"oh no." Sans decided to nap for an hour and he woke up to a game show. He was sitting in a rainbow-colored room about the size of a closet. There was a small television in front of him broadcasting a colorful stage.

"OOOHHHH YEESSS," Mettaton exclaimed. He was now sporting his EX form. "Hello and welcome to today's show! My special friend, Frisk asked me to come and help her get two lovebirds together!" A title appeared on the screen.

"Dating a Monster!"

"why are you guys doing this? whatever. i can always get out of here," Sans muttered. His eye turned blue. He stretched his arm out. "wait… where's my shortcut?"

Mettaton walked in front of the camera and stared directly at it. "And thanks to our gracious audience," Mettaton began. He moved the camera to the audience. Undyne, Alphys, Gaster, Frisk, and Papyrus were sitting, smiling at the camera. Mettaton moved the camera to face towards him. "We have been able to contain their magic!"

The audience clapped.

Sans sat back in his chair, glaring at the screen.

"And now, time to ask the monster of the hour a couple of questions." Mettaton snapped his fingers. Within a few seconds, Napstablook was escorting a blindfolded Toriel to a chair. "Thank you Blooky!"

The ghost smiled shyly and disappeared.

"Now, Ms. Toriel, what do you have to say to the audience before we start?"

Toriel didn't seem amused. "I do not appreciate being blindfolded. Why am I here?"

"Oh Toriel, there is a member of the audience that wishes to help you start a relationship."

"I will not marry Asgore again," she huffed.

"Oh no no no. He isn't who we're talking about."

Toriel's face scrunched up in confusion. "Who is it then?"

"tori! they've trapped me in a box," Sans screamed.

Mettaton clutched his ear for a moment. "Good thing that only I can hear what the date is saying," Mettaton said to the camera. He walked to Toriel walked over and removed the blindfold. "That my dear, is a secret until the date!"

"D-Date," she sputtered. She looked into the audience. "My child, do you have something to do with it?"

Frisk nodded and gave Toriel a thumbs up.

Toriel gave Frisk an unamused look. "My child, has anyone told you that messing with people's love life is rude?"

"Um… Flowey told me to stop messing with your love life," Frisk informed.

"Listen to the flower."

"But don't you hate Flowey," Frisk asked.

"This time, listen to the flower," Toriel muttered.

Mettaton shook his head. "It's too late for regrets people!" Mettaton checked the clock. "And it's too late for questions! Oh well. Time to date," Mettaton announced.

Frisk walked onto the stage and towards Toriel. "Mom, I'm sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable." She began to push Toriel towards an empty room. The room had a white table with two chairs. "Sit!"

Toriel sat down in a chair. She sighed. "Frisk, why are you doing this?"

Frisk smiled. "Cause you guys go together like cinnamon and butterscotch." Frisk quickly ran off before Toriel could ask a question.

Toriel sighed. "What does that even mean?"

Mettaton walked into the room. Nabstablook was carrying a camera.

"Hello and welcome to the dating room! Ms. Toriel and her date will be trapped in her until we deem the date over," Mettaton announced. "Your date will be arriving shortly, but first…" He set down several pillows. "Because our friend is fragile, we have set these cushions on the ground." Mettaton faced Toriel. "Once I leave the room, your date will be dropped in here. And with that, I will leave you to your date." Mettaton left the room, but not before installing a hidden camera. Mettaton closed and locked the door behind him.

Once the doors were locked, a trap door opened from the ceiling.

Sans fell on the pillows. "that kid and that robot," Sans grumbled. He got to his feet and dusted himself off. "at least they set down some pillows."

"Sans? You're my date," Toriel questioned.

Sans nodded. "for some reason, the kid thinks we're a couple. papyrus does too." Sans sat in the chair in front of Toriel.

Toriel sighed. "Well, not everyone decided to try and mess with our love life. Apparently, Flowey decided to speak up about it."

Sans raised a bone brow. "really? huh. that's a little odd. i didn't think he cared."

