When the three excited candy seekers reached the first door, they pounded on it and yelled "Trick-or-treat!" When it opened. Your neighbour was startled, but quickly smiled and gave them the candy the desired. They then ran off to the next apartment. You thanked the neighbour as you passed and apologized when the group nearly bowled over a pack of kids. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea... You internally groaned. Well at least they were having fun.

After the first floor things shuffled around a little bit. Undyne, Papyrus and Frisk still led the pack, but the others started getting into the spirit of Halloween as they began to collect more candy and were right up there with them. Sans had finally been released from Undyne's grip, and was following behind the group quietly. You were swept up into the middle of things, and though you thought yourself too old to collect candy and hadn't in years, you started getting quite the pile. The monsters seemed to intend to hit every single apartment in the building. By the seventh floor, your pillowcase was almost stuffed completely full. Everyone else's bags were in a similar state (minus Sans, who didn't seem to want all that much). You were ready to call it a night, but the others were still going strong.

You started hanging at the back of the group, letting them continue their fun while you dragged your bag behind you. Eventually Sans fell in step with you, candy bag slung over his shoulder. "looking a little tired there, kitten." He said.

"Ha, I could say the same about you. Your bag isn't even half-full!"

"what can i say, i'm a monster of tastes. not just any candy will do."

You managed to snag his bag and started digging through it. "Yeah, marshmallows and Cheeto's, real tasteful."

He grinned and took his bag back, stealing yours as well in the process. "like your bag is any better! how are you gonna eat all this anyway? you're bone thin." He gestured to your painted leg and arm.

"Says the guys who doesn't even have a stomach."

"who said i didn't?"

You pulled your candy bag away from him as he tried to steal some of your ketchup chips. "Well do you?" You asked, trying to snag your stolen chip bags. He danced out of reach though and stuffed them into his bag and you huffed at him.

"maybe maybe not." He laughed. You smiled despite yourself, deciding you liked the sound of his laugh. Wait what? Your mind suddenly jumped in. Confusion started to creep into you as you thought about the decision. Luckily Sans provided a distraction. "so hey, i thought i should thank you again."

"For what?" You blinked, realizing the others were leaving you behind and speeding up your pace slightly.

"for the cd and inviting us. Pap hasn't stopped listening to that disk and you should have seen how excited he was. i almost had to tie him down- he want to come over at like, 10 this morning."

You laughed at the thought. "Well you're welcome. I'm glad you guys came- this would have been a really lame Halloween if I was alone.

"glad we offered a bone-ified distraction."

You laughed again and Papyrus began protesting. "SANS NO, I CAN HEAR YOU FROM HERE!"

"sorry Pap." Sans snickered. The others were all waiting for you at the emergency staircase, holding the door open as other trick-or-treaters passed through. You saw that Papyrus was now carrying Frisk's bag as well as his own, as her's had grown much too big to carry.

"Hey guys," You said, realizing that not much more candy would fit in anyone's bags and that only Papyrus and Undyne weren't struggling with the loads (Sans didn't count). Besides, it was starting to get late and you were some of the last trick-or-treaters out. "Why don't we head back up to my place and play garage band?"

"Mmmm, sounds good to me. Any more candy will ruin my physique." Mettaton answered.

"GREAT IDEA, OBVIOUSLY BASED ON MY EVEN GREATER IDEA BEFORE!" Papyrus added. Frisk nodded a few time and started running up the stairs, Flowey bouncing unhappily on her head.

"TO BATTLE!" Undyne yelled, sprinting after Frisk. The rest of the monsters started running up in short order, prompted when Undyne yelled down, "Last one up is a loser!"

You managed to make it up the steps fifth, barely passing Mettaton on the staircase and falling just behind Papyrus. Sans beat everyone, using his teleportation to cheat his way up the staircase. "No fair!" Muffet complained, having come in last.

"Hahaha! Muffet is the loser!" Undyne struck a dramatic pose and pointed to the spider woman. She had made it up second.

"you snooze you lose." Sans shrugged.

