Note this is NOT UNDERLUST but PASSIONTALE. Thank you

And Enjoy~

As Frisk gave a small smile something gave her a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time. A small amount of love filled her with hope, that maybe that this was okay. That she didn't need to return to the human world. Though she still did miss and worry about her foster mother. Was it okay to want to stay here with Toriel and Rose? Was it okay to be a bit selfish? Frisk shook the feeling back down in her stomach. Reminding herself that she had done wrong. Beating it into her mind that she was down here for a reason. Suddenly the lights went dark and making the room go pitch black.

"You know it's not okay to be flirting with other guys, princess." A familiar voice chimed in, that sent a chill go up and down Frisk's spine.

She turned but before she could run Sans had pulled her back into her seat, by tugging at her scarf. A loud speaker was heard with the Flame monster's voice (known as Grillby) coming out booming. "Alright ladies and gents it's three o'clock. We aaall~ know who's time it is." Grillby announced making the crowd of monsters in the room cheer, woop and whistle.

"I've missed talking with you angle." Sans smiled as the lights went on again and pointed at the stage. To reveal a tall looking skeleton in a skimpy black leotard. His long legs dawned with high heal pink boots, and his ribs exposed to the crowd. He looked so confident as he grinned a toothy smile in their direction. Frisk sank into her shoulders as he danced. Loud synthesizer music was heard making the room explode with loud noises.

"IT'S THE FABULOUS PAPYRUS'S TIME TO SHINE!" Paps yelled as he danced around a poll, sprawling out his legs and making girl's swoon. Frisk was flabbergasted, as she looked from the stage to Sans to Mettaton and back again. Her head was spinning as she didn't know how to act with this. She was sweaty as EVER thanks to the scarf. If only she could leave and take it off for at the very least five minutes. Frisk could hear Mettaton giving an equal flustered reaction to what Sans had said. "W-What!? No! We were just talking!" Mettaton stuttered as he stood up and placed a hand on Frisk's shoulder. Frisk got the feeling that he was trying to look out for her.

Sans frowned at Mettaton's hand but didn't say anything other than to tell him to cool it. As he went back to Frisk with a smile. He got his chance to talk to her even with a third party excluded, meaning Mettaton. He wanted to make this moment count. "You know this skeleton?" Mettaton asked Frisk who she gave a quick no to his question. "Awww that hurts Frisk. Seeing as I risked my HP ta try and save yah." Sans acted hurt to her statement placing a hand over his v line top. Though in truth he had been worried about her at that time. Then again, he did miss her in general after their talk behind the hidden door. He didn't know why but just talking was a different change of pace for Sans. Most girls wouldn't want to just talk to him. A lot only wanted his bones and nothing else. Hey that was his job, he mentally laughed a little at the thought. Sans realized he was making her uneasy again with his smile plastered on his face. He gave her a grumbled apology before placing his hand over his mouth in embarrassment.

This was confusing as Frisk thought he seemed a bit odd. "Was that an apology?" This skeleton looked like he was all about himself. Frisk sighed as she covered her head in aggravation. "Good lord Sans. I don't understand you." Frisk grumbled before glaring at him. She would not be the helpless maiden in this scenario. Sans's eyes were wide as she stood up to look down at him. "What kind of girl do you take me for?" Frisk asked firmly as Sans gripped the end of her scarf tightly in his hands. This was new to him, feeling a bit nervous under her strong gaze.

With no response Frisk pulled her scarf out of his hands and walked away. Taking the jar that Grillby had placed at the end of the bar, she was almost at the door before hearing Sans call out to her "Wa-wait!" and pulled at the end of the scarf. This made Frisk's scarf loosened as it slacked, to her shoulders. Frisk's face was the look of surprise as it was now revealed to Sans that she was human. Frisk ran out the door as fast as she could leaving a stunned Sans holding the rest of the evidence in his hand.

"Shit.."