The lady showed Frisk and Papyrus several apartments which took way longer than Frisk could expect, but she was introduced to a two bedroom apartment. It was a lovely apartment and the second room can be used for either as a guest bedroom for Papyrus or for Sans extras. The best part was it was only four blocks away from the dance studio.

"What do you think Papyrus?"

"I THINK IT'S A BIT SMALL, BUT PERHAPS IT'S PERFECT FOR YOU AND SANS."

"Thanks for coming with me going apartment searching. I will tell the realtor that we probably get this one, but I want to show Sans first. I wonder what is taking him so long to call me or text me..." A little voice of worry entered her head a voice that said maybe you should go check.

"NO PROBLEM FRISK! OH, DO YOU WANT TO SEE THE DANCE STUDIO? I'M SURE SANS IS THERE NOW, IT IS ALMOST TIME FOR HIS CLASS!"

"That would be great Paps. I would love to see him in dance class. Can you take me there?" Frisk briefly told the realtor that she would be back with her boyfriend to potentially sign the papers. The woman agreed to wait for them.

"SURE I WILL TAKE YOU TO HIM FRISK. IT IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER. NOT LITERALLY BUT IT IS A SAYING, YOU UNDERSTAND FRISK." Frisk nodded as followed Papyrus to the dance studio. It looked like a nice studio as she approached she became more excited to talk to Sans about their future home. The building looked small on the outside, but as the studio, she'd looked at, it was more prominent on the inside with a couple of hallways and doors that led to various rooms. Papyrus was walking with her when he heard some Latin music and had to stop to look inside; after all, it was his thing. Several doors down a door were open and quiet laughter was coming from the room. A female voice could be heard softly saying something followed by her laughter then Sans'.

"okay... okay... so like this then?"

Frisk snuck up, she needed a better view of this person or monster, that was making this person or monster laugh but was also making Sans laugh. When she got to the room, she saw that there were only two souls in the place. Two monsters to be precise. One was obviously Sans as he was trying to stretch out into a new pose to mimic what he was seeing. The other was a monster. A skeleton monster. She was quite the strange sight, she wore an amethyst dress, its skirt swishing with her movements, her eye lights were brilliant and not just to show emotion of delight, but they were also a purple that rivaled the dress she wore. A black veil graced her head, much like a nun's habit, but it covered more and a dark face veil seemed to hide the rest of her features though she didn't seem to care that the skirt of the dress swished about her knees. The dress' sleeves stopped just at her wrists, and she wore black, soft-soled shoes that reminded Frisk of a young child's first ballet slippers as they lacked the shape of professional ballet slippers but were similar nonetheless.

She didn't know how to feel. Her heart started to ache the moment she saw them together. It was like he didn't love her. The skeleton girl was beautiful, elegant and made Sans laugh. She moved away from the door to make sure they couldn't see her. She bit her lower lip.

"So Sans, how are things going? You didn't really answer the question when you came in."

"well, i got distracted by that new move you were doing."

"So I saw. Now, answer the question Foxtrot and don't lie." He got distracted by her... Her body got his full attention. I mean if she is a dancer it would make sense but why would he say such a thing to another woman? I mean how he would feel if I went up to a male monster and just said that? What would he think if I would do that? Why is he doing this to me? I thought he loved me....

"okay. geez, you know me too well. so far things are going well, aside from Frisk being sick. that's a mistake i won't make again. Paps and i finally talked... thanks to her. so, i think things are finally moving along well. since we're on the surface... i have a question for you. why are you even here? it doesn't make any sense."

She can tell when he is holding a secret... I don't know if I can read him that well. I have to ask him constantly how he feels and even then I feel like I have to pull him out emotionally during this ....monster... can do it so quickly. A mistake.... I heard him say my name and being a mistake he won't make again... I knew that me being sick and everything that happened that night just ruined it. The fact he is telling this SKANK about it and not me is just horrible. WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS? Is his dance studies just an excuse to just get away to meet someone? Was I only being used for temporary relief? Lust... Chara said it maybe she was right his feelings perhaps is just lust... NO NO NO .... Sans is not like that... he can't be .... I can't be that stupid... but here he is ...who never makes friends with a female.... That I never met before who makes him laugh...

"I'm here to protect you."

"from what?"

"More like from who." This tore at her very being she couldn't take any more. She left before her heart could be destroyed by these words happening between the two of them. She walked out of the dance studio; she didn't want to make a scene. Papyrus is somewhere nearby, but she didn't want to deal with it. Frisk just kept walking until she found herself at a park. It was a quiet place to cry.

"come on Aria, don't just leave me hanging here. You wouldn't be here for nothing."

"I saw Error. That is why." There was thick silence that followed her words.

"SANS! THERE YOU ARE! WAIT... WHERE IS FRISK?" Sans looked over at his brother who was standing in the door.

"huh? You mean she was here?"

"WELL SHE WAS, BUT I STOPPED A MOMENT AND THEN SHE WAS GONE." Sans frowned a little, that didn't sound like Frisk to just disappear like that.

"I don't like the sound of that."

"me either, that isn't like her."

"Hmmm, the door was open, do you think she overheard us? If so..." The thought hadn't even crossed his mind, but he stiffened at the idea that maybe she had. His mind racing over the things they'd been talking about... he hoped she hadn't... that she hadn't just gotten the wrong idea...

"we need to find her Paps."