Warnings- drinking, mild sexual situations, human AU

"Get your shots ready!" Undyne called. She was hosting the New Year's eve party this year, and instead of the traditional champagne flutes, she made a plethora of Jell-o shots in various flavors. You took the blue raspberry one, excited to start drinking for real. You didn't get drunk often, but when you did you enjoyed the dizzy feeling it gave you.

You handed one to your friend Sans who had walked in barely twenty minutes before. He had come from another party, and was dressed to the nines with a suit and tie – something that didn't suit the Sans that you remembered. He took it with a smile and gave you a toast. As the clock ticked down, you prepped the shot and toasted him back. As half the party called 'Happy New Years!' you downed your shot with ease. Undyne had made some of the flavors more jell-o than vodka, and other more vodka than jell-o.

"Alright everyone, we have water pong in the basement!" Undyne called, grabbing the tray of shots to convince people to follow her.

"Water pong?" You asked, laughing a little.

"It's like beer pong, but with water in the cups. If you put beer in, the balls get disgusting and if it spills it's a bitch to clean up." She explained. You had played something similar, and weren't very good at it, but it would be fun to watch. As you entered the basement, you saw a large water cooler on the bar, and was hit with the smell of fruit punch.

Before you even asked, Sans handed you a cup with mysterious red drink inside. You raised an eyebrow and he laughed loudly.

"It's called jungle juice," He explained, pouring himself his own glass. "It's pretty much fruit punch, pineapple juice and vodka. There's also fruit in here but that's probably more alcoholic than the juice itself judging on how long it been soaking." You took a sip and were pleasantly surprised to not be able to taste any alcohol at all.

"They w-want us to play pong…" Blooky came over and tugged on your sleeve. You had come on their request, partly because you didn't have any other plans, partly because they didn't want to go alone. You excused yourself and followed them into the room with the table set up. There was a game that was finishing up, both teams getting extremely into it, yelling and jumping around. You sipped your drink and grinned at the noise they were making.

"Your turn!" Undyne came over and threw her arm around your shoulders.

"I can try." You laughed back, taking one of the ping pong balls out of the water cup and throwing it toward the pyramid on the other side. It went straight into the middle cup, and the party exploded. You grinned and fired yourself up for the rest of the game.

"Alright, its Sans' turn!" It was about two hours later. The party was still in full swing, and everyone was getting more and more drunk, which meant it was getting more and more interesting. At the moment, you were playing a game called 'Never have I ever' and you were winning – which meant you haven't done any of the things people were saying.

"Hmm…" Sans thought, sitting on the floor with his back against the couch. His legs were propped up on yours, and every once in a while his hand brushed yours. When that happened, he would glance at you and grin, which would cause you to blush bright. "Never have I ever… had sex with a guy."

He smirked at the various groans from around the room, male and female alike. He glanced over at you and you saw his eyes widen when you didn't put down a finger. You smirked back and sipped your new drink – the water cooler had run out about an hour ago - and the alcohol burned your throat a little as it went down.

"Never have I ever…" You said, trying to think of something. You felt a hand gently brush your lower back and your face flushed even darker. You glanced over to Sans, who was grinning like the cat who caught the canary, even if he wasn't looking directly at you. "Never have I ever flunked out of a class." You finished lamely. Despite the lameness, there were still several groans of defeat as half the game got knocked out of the round.

"Do you want to… go outside for a bit?" Sans asked, whispering into your ear. The night had progressed a bit, and you were the drunkest you planned on being. You glanced at him and nodded once. All night he had been flirting, and you were ready for some action. You followed him up the stairs and outside, where it was chilly but not horrifically cold. The moment the door closed, his lips found yours.

It was a little awkward, kissing someone who was shorter than you, but it was nice. You were both a little drunk, so your kisses were a little sloppy and your hands were a little clumsy, but it was worth the hours of flirting.

He bit your lip a little and you couldn't help but grin into the kiss. He grabbed your backside roughly but not painfully and you couldn't hold back the slight yelp that bounced onto his lips. He grinned and raised an eyebrow, looking like the devil himself. He tugged your hand over to a shadowy area of the yard. He pinned you against the house and kissed you harder, his hands caressing your chest and thighs. You felt his crotch press against your leg and your eyes flew open. He looked at you, a little embarrassed, but you weren't upset in the slightest.

