Warnings- low self-esteem, negative thinking, blood
You heard a sniffle come from your left. You glance over, amused, and saw Sans discretely dabbing his eye. Papyrus was outright crying. You were watching a movie, and in the end, the girl got to marry her one true love.
It really was heartfelt and emotional, but you just couldn't seem to cry. Sans clicked off the movie as the credits started to roll and sighed.
"Well that was emotional." He said, his already deep voice slightly deeper from the tears.
"Wowie! Even the Great Papyrus could not contain his tears!" He explained, hopping off the couch. "What about you, human? Did you cry?
"Eh, not really." You answered honestly. You shrugged a little and stood as well, stretching and cracking your back. Papyrus' jaw hung open slightly.
"What do you mean? How stone cold must you be to not even tear up at such a happy ending?" He asked, his volume not decreasing in the slightest. You could see him tearing up again.
"It's a skill being this cold hearted." You said with a cheeky grin, but you couldn't help a twinge in your chest. You didn't know why you didn't cry during movies. Maybe there was something wrong with you.
"Nah, you're not cold hearted. You're just emotionally strong." Sans said, shooting you an encouraging grin and a set of finger guns. You smiled back, returning his finger fire.
"You are like Undyne!" Papyrus exclaimed. "Except she is strong in muscle and vocal chords!" He seemed to deflate as he said that lest part, and you couldn't hold back a giggle. His and Undyne's relationship was quite unique.
But now you were thinking. You had never really realized how hard it was to cry at the things most people would be sobbing over. It never really bothered you before, but now it was all you could think about.
Was there something wrong with you?
You felt the sob building in your chest, and you knew you couldn't stop it from spilling out. The shattered remains of your cup glisten in the light and the water was seeping into your sock. The cold water numbed your toes, but you couldn't feel it.
You were pathetic… couldn't even get a glass of water…
The tears streamed down your face. You fell to your knees, not caring whether or not you knelt in the glass. You tried picking up the shards, but your hands were shaking so hard all you managed to do was slice up your fingertips.
The red pooled with the water, and in any other situation you would have thought it was morbidly beautiful, the way the blood swirled in the water.
Sans was not expecting to find you kneeling on the kitchen floor, sobbing into a puddle of watered down blood and glass.
"Wow there kid! What happed?" He asked as he rushed over to your side. He started picking up the glass with deft fingers.
"I dropped the glass…" You said softly, continuing to try to pick up the shards. Sans gently smacked the glass from your hand to keep you from getting more injured.
"Here, go to the bathroom while I finish cleaning this up. I can fix up your fingers, alright?" He asked, making sure his voice wasn't too loud. He didn't want to startle you in such a state.
You stood and walked to the bathroom, your feet scuffing across the carpeting. You turned the faucet on, your fingers leaving a red smear on the handle. You let the water warm up slightly before placing your hand under the stream.
It stung painfully, squeezing another tear from your eye. Soon, the water was running clear again. Sans came in behind you with a box of band aids in hand. He sat you on the toilet and started putting them on your fingers one by one. He used twelve band aids, dropping all the packaging into the small trashcan next to the toilet.
"There, all patched up." He said with a smile.
"Thanks Sans…" You said, embarrassed you lost control of your emotions like that.
"No problem kid." Sans walked with you back down the stairs. "You don't hafta hide your emotions like that ya know. It's alright to cry and get frustrated and stuff."
You wanted to cry again, but you held it back.
"Thanks Sans…" You say again, but this time it had more meaning behind it. Sans gave a tired grin and ruffled your hair.
"Anytime kid…"
"A-and I know I h-had some s-s-secrets in the past… but f-from this day forward, I p-p-promise to make you the o-one person I t-tell everything. You w-were the one that s-saved my life, and n-now my life is i-in your hands. I c-could never love m-myself as m-much as I love you, b-b-but I can try to g-get close." Alphys said her vows, holding Undyne's hands on her own. Asgore stood behind the couple. Holding a large book in his large claws.
She was stuttering more than usual today, which was understandable for the scientist. It was her wedding day after all. It was a beautiful ceremony. Asgore let them hold it in the throne room, and as if they knew the importance of the occasion, the flowers seemed to glow brighter.
"I now pronounce you life partners." Asgore said, his fanged grin spread wide. Instead of the nice, loving kiss everyone was expecting, Undyne literally surplexed Alphys and smooched the smaller monster over her head.
Everyone cheered, some even whistled. You glanced around momentarily and saw more than most of the monsters gathered had tears streaming down their faces. 01 and 02 – well, 01 was crying. His boyfriend tended to fairly stoic. Asgore was a mess, sobbing and smiling like he was the one marrying off his own daughter. Well, in a way he was marrying off his daughter.
