not the best time."

"what? why not? I know you love my puns fart sure."

"Sans!" You bellowed trying to remain stern yet barely repressing the giggling. "This is really not the best time."

"well that just means you are full of shit. this is the perfect time and you know it. What better for a crappy shit-uation than some toilet humor."

And you began to literally pissing yourself laughing with how hard you laughed at that one. You tried to repress it again, red in shame but Sans took no breaks in his punning.

"see? now you just proved me right. urine there, barely holding back your laughter, as I dump some more puns on you."

The pee started to come out more freely as Sans kept up with his shitty puns. By the end of it you were all peed out and all there was left was the number two. This one was harder. Laughing wouldn't make you shit your pants, after all. Not that you were wearing any in the first place. Or panties, for that matter. Those were both around your ankles.

So, he started telling some trivial story as you concentrated on your duty. You did tell him to breathe through his mouth. That done you wiped yourself and flushed the toilet, spraying some Febreze to dispel the last remnant of the stink and gave way for Sans.

You felt him sit down and took the role of telling him stories. You mostly focused on lighthearted stuff, taking any chances you could to add some puns in the midst for his benefit. You did start to smell something unpleasant at some point but continued talking so as not to let Sans feel self-conscious.

It was an odd smell, nothing like the smell of human waste. It was somewhat sweet smelling but still disgusting. Kind of like rotten fruit? A bit worse, perhaps? Well, that answered the question whether skeletons needed to use the toilet of not.

You heard the toilet roll being pulled at and, after a moment of silence of him wiping whatever there was to wipe, the water was flushed. With a sigh of relief, both of you finally left the bathroom, both filled with shame.

"Now, that was an experience." You commented.

"…indeed."

"Undyne and Alphys didn't receive enough punishment for this…"

"agreed."

"It's unfair."

"… we are so going to prank them even harder than this!"

"Wholeheartedly agree. Have any ideas?"

"not any that are worthy yet. you?"

"We could try to glue one of them to their own toilet seat…?" You suggested.

"great idea but still not enough. it needs to be just as humiliating."

"Public bathroom toilet seat?"

"better."

"And I guess we could come up with an idea similar to the Jurassic park film for Alphys. Just for the sake of irony."

"jurassic park?"

"It's a dinosaur movie. One guy dies while sitting on a toilet. The walls literally fall around him as he is sitting there and he screams in fear. I'm thinking of toilet walls falling and something scary on the other side."

"…that's so evil… i love it!"

You smiled at him.

"So… where do we sleep tonight?" You asked.

"your bed is bigger than mine." He said in a 'matter of fact' tone.

"And not as messy, I suppose." You agreed.

You led the way there and pulled back the covers. You laid down on what you just decided to claim as 'your side' of the bed and covered yourself. Sans hesitated.

"Dude. We just shitted ourselves in front of each other. This is no big deal compared to that." you calmly pointed out.

"t-true…"

He slid beside you and snuggled into the soft mattress and pillow. You started talking to him and him to you to calm the nerves. As calm as you appeared to be outwards, you were still filled with raging mutant butterflies in your stomach. And yet you ended up dosing off before him. You weren't even aware of how, at the end, you were pulled away from your body. Sans was, though. He saw as your greenish gray aura gradually turned into grayish blue the more you fell further into sleep.

This was going to be interesting…

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next chapter we interrupt the Living With a Skeleton Tied to You for our first ever Rajani POV!