"I call foul! Sans cheated!" You jumped in, defending Muffet. Frisk, the third place victor, nodded in agreement.

"i thought we already determined we weren't birds?"

"I AGREE- SANS IS DEFINITELY A LOSER!"

"hey, don't go ganging up on me."

"Fine,l it doesn't matter anyway, cause that makes you first the worst!" You said happily. Sans lightly jabbed the end of his scythe into your stomach.

"you don't look much like a queen to me."

"But I still have a great king!" You grinned, linking your arm with Papyrus'.

"NYEH HEH HEH!"

"temMiE tHe exEcuTiOneR! rOar!"

Frisk playfully squealed and starting running from Temmie, with the rest of you following suit. Temmie happily continued yelling roar and vibrated/chased you down the hall. Undyne once again kicked the door to your apartment open (thankfully not breaking the lock), and everyone piled in. Someone stepped on the train of your dress, and you ended up falling into Papyrus and creating a domino effect. He fell onto Frisk, who grabbed Undyne's metal skirt, as the ones coming into the apartment behind you tripped over the mess. Somehow you ended up on your back, legs over Papyrus' chest, laying across Sans' chest, with Temmie on your stomach and Undyne's back under your butt. You burst out laughing, and others soon followed suit.

"Oh my, what happened here?" Toriel said, sounding concerned and coming over to the mess you all made. Nabstablook was the only one who got out unscathed.

"guys, please stop piling all this stress on me!" Sans laughed between breaths. That made you laugh harder. Toriel joined in on the laughter, and Asgore meandered over to investigate.

"Wow, I didn't know you guys were all falling so hard for me." You couldn't help but add. More laughter awarded your pun. Even Papyrus laughed along. After the laughter turned into giggles and the gasping of breath, Undyne finally stood up. Since she was at the bottom of the pile it sent everyone else tumbling away. Some of you ended up in the hallway, and you ended up lying on top of Sans. His face was literally two inches from yours.

You flushed scarlet, realizing how close you came to accidentally kissing him. He "raised" an eyebrow and grinned. "now who's falling for who?"

"Sorry," You sputtered, then half wheezed, half squealed as Papyrus scooped you off of Sans and swung you around. You laughed again and he placed you on the floor.

"COME ON LAZY BONES!" He said, pushing you towards the room.

"Let's get this competition STARTED already!" Undyne insisted loudly.

So, you went about collecting the instruments, as Undyne broke out the alcohol. You ended up choosing Rock Band 3, and went about deciding exactly how everything would work as Nabstablook set it up. Everyone decided that they did infact want a contest, using the total percentages at the end of each song for each team to decide the victor. Then, the winning team could give the losing team a punishment, whether it applied to just one person or the group. Nothing too extreme though. To decide the teams, we would cut up pieces of paper and put coloured dots on them, then draw the papers from a hat. There would be four teams of three- a drummer, singer and guitarist. And, to finalize the rules it was decided that everyone would play on hard. The only one not playing at all was Flowey.

"Alright! Let's chose the teams." You announced, holding the hat in front of you. Everyone took a slip of paper, and at the same time looked at their colours. You ended up with a purple dot.

"Red!" Undyne cried out, trying to find her teammates. Frisk ran over to her and Mettaton joined them.

"I-I got blue." Alphys announced.

"TemMie tOo!"

"I am blue as well." Asgore rumbled.

"Who else has green?" Toriel asked.

"I do." Muffet answered.

"...So do I... Oh, I hope I don't mess up..." Nabstablook floated towards the two of them.

That meant...

"I HAVE A PURPLE DOT." Papyrus announced.

"cool, me too." Sans waved his piece of paper lazily in the air from his lounging position on the couch.

"Guess I'm on your team then." You smiled.

"We call going first!" Undyne declared.

"we call last." Sans replied.

"Why don't we go second then?" Asgore suggested to his group.

"And we'll go third." Toriel smiled.