The wedding quickly moved to Waterfall, where the reception was being held. Napstablook offered to DJ, and the whole area before Undyne's house had been transformed into a party room. Tables and food and balloons covered every surface. There was even a dance floor set up.
The Riverperson was nice enough to offer to ferry the guests to and from the official wedding site, seeing how the party was right by the boat stop. The couple had invited the Riverperson, but they turned down the invite, saying they were content to stay on their boat and listen to the festivities from the river.
You were sitting at one of the tables closer to the wall. Most of the tables were empty at this point of the night, and the dance floor was packed. You sighed in content as a cool breeze blew over your sweaty brow.
"Heya there kiddo." Sans was suddenly beside you. While you were getting used to his antics, you couldn't help the small squeak that slipped past your lip. Sans grinned wider and rose one eyebrow bone in amusement. You still didn't understand how he could do that.
"Hey Sans! You having fun?" You asked, wondering if the skeleton had been dancing at all.
"Yeah, you know Paps. Won't let me hear the end of it if I don't dance with him for at least half an hour." He said, his amused grin fading into a more loving one. You sort of envied their brotherly relationship, but you quickly squashed it. This day wasn't about you.
"I'm glad everyone is having fun." You said honestly. You had spent months helping prepare this night for your friends, and everything seemed to be going perfectly.
"That ceremony was a real tear jerker, eh?" Sans said flippantly, staring at the dance floor instead of looking at you. The comment caught you off guard, and you couldn't think of anything to say in response. He saw your hesitation and kept talking himself. "I noticed you looked a little distressed. Everything okay?"
You wanted to say yes, wanted to make him believe everything was okay. There was nothing wrong with you. There's nothing wrong with not being able to cry at a wedding. There was nothing wrong with you.
"What's wrong with me Sans?" You asked shakily. Sans didn't seem perturbed at your response. He just sipped the drink you didn't realize was in his hand and sigh slightly.
"Nothin's wrong with ya kid. Not everybody cries at the same things. Papyrus bawls when he drops a spaghetti noodle on the floor. Alphys tears up when someone bashes her favorite anime. I get misty eyed myself when we run out of ketchup. Everyone cried at different things. That doesn't make you any more or any less of a person."
"You really think so?" You asked, not really believing him.
"Maybe you can talk to the doc after the honeymoon. Didcha hear? They're getting a suite at Mettaton's resort, dinner and shows and everything. All for free. Must have its perks to be the creator of the Underground's most successful ghost/monster hybrid." He said, his smile carefree again.
"I don't wanna talk to Alphys…" You mumble under your breath, more to yourself than to anyone else. Sans caught it anyway though.
"Even if you don't want to, you should. They say even the most mentally stable monsters should see a professional every once in a while. It's like a yearly checkup at the doctors, yeah?"
"Yeah, I suppose…" You agree hesitantly.
"Seriously kid. There's nothing wrong with you." He said, even more seriously. He appeared in the chair directly next to yours and placed a warm hand on your knee. "You gotta believe me. I wouldn't pull the wool over your eyes." With a cheeky grin, he covered your eyes with one of the napkins on the table.
"Sans!" You laugh and knock the napkin away. "First of all, the napkins aren't wool, they're cotton. Secondly…" You trail off, not sure what you want to say.
"No secondly. There's nothing wrong with you." He said again, making you look him directly in the eyes as he said it.
Maybe he was right. While you did feel wrong – who cried because they dropped a glass and not at a wedding? – but maybe that wasn't too odd, you supposed.
Maybe you should talk to Alphys.
"You really think so?" You asked again, a more teasing tone coloring your words. Sans caught onto you and gave a lopsided grin.
"Yeah, I really do. Now come on." He stood and pulled you to your feet, leading you to the slowly emptying dance floor. "It's a celebration! Let's dance kid!"
This is something that had been requested a few times, but in different ways. Like, crying at odd times or at random things, not being able to cry at normal things, apathy and such. I know this doesn't really cover the last one that well, but I have another chapter planned for that one.
I managed to get this one up a day early! So that means tomorrow I can start working on the next chapter! Get ready cuz it's gonna be an emotional roller coaster from start to finish!
I know this chapter is a little short, but hopefully the next one will make up for it! It won't be any Dancetale chapter or anything in regards to length, but it'll be decent!
Also, I'm sorry to those who PM me and end up waiting a week for a response. (More specifically, those still waiting for a response right now.) I like to have the time to actually write real responses, and I just haven't had that time recently. I know that's a dumb excuse, and I'm sorry! I'll be responding as soon as I can, I promise! I haven't forgotten you, and I'm DEFINITELY not ignoring you!
Until next time!
~Starlight