A/N: If you have not read How To Mend A Soul Please STOP and go back and read it first.... otherwise you will be lost... This is the sequel to that book. It is based on Dancetale and it has lemons you have been warned.

Frisk told Mettaton about what happened at the nice cream shop. He, of course, helped her get ready for what Frisk figures to be a special night. It was a simple light blue summer dress. She waited for Sans outside the hotel. Glancing at the watch 5 minutes before 6 .... This is so nerve wrecking. She didn't know what to expect, but at the same time, she could feel her heartbeat strum faster. Maybe he was going to surprise her with flowers. No, he isn't the type. Perhaps he is going to dance with her. That would be really nice. Life was changing so quick for Frisk. It was less than a week ago when they saved Asriel, and now her and Sans were a couple. Life was good.

Sans thanked his stars that he had the abilities he did. Otherwise, he'd be running late. He had said six and, well, things hadn't gone to plan since he'd left Frisk after the ice cream parlor earlier that day to go check up on his supplies and run a few other errands. He'd had to deal with insects and a number of other problems before he could return for the promised star-gazing. It was almost impossible to think that so little time had passed since he'd seen

Frisk, his girlfriend, who the night before had shown him an incredible experience that could be had between the two of them. He treasured her for more than just that though, she had always been something special, and it was only recently he'd had a chance to let her know just how special he thought she was. So, because of the "bumps" he'd encountered, it was two minutes until the hour when he showed up in front of the hotel.

"heya." She turned to meet the gaze of her skeleton boyfriend. Frisk smiled the moment she hears his voice "Sans you are on time for once a new personal best. By the way, you are looking really handsome tonight."

"cute sweetheart." He replied through his smile was a little bigger than usual at the last comment. He had changed out of his usual attire and instead had a dark blue sweater beneath his typical jacket and some thin slacks.

"I always think you look handsome in anything you wear." A rumble like sound seemed to come from him at the comment.

"What do you think Sans? Mettaton helped pick out the dress for tonight. I am so excited to see the stars with you."

"he has good taste, you look better than the stars." She brushed her hair back in a nervous act but at the same time revealing the "tattoo" he left on her and the bite mark from last night's passion.

"Thanks, Sans..." He smiled and offered his arm to her. She intertwined her arm into his and immediately laid her head on his arm. He gave her arm a gentle pat, it was a system he'd talked about using, before he'd left her to run his errands, one to let her know ahead of time that he was going to shortcut. A simple gesture most wouldn't think anything of, but she'd had trouble with disorientation the first several times and without something to distract her during it or beforehand it seemed to have an effect on her stability upon arriving at the destination. Frisk braced herself by closing her eyes and count to five. When she hit five, they'd been there already for a few seconds, when she opened her eyes she saw they were on a hill with a blanket spread out and even a picnic basket. There were some lights on the corners of the blanket so that they could see to eat or drink, but it wouldn't obstruct their view of the stars, the lanterns also gave off an earthy sort of scent of lemon to keep the bugs off.

Frisk just gasped at the sight. If someone had told her that this is what was going to happen to her, she would have taken it as a joke. Things like this don't happen to people like her. Tears instantly pooled under her eyes. "Sans... I can't believe you did this for us...this looks so amazing." She looked up at him, smiling so big that she swore it couldn't get any bigger. He smiled at her, his gaze full of his love and adoration.

"nothing is too good for you." She glanced down with a blush.

"Well, I see someone's been reading up on dating tips." A soft chuckle was his response to that as he tugged her to the blanket, with the sun just starting to set there was still light enough to see by, too much to look at the stars just yet. Her heart pounded so hard she could swear anyone nearby can feel it. As he led her to the blanket all she could do was just feel so loved at this moment.

"Sans I know I just said this but wow.... this is amazing. Thank you..."

