~~Chapter One~~
"MOM! Hurry up we need to go" Frisk yells as she bounded down the stairs. She was dressed in a striped sweater and black leggings, and pink tutu. Frisk grabbed her ballet shoes along the way. Toriel sighed "I know darling,". Holding out Frisk's coat. Driving towards the city and parking at their dance studio. Entering the dance room they greeted their friends. Papyrus, Undying, and Alphys who were talking together near the dressing room door waved. Sans nowhere to be seen. More monsters, and humans were around the room stretching, going over choreography, and talking. Frisk looked around and questioned" Hey Papyrus, where is sans?" . Turning to frisk Papyrus answered, "He is in the sound closet". Frisk nodded her head.
In the closet, Sans started the sound system. Fiddling with the wires, and knobbs. Picking up the tablet connecting the bluetooth. Sans stood back and nodded. Finished with his task, moving out the closet starting the music. Loud music started playing throughout the room. Nice, I like this one Sans thought.
Every monster has a song that plays when they start their passion dance. This song changes as the monster does as well as the type of dance. Monsters NEED to dance or they die. It is in their blood to dance. Sans was an amazing standard and latten dancer when young. Papyrus knows this as fact. He learned from Sans. None know what happens to a monster when they don't dance other than death. Symptoms are unknown if there are any to begin with. At least that is what they think. Sans knows better. Symptom after symptom, agony it what it is, But Sans stopped caring. Nothing he thought of would make him want to dance again. Fear, depression, and loss of passion.