With everything decided, Undyne, Frisk and Mettaton took the stage while the rest of you sat down. Once again, you ended up with Sans' legs on your lap. They started up, Undyne pounding the drums, Frisk clicking away on her guitar, and Mettaton singing away. The next group featured Temmie on drums, Asgore on vocals, and Alphys on guitar. Third up had Toriel singing away, Muffet skillfully handling the guitar, and Nabstablook on the drum. Finally it was your group. Clearly you were put on the microphone, Sans took up the drums, and Papyrus was left with the guitar. Each group played the same three, prechosen songs, and Alphys tallied up the percentages as we went. To make it even better and possibly more challenging, everyone had to switch out their instruments so they got a different one for each song. Everyone had their own strengths and weaknesses, but in the end Undyne, Frisk and Mettaton pulled out as the victors. Unfortunately that left you, Sans and Papyrus as the losers. You were doing okay, but you sucked at the drums and Papyrus could never quite seem to get the hang of the guitar.

"FUHUHU! We have reigned victorious!" Undyne cheered, giving Frisk a high five. Mettaton, purred his appreciation and pointed to you.

"And as the victors we get to chose your punishment!"

"lay it on me buddy." Sans said, seeming totally cool with the outcome.

"I'M SORRY THAT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, CAUSED OUR GROUP TO FAIL."

"Aw, don't worry Papyrus it was our fault too." You tried to lift his spirits a bit. You were a bit nervous at what Undyne, Mettaton and Frisk would chose as the punishment, but decided you'd go through with it no matter what. The three of them huddled in the corner, whispering among themselves and giggling every so often. Finally they turned back to you, Frisk scampering off to get something from one of the candy bags.

"ALRIGHT! We've decided upon your challenge." Undyne started.

"You're going to love it darlings." Mettaton added as Frisk scampered back over. You wondered what kind of alcohol induced shenanigans they'd get you up too. You could feel a pleasant buzz throughout your system, and seeing as Undyne and Mettaton had both consumed almost twice the cider you had it might get pretty crazy.

"You guys..." Mettaton started.

"HAVE to play the pocky game with each other!" Undyne finished and Frisk produced a box of pockys she'd received. There were some snickers, laughs, and gasps throughout the room.

Oh crapballs. You though, feeling a blush work its way up your cheeks.Sans, snorted and started coughing, halfway through a sip of cider when they announced the punishment. Your hand went to the ring on your finger. For once you were wearing it as it matched your costume and didn't think anyone would ask questions. Would this count as cheating if you actually played through?

"WAIT, WHAT'S THE POCKY GAME AGAIN?" Papyrus asked.

Frisk happily demonstrated, sticking a pocky into Flowey's mouth and happily munching away at it until her face booped against his. "Stop doing that!" Flowey protested loudly, hissing as a bright blush broke out over his cheeks. Based on his reaction you guessed they'd done that before.

"OH." Papyrus stuttered, glancing at you, then at Sans, and then to the floor.

"And you HAVE to kiss. NO breaking AWAY!" Undyne added loudly. While Undyne explained, Mettaton had snagged your camera and was getting ready to take some photos.

Frisk seemed pleased with herself, and offered the box to you. You took a long drink of cider for liquid courage and snagged the box. "Let's do this." A fluttering feeling started up in your stomach and you knew your cheeks were red, but you ignored it and pulled out a pocky. "Who's up first?"

"let's get this out of the way Pap." Sans sighed in resignation, taking the pocky from you and pinching it between his teeth. Papyrus cautiously took the other end and started munching away at the same time his brother did. At least they were related- that probably made it a little less awkward. Neither of them broke away, and their teeth clacked together. They practically jumped a foot away from each other, Papyrus gagging and Sans rubbing his mouth with his sleeve. Everyone laughed.

"I NEVER WANT TO DO THAT AGAIN!" Papyrus cried, rubbing at his teeth.

"agreed." Sans made a blech noise and stuck a blue tongue out you didn't know he had. You laughed at their reaction.

"You're turn (y/n)!" Mettaton wiggled his fingers at you and cooing. You stopped laughing and swallowed. Right. You didn't think this was cheating. I mean, they were just your friends, and it was just for fun. And besides, it's not like Mitchell would ever find out, right? And Mettaton was one of the few who knew about your engagement to Mitchell, so he wouldn't have suggested the game if it was wrong.

