Mettaton watched silently, his eyes following the dancers closely but his face showing now emotion. As they came to a finish, both human and monster panting heavily from physical and mental exertion. Beside him sat a rather anxious skeleton.

"Hmm... It feels as though something is missing. However it looked amazing and I don't really have an option other then to scratch the sixth position. You're in." He told them a smirk on his face as both dancers went wide eyed with excitement as they hugged.

Mettaton retrieved his coat from the skeleton sitting beside him and bid them fair well. 'They make a good duo... but something is missing. I'm sure if they can figure it out they would be an amazing pair of contestants,' Mettaton gushed mentally. 'This is all getting sooo exciting.'

Inside Frisk and Sans pulled away from their hug, both too emotionally overwhelmed to say anything. So instead they smiled at each other before those smiles turned into ecstatic laughter. They had made it into the competition, sure it was a sort of roundabout way of doing it but it was a small victory for them. Papyrus, who had escorted Mettaton to his limo rushed back into the studio and over to the two dancers. He scooped them up in a big hug, "I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT BROTHER AND HUMAN!"

"geez, papyrus, no need to get emotional and start crying," Sans said smirking at his brother.

"I AM NOT CRYING, BROTHER. I SIMPLY CAUGHT SOMETHING IN MY EYE," Papyrus retorted.

"what's that bro?"

"TEARS!" Papyrus said as a tear of happiness trickled down his cheek.

Frisk was unsure as to what was more unreal to her at that moment, the fact that a skeleton was crying without tear glands or that Sans and herself had made it into the competition in the end.

"bro, are you alright? it isn't that tear-able is it?" Sans punned, receiving an annoyed NYEHHHH from his younger brother.

"YOUR THE WORST!"

Frisk laughed heartily beside the skeletons as Papyrus released them from his hug. The laughter was stopped when a loud grumble came from Frisk's stomach. Frisk's face flushed in embarrassment as both skeletons stared at her.

"THE HUMAN APPEARS TO BE HUNGRY SANS," Papyrus declared.

"heh, seems so paps. probably should feed ya frisk. don't want to be grilled for not feeding you," Sans winked as he motioned towards Grillby who had walked in at that exact moment.

Grillby raised an 'eyebrow'. Were you making a tasteless pun about me just now ,Sans?

Sans chuckled, "you know me Grillby, i just have no taste."

Frisk muffled her giggles that escaped from her mouth as Papyrus glared at Sans, though he was still smiling.

Grillby shook his head before signaling them to gather their stuff and follow him.

So how did it go? He signaled at Frisk.

Frisk smiled at the fiery man, "We made it into the competition."

Grillby congratulated them as he locked the studio door behind the group. He led them into the quiet bar, well Frisk and Sans anyway as Papyrus excused himself saying something about grease and cooking lessons. As they took a seat at the bar Grillby brought them out plates filled with chips and burgers. It's on the house.

"do you have a ladder then?" Sans asked.

Don't make me change my mind, Grillby signaled.

Sans shrugged and turned to face Frisk, "fiery crowd we have here."

Frisk laughed before eating a chip. In the back of her mind there lay a question that had been dormant for the week. Now it was awake and scratching irritatingly at the back of her mind.

"Hey, Sans," Frisk started slowly.

"what up, kid?"

"I noticed something when you dance."

"and what's that?" Sans asked his attention directly on Frisk now.

"You seem to get really into it... but then you'll suddenly change. Like you're hesitating," Frisk told him.

Sans's pupils were downcast as he took a moment to process her words. He seemed hesitant, almost as though he was scared. Frisk reached out and gently took one of his hands into her own, "You don't have to tell me why, but I want you to know that if you ever need to tell me I'll be here ready to listen."

"thanks, frisk. that means a lot to me," Sans told her, still not meeting her eyes. "i... don't think i'm ready to tell anyone else yet."

Frisk smiled encouragingly at Sans, trying to get him to meet her eyes, "That's fine, Sans. I just don't want you to be secretly suffering by yourself."

Sans felt a slight heat in cheeks, not noticeable to Frisk but he knew it was there, 'how in the underground did i ever get lucky enough to meet frisk?'

Frisk gently released Sans's hand and turned to take a bite from her burger. They both ate silently before saying goodbye to Grillby.

Sans began to walk down the street much to the surprise of Frisk.

"No shortcuts today?" Frisk asked, hurrying to catch up to the skeleton.

Sans shrugged as he continued to walk towards the Ruins, "heh, what can i say. guess i'm just too tired to take a shortcut."

Frisk accepted the excuse and walked alongside Sans quietly. It was a nice quiet. Not the type of quiet that begs for someone to talk but the type where you can sit for hours with no words being spoken between two people and yet feel like you've said a million words. As they came to a street Frisk reached out a hand hesitantly. Sans's cheek bones were dusted a light blue as he took her hand, "what's this for kiddo?"

"It's safer to cross the street if you hold someone's hand," Frisk muttered quietly as he cheeks turned red.

Both looked away awkwardly as they crossed the street but neither let go as they continued on down the pavement. Wordlessly they arrived at the little purple bricked house Frisk called home.

"welp looks like we're here kiddo..." Sans stared at the house before looking back at Frisk, however he made no move to let go of her hand.

"Yeah..." Frisk didn't move a muscle.

There was a silence as they both waited for the other to make a move, neither moving, neither wanting to end the moment.

'Tell her.'

'No! Don't ruin what you have!'

'But what if...'

'No!'

Sans wrangled with his emotions as they stood there waiting for something that almost seemed hesitant to arrive.

Finally Frisk pulled away shyly, "I'll see you tomorrow then Sans."

"uh, y-yeah frisk... see ya tomorrow," Sans stuttered

Frisk turned and started walking towards the house as Sans turned on his heel and slowly trudged away.

"Hey, Sans! I-I had fun today. Even if you weren't too tired to take a shortcut!"

Sans turned to see a blushing Frisk who had turned back to shout at him. She whipped around and bolted into the purple brick house leaving a blushing skeleton on the sidewalk.

Frisk bolted through the door and into her room, heart beating at an insane rate.

There sitting on the desk was a certain yellow flower giving her a strange look, "Have fun with lover boy? Or should I say the smiley trashbag?"

Frisk huffed and face planted on the bed, wishing she would simply sink through the mattress and out of sight forever.

Hey Guys~

Soooo sorry i couldn't update the last couple of days. I got really busy with life stuff :(

Oh well I'm back again and will hopefully update again tomorrow~

Hope you guys enjoyed the story and the puns.

I'm not very good at puns ':)

Anyway see ya next chapter~

- Author-chan out