"Want me to take care of that?" You asked as sensually as you could. Despite being a little breathless and your words shaking a little from the cold, his face lit up as red as the jungle juice. He started to nod before his face fell and looked away.

"Actually… since I'm drunk I dunno if I can…. Ya know…. With just a blowie…" he muttered, looking ashamed. It took a moment for his words to register in your head, and when they did you weren't sure what to do.

"Do you want to…?" You asked, not sure what you wanted to hear.

"I mean… I do, but only if you're okay with it." He looked you in the eye, but you looked away. You had been telling the truth during never have I ever about never having sex with a guy before, and against a house while drunk wasn't the ideal way for you to do it for the first time. You considered it for a few moments, weighing your options but finally turned back to him.

"I'm sorry… I can't… not now." You said, almost crying. You could feel he was hard and knew he really wanted to go all the way with you, but you just couldn't bring yourself to do it. He instantly back away a step and gave you a warm smile.

"I wouldn't dream of doing anything you didn't want to," He said calmly, and if you hadn't seen him drink twice as much as you, you would have thought he wasn't drunk at all. Your eyes filled even more and he looked at you with shock. "Whoah are you alright?"

"I'm sorry…" You said again, feeling ever worse. You knew he was being beyond amazing about the whole situation, but at the same time you felt that you should have been able to go through with it. He pulled you in for a deep kiss, cutting off any more apologies that you might have said.

"There's nothing to apologize for, I promise. Why don't you go back inside?" it was asked like a question, but you knew it was more of an order. " I can feel you shaking like a leaf. I'm going to smoke real quick and I'll see you downstairs, alright?" He said, making sure you maintained eye contact. You nodded and tried to apologize again, but he cut you off with another kiss and gave you a light tap on the butt to shoo you inside. You managed a smile, which caused his shoulders to relax. As you were going in, you heard him flick his lighter a few times before the cigarette was lit.

"Hey, you feeling any better?" Sans got your attention. You had changed out of your party clothes into your pjs, but were still sipping some sangria from upstairs. You smiled at him, still feeling a little guilty.

"Yeah. I'm sorry again…" You trailed off, sipping your cup to avoid saying anything else.

"There's nothing to be sorry about." He insisted.

"But-"

"No buts," He cut you off. "You weren't feeling it, so there's nothing to apologize for."

"Thanks Sans." You said with a small smile. He grinned back before kissing you gently on the cheek.

"Anything to keep someone as amazing as you happy." He said with a wink. Your face flushed and you tried to hide your expression on your face.

"Erm… Sans?" You said quietly. He looked up from his cup and raised an eyebrow – his way of saying 'what's up'. "We can still… kiss and stuff…" You said, the words trailing off at the end in embarrassment. Sans grinned wide and tugged you into a corner long enough to kiss you hard before pulling back and going to refill his cup.

"Happy New Year," He said, coming back over and placing another kiss on your cheek.

"Happy New Year Sans." You said with a smile, giving him a gentle kiss on the lips, pulling away just enough to see his eyes. Someone cleared their throat from the doorway and you tried to spring away, but his strong arm pulled you against his side before he gave you one last kiss in retaliation to whoever was trying to interrupt you. You just giggled and pulled away, going to find a water bottle.

Despite everything that had happened that previous year, you were still you, and you were so glad things worked out the way they did. As you rejoined your friends, you felt determined to face the New Year head on.

`Happy New Year everyone! I hope 2017 bring you good opportunities and fond memories!

I do have a worry though. I'm worried the format of my chapters have started to change and I'm not sure how to bring it back to the original feel. If you have any suggestions on how I can fix it, please let me know! I want to give you the best I can!

Also, this chapter may seem a little different plot-wise, but that's because I wanted to stress the importance of consent, especially during holidays and when you're intoxicated. Those are the most dangerous times for things like sex. Always be clear about whether you want to or not, and try to make sure they listen and understand. Remember, consent is required.

Until next time~

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