"Who's first?" You asked, turning to the skele-bros and placing a pocky between your lips. Let's just get it over with! I can't back out now... The brothers shared a look before Papyrus stepped forwards, a red-orange blush staining his cheek bones. He took the other end of the pocky, and started munching as you did. You pinched your eyes shut when your faces were a few millimeters away from each other, then felt his teeth press against your lips. He jumped back a millisecond later. More laughing, as well as some whistles and ooo-ing. Papyrus didn't seem to know what to do with himself, blushing brighter and stuttering something unintelligible. He was so innocent and cute you giggled.

"Oooooo~ You kissed (y/n) Papy! Good for you." Mettaton purred, winking at you.

"EGAD! YOU'RE RIGHT!" He yelled, blushing further upon realizing he just kissed a famous person. "I APOLOGIZE!"

"It's fine," you giggle, taking another sip of cider before pulling out a third pocky. "Alright Sans, our turn."

"uh, maybe we can skip it?" He answered, avoiding looking in your eyes. You also spotted a light blue tint on his cheeks again. You frowned.

"Oh no you DON'T!" Undyne yelled. "You CAN'T get out of this that easily!"

You pinched the pocky between your teeth and leaned towards Sans, the fluttering in your stomach intensifying but the buzzing of alcohol making you brave. After a second he reluctantly leaned forwards and took the other end of the pocky between his teeth. You started eating, matching his much slower pace. Where as with Papyrus he seemed to want to get the whole process over quickly, this time he seemed to not want it to happen at all. Even so you ate along, closing your eyes at you got closer and closer together. You could feel his breath fluttering across your cheeks, and knew you were getting really close. Opening your eyes confirmed that. At the last possible second, Sans pulled away by turning his head and leaning back, skull flushing blue. You blinked a few times, startled, as everyone laughed and booed Sans. He pulled his hood further over his head and grumbled, "s-shut up."

You finished off the rest of the pocky, sitting up, and wondering why you were a little disappointed with the outcome. I have Mitchell. You scolded your emotions. Sans is just a friend.

"SANS!" Undyne yelled. "You WEREN'T supposed to break away!"

"For shame Sans!" Mettaton booed.

You felt a thorn of sympathy lodge itself in your heart as the others continued to tease him. So, in a split second decision you leaned over and pressed you lips to one of his bony cheeks. Everyone paused, staring at you. You leaned back and shrugged, it's not like you hadn't done that before."There," You said with an award winning smile. "No harm no foul. Now I thought this was supposed to be a party? Let's dance!"

You then jumped up and pointed at Nabstablook, who quickly pressed play on the CD player. Music blasted through the speakers and you began to dance. Soon enough the others were shrugging and joining in. Because of this, no one really noticed as Sans blushed again and lifted a bony hand to the cheek you planted a kiss on.

You threw your arms up and let go, the cider in your system loosening you up greatly. Pretty much everyone joined in- even Flowey started swaying back and forth in his flower pot. The only one who wouldn't stand was Sans. You waved him over, but he shook his head and took another sip of cider. Fine. You thought, ruin my plans to get everyone dancing again. Let's show him what he's missing!

Okay, yes, alcohol made you act like a doofus, but you were having too much fun to care. You switched around from dancing with Frisk, letting her hold you hands as you swung her around, to dancing with Papyrus. You also swung around with Muffet, and wiggled with Temmie, but your favourite by far was dancing a little risquely with Mettaton. That opened a few eyes. Dancing before had been fun, but with the introduction of alcohol it became a solid ten. And all your routines up on stage were starting to bleed into whatever you were doing.

A few more drinks were passed around and everyone was solidly drunk. You had switched from dancing to playing other party games and more garageband. It was a blast. Sans often laughed hard at the drunken antics, throwing in puns whenever he could. It was around one am that people started to drop. First Asgore passed out on a chair, and Toriel gently asked you if they could stay the night. She had remained one of the more sober, along with Sans. You bubbly said yes, and went about trying to find