"I'm glad you're enjoying it. Honestly, i've been considering doing this for a while now. I always wanted to share the stars with you." It was almost hard to believe that he was actually sitting next to her now, on a blanket, about to look up at the stars in the sky. Many nights he'd looked up at them, alone, on a rooftop in the city and had wished she had been there to see it... to laugh at his jokes or to just be there talking about every day things. Like they were doing now. For him, the past week had been both a nightmare and a dream come true, a dream he had only thought would happen to someone else.

Her eyes refused to look at the stars. She just stared at his beautiful eye lights. His adoration for her and the stars. "You are my everything Sans... if I was told that I can only see one last thing in my life it would be your eye lights. They are brighter than any star I have ever known." He flushed at the comment, not sure what to say to that in return; the light was slowly fading, and the stars were beginning to gradually appear in the sky.

"if i was told the same thing... you'd be what i'd want to see last." She snuggled into his chest.

"You are just copying me now you are the romantic of us remember."

"just because i am, doesn't make it any less true starlight." Her blush is ever red.

"I love you, Sans."

"i love you too Frisk."

"Would you tell me some of the stories I never did get to hear?"

"what kind of stories?" She thought about it.

"How do you know so much about the stars?" He smiled a little at the question.

"my father used to bring home books for me to read. said i was the smart one. one of the things he brought home was a book that was all about stars. i read it from cover to cover in a single evening... i was so fascinated by them. how a huge burning thing in space could bring light to other places, if only dimly and the history of how they were so significant to humans and monsters alike."

"That is so amazing. How come..." She stopped herself. She never saw Sans with his father and nor did he ever mention him before. If she mentions him now, it could possibly ruin the date. "I mean how come you turned out so brilliant?" She laughed sheepishly. He was silent for a moment before lightly brushing a hand through her hair, instead of answering, he asked a question himself. His voice was gentle.

"what were you going to ask before?" Her heart felt like it stopped. Not only that but the world seemed quiet and still. Her eyes met with his as to see if what she was asking was genuinely okay. "How come you ... never mentioned your dad before." She murmured the end. She had no memories of her real parents. So when she saw Sans and Paps alone, she thought maybe her life wasn't so bizarre after all.

"that's kind of a complicated one. the reason i don't, normally, is... because i'm the only who knows he even existed."

"Wait a minute. How is that possible?" Her heart on her sleeve she saw the pain on his face. There was a moment of silence before he spoke again.

"my father was the former royal scientist, a brilliant skeleton who was the one who made the core possible so that monsters could have power while underground. he even designed the first puzzles that helped monsters navigate Holland. i don't really remember how old i was at the time, but ... i remember that Alphys and myself were to help him with a new experiment. he said he might be able to find a way around the barrier. through a place, he called the void." The way he spoke was normal really, just softer and it was evident this wasn't the easiest of stories. Frisk naturally took his hand intertwining her fingers into his.

"Sans... you can tell me later if it hurts... we can just enjoy the stars." He shook his head though; he wanted to be able, to be honest with her, and while some part of the story wasn't easy because he sometimes still missed his father, it was a story she'd hear sooner or later, and he didn't see any reason really to not tell her.

"it's fine. so, this place he spoke of, he said it would act like a sort of go-between place between the underground and the surface if we traveled through it. trouble is doing so safely. see, it's the same place i travel through when i take a shortcut, but i'm there so little time that there's no real danger. dad wanted to make sure that it was safe to be there."

"You mean you could have died using your little jumps." Her voice actually cracked a little. She always believed it is safe, but the chance of Sans dying especially now in their relationship had an effect on her.

"when we were testing it, sure, but that was years ago... and dad made sure it was safe before he ever let me do it. He was the first one to always test something himself before he ever let anyone else do any testing. In case something went wrong.... well, one day, something did. I can't really recall what was actually wrong with the machine. it was supposed to be a secondary function for the DT Extractor... to be able to harness a monster's magic and use it to send them to another place via the void, but longer distances. the longer the distance is, the longer the one traveling is in the void. that's when it becomes dangerous."