Guess who has finally had time to update this story~
If you guessed someone other then me then you are wrong my friend.
So its finally the last two acts of the Semi-finally and you're about to find out who will be in the Grand Finale~
Also I'm writing/wrote this late at night with minimal sleep so get ready for this to either have super bad spelling, make no sense, or be the single most amazingest piece you have ever read (but most likely be really bad written).
Let's get into it shall we :)
Sans figuratively swallowed, after all being a skeletal monster meant there was a lack of throat or saliva for that matter.
Undyne had been so amazingly brave and strong. It almost made him jealous that she could dance like that even with an injury.
A tug at his hand brought Sans's attention to the human beside him.
Frisk motioned in the direction of the stage, "We are on now."
"oh," Sans mumbled.
Frisk frowned as she studied his face, he nose scrunched up in though.
'heh, it's a cute expression on her face...'
Sans smirked, "see something you like kiddo?"
Red blossomed on the female's face as she pouted, "Sans..."
Mentally laughing at the disapproving tone of voice Frisk had spoken in Sans winked at her, "heh, i don't mind if you do. we should probably get in our positions though."
Frisk's face shifted into another shade of red as Sans mentally cursed.
'perhaps i'm coming on too strong.'
Sans's felt the burning of red eyes on his back.
'or maybe not.'
Another tug at his hand spurred Sans into action, "okay then, i guess we should show these guys how to do it then."
Frisk laughed, "I like the sound of that."
As the lights dimmed Sans found his way to center stage with Frisk. The entered their starting pose, awaiting the music que.
As the intro began to play the lights faded in to reveal Sans and Frisk posing together. Tentatively they began to move in sync. They spun together, stepped together. However as the music continued to play they began to dance apart. Sans would dance closer only to have Frisk spin away from him. As though they had once been one entity turned to two.
Sans felt himself drawn into the dance, his eyes never leaving Frisk's lithe figure as she moved with perfect timing, the costuming she wore gently complementing her shape. He wished he could reach out and hold her hand however as he began to lose himself to the dance his eyes were drawn towards the glare of red from the side of the stage and from there the crowd. A strong sense of nausea filled him. Willing himself to continue the dance.
As Sans met Frisk's eyes once again he noticed the emotions in her eyes, she was worried and... hurt. She had noticed his disconnection to the dance. How he had forced himself to become disconnected. Sans's eyes turned downcast as he stepped into the next section of the routine.
Finally they drifted into their final move. Frisk faded into the dark, leaving Sans to fall to his knees in the light. The perfect image of loss as Asgore had put it.
As the spotlight faded out and the music had ended Sans remained unmoving, his shoulder only moving due his panting breaths.
The stage was pitch black as he stared in the direction where Frisk had disappeared, flawlessly merging into the murky darkness.
Gone.
Just like that.
Sans gritted his teeth. What if he told Frisk about his fears, his worries? Would she disappear from him in a similar fashion? Surely she wouldn't. Frisk wasn't like that and yet those poisonous thoughts still filled him. Thoughts of her smile turning to surprise then to disbelief and finally to a look of disapproval and judgment. He couldn't see her like that but he had to tell her. Tell her she wasn't the reason for his distance to the dance, that it was his own fear that was keeping him from truly dancing with her.
"Sans?" A quiet voice called out as the thunderous roar of cheering began to fade.
"coming," Sans answered.
His eyes had adjusted to the darkness as he made out Frisk's form. Standing he made his way towards her and together they reached the backstage.
They moved towards Undyne- who's injury was now being seen to- and Papyrus- who seemed to be crying (or as he put it 'leaking from the eyes').
Undyne noticed them and smiled a toothy grin, "Good job nerds. If you don't make it to the Grand finals with that kind of act then no one else has a chance."
"If anyone deserves to go to the finals, it's you Undyne," Frisk told the fish monster.
Undyne's smile widened, "Aw, you're too kind."
Sans felt a hand on is shoulder. Turning to view the owner of said hand he realized it was a rather teary eyed Papyrus.
"yo, what's up bro?"
"I SIMPLY WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT YOU AND THE HUMAN DID A SPLENDID JOB AND THAT IT WAS *SNIFF* A MOVING *SNIFF* DANCE," Papyrus praised- whilst audibly saying each 'sniff'.
