Hey guys it's me! I'm so so sorry I haven't been updating I just was really busy and let's face it, I'm a procrastinator. Anyways the last chapter was kind of intense so here's some Frisk X Sans fluff as an apology.
Here you go!
Chapter 7
"So, um, Frisk?" asked Sans, rather shyly.
"Yes?" replied Frisk.
"Um, well, there's a winter dance at the school tomorrow evening at 5:00, and I was wondering if you would go with me?" he said, his voice lifting at the end of the sentence.
"Sure," said Frisk, smiling slightly and blushing profusely. "I have a ticket already."
"Okay then. I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?" said Sans, sighing in relief. She said yes! he thought.
"All right. I'll meet you here at ten to five."
Sans nodded.
As Frisk walked away, Papyrus turned to Sans and said, "But brother, you can't dance."
Sans shrugged. "That's okay. I can make do."
Is it possible to learn to dance in one night? he thought to himself. I hope so.