"I didn't think so either."

"Hey daters~! I'm not seeing enough romance," Mettaton said.

"Come on guys! You like each other," Frisk yelled.

"Just remember that WE control when you leave the room~! So if you want to leave, you'd better date and date well, at that."

Sans stared at the door. "i wonder if they blocked my magic in here as well."

"Sans, do not even think about trying your magic," Gaster warned. "I helped to create the magic seals."

"AND I'M USING MY GREEN MAGIC," Undyne exclaimed. "Now you punks can't escape! Fuhuhuhuhu!"

Sans sighed and sat back down.

"Well, at least you tried." Toriel gave Sans a warm smile.

"thanks tori."

They both looked away from each other. Toriel looked back at Sans. "So, why is it that they think that we would be a good couple?"

Sans shrugged. "i dunno. i guess since we always hang out, people see it as us liking each other."

Toriel scoffed and turned her head to the door. "Well, can't I hang out with someone without people trying to force us into a relationship?"

"i understand completely."

Toriel looked back at Sans. "Although, I do think that it's sorta sweet that Frisk is trying to do this. In her own way, she's trying to make us happy."

"yeah. i suppose that's true."

"Sans, I do enjoy your company. You always make me laugh until my sides hurt!"

Sans chuckled. "yeah. you do too. i would say that they're real gut-busters, but i don't have a stomach." Sans winked.

Toriel smiled and laughed. "If I had to be locked in a room without any chance of an escape, I am glad that it was you."

Sans nodded. "it could be worse."

Toriel nodded. "Yeah. Much worse."

Both thought of people they would not want to be locked in a room with. Toriel thought of Asgore while Sans thought of Chara.

The two stared at each other for a moment. They began to tell each other jokes once again. They were both blushing, but neither noticed from all the laughter.

"so tori, i've got a question for you."

Toriel looked at Sans. She smiled. "What is it, Sans?"

Sans let out a deep breath that he didn't know he was holding. "knock knock."

"Oh! Who's there?"

"haiku."

Toriel raised an eyebrow. "Haiku, who?"

"well, i haiku you," Sans said.

Toriel froze.

"tori? was that too sudden?"

She regained her composure. "You need to listen. There is no need to worry. I haiku you too." Toriel smiled at Sans.

Sans smile brightened.

"Count the syllables."

Sans began to say the phrase out loud, counting out the syllables. Sans' grin widened. "it's a haiku!"

"Perhaps Frisk and Papyrus were right. I mean, we do spend a decent amount of time together."

"we do joke around with each other more than other people."

"And you did keep my promise, even when you didn't know me."

Sans nodded. "and i don't like making promises."

"So you want to give this a shot?"

Sans nodded. "that would be nice."

A door suddenly opened. A stampede of people ran into the room and began to hug the new couple.

"You guys did it "Frisk cheered.

"My cool brother did it! ...Even if it did use puns and jokes. To be honest, I have mixed feelings about this, but I am happy for you dear brother," Papyrus exclaimed. He lifted Sans off of the ground and spun him around.

"My son, I am very proud of you," Gaster said.

"And there you have it! The two lovebirds are now together thanks to our show," Mettaton announced. "Blooky! Get the confetti!"

Napstablook nodded and carried a bucket of multi-colored paper. He began to scatter the paper around the room.

"Tune in next time for a new program," Mettaton announced. He shut off the camera and walked to the couple. "You did great guys~! I had my doubts from the beginning, but now I'm glad that I locked you in a room with no possible exit! Anyway, we do need to clean up, so I have to ask you to leave."

The group of people nodded and left the stage. They carried Sans and Toriel triumphantly through the various hallways and eventually back to their house.

And done! This is a little shorter than the other chapters, but next time, I'll maybe have Frisk enter the school system! Yay! Classes and such. Maybe she can take Flowey with her, if he promises to be a good soulless flower.

Also, remember what the description says. With that, I hope you liked it. Bye guys!