Chapter 18:

Crushed Date

Time passed quickly once more in a Snowdin breeze and night began to fall. I hardly had time to dwell on my flower friend's appearance before the evening activities began to kick in. Toriel and Papyrus took charge of Arial and brought her, along with our baggage, to the ruins where I would be staying. During which Undyne dragged me to my room to get changed.

"Alright Punk, we are gonna make sure you blow the socks off that lazybones! Now get out of those clothes!" She wrestled me to the ground while pulling the garments off me.

"Undyne! It's not a date! This is no different than going to Grillby's with you!" I tried my best to reason but to no avail as Alphys brought in yet another flashy dress from Mettaton.

"Th-This one will do best, I-I think."

As the door opened, I could hear Sans and Mettaton fighting in the Mom's room, presumably about Sans's attire as well. It looked as though we both were not getting out of this one. The dress was yanked over my head and I only had a second to lift my arms up into the correct holes before the fabric ripped.

"F-Frisk, I know you say it's not a date...b-but you used to have a crush on him r-right? S-So m- maybe you should let it become one." The yellow dino-monster stuttered, reminding me that I admitted my crush to her long ago.

"B-Besides...i-it's an excuse to look like an a-anime girl that just transformed."

"And you've been giving him looks all day! So stop complaining and woman up!" Undyne pulled the zipper up with enough force to lift me an inch from the floor.

They had a point, I had to admit. I was attracted to Sans before, and even now, but was he being forced into this? It wouldn't ever get to the point of being a real date if both our hearts weren't into it.

"There! Now knock him dead kid!" Undyne shoved me toward the door when I was done being a dress-up doll.

They hadn't even allowed me a look in the mirror as they guided me out and into the living room to a waiting Sans, Mettaton, and Napstablook. Mettaton ooh-ed and ahh-ed while his dear cousin smiled approvingly. I thanked them simply before turning to my date.

Sans was staring and his cheekbones were blue. Underneath those cheeks he wore a nice looking casual suit with a button up shirt. I had never seen him clean up so good before so, of course, I was a bit flustered as well. I actually had to remind myself that this was not an official date so I could keep my cool.

"Now you two, I will not allow you both to look so nice and go to such a greasy place for dinner. So naturally I booked you both a table and everything at my hotel. Just tell them who you are and you are set." Mettaton beamed and gently pressed our backs to get us moving.

"D-Don't worry about anything, Arial will be fine with Papyrus and Toriel. J-Just enjoy yourselves."

Sans shrugged and winked at me. "Guess we're gonna have a Metta-meal tonight."

I laughed and we stepped outside, the cold breeze cutting through my thin clothing barrier. As a human I couldn't help but shiver from the ice seeping into my veins and taking away the air allowing me to laugh just a second ago. This was going to be a long trip to get to the MTT Resort.

"Don't worry kiddo," Sans slipped his hand in mine. "We'll take a short cut."