"aw, thanks bro. you did great as well," Sans told his brother sincerely.
Papyrus made a squee sound before pulling his brother into a bone-crushing hug.
"And now darlings its time for our last performer~"
Mettaton's voice rung out from the stage, prompting the group to turn their attentions to the stage.
They watched as Chara entered the stage and music echoed through the theatre.
Chara moved in a seductive fashion, each move performed with trained precision. At one point Sans had to hold back the burning desire to blast the human into the ground as Chara turned their attention to Frisk, sending a wink in her direction.
Frisk seemed to be in disbelief but did not react with disapproval- much to Sans's dismay.
Taking a final pose Chara began to stroll for the stage exit but was stopped as Mettaton once again took to the stage.
"Let's get all our dancers out on stage~"
Frisk and Sans sent questioning glances at each other before a familiar voice spoke from behind them.
"As much as Mettaton enjoys drama little buddies, he also enjoys his theatre being in one piece. Can't blame him for wanting to keep you on stage so you don't act...rashly behind stage," Burgerpants stated, giving Sans a knowing look.
"No point in arguing then," Undyne stated as she stood up.
Frisk was immediately at her side, helping her walk. Undyne tried to argue but gave in when sent a pointed look from the small human.
As they all made their way onto the stage Mettaton greeted them warmly before readdressing the crowd.
"You know what to do darlings. Time to vote for the best act. Who will progress to the grand finale? Which two lucky dancer's will battle it out for the grand prize? Find out after this shortly."
The group of dancers stood awkwardly to the side as Mettaton suddenly did a impromptu infomercial on the brand new MTT brand glitter spam in a can (wow i must be tired).
"Call now and be the very first lucky customer to receive your own Mettaton shaped MTT Brand Glitter Spam in a Can, but now back to the competition. The votes are in and the scores calculated," Mettaton declared as he held out a hand expectedly.
Alphys huddled out onto the stage, visually sweating under the attention of the crowd, a letter grasped tightly in her hand. She shoved the letter into Mettaton's waiting hand before rushing off stage once again.
Mettaton- with a deliberate slow pace- began to open the envelope. He pulled the card from the gold and pink paper and began to read.
"The first to progress to the grand finale is...
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Chara the Human!"
A cheer erupted from the crowd.
A silent groan erupted from Sans.
A cry of joy erupted from Chara.
Mettaton raised a hand to silence the crowd as they began to fade.
"Joining the human in the grand finale is...
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Papyrus the skeleton!"
More cheers erupted from the crowd as Papyrus squealed in delight, hopping from foot to foot in his excitement.
Sans felt his stomach drop. So... they had lost.
Along with Undyne they would be going home without ever seeing the grand finale.
"Oh~ Oh Darlings~"
The crowd went quiet as Mettaton spoke, each eye on the good-looking robot, every ear trained on each syllable he spoke.
"It... well it seems something unexpected has occurred~" Mettaton was practically purring, his eyes glued to the card in his hand.
Whatever had caught his attention had excited him.
"We seem to have a tie for the second position in the grand finale~ Along with Chara and Papyrus another dancer will be joining the Grand Finale~"
Sans's eyes widened.
'what.'
"My dear audience, please put your hands together as we welcome our next act to the grand finale~ Sans the Skeleton and Frisk the Human! You will be joining our first two dancers in the grand finale~"
Sans's soul thumped hard in his chest as the words reached his ear sockets. He didn't have to look at Frisk to know her eyes were sparkling with surprise, excitement and the unrelenting determination that she seemed to be made of. After all... they had made it. They were officially in the Grand finale.
Hey guys, sorry to cut it off here but i really wanted to update and also really wanted to sleep so this is as far as i'll go tonight. I will attempt to update within the next week.
Also thank you so much for all your comments I really appreciate them, it makes me feel really good to see so many people enjoying this story C:
We're getting closer to the end~
Sorry if you wanted Undyne to get to the Grand Finale, but I have my reasons for everything wwwwoooooo~~~~
So now you know that the final showdown will be between Chara, Frisk & Sans, and Papyrus :)
Welp see ya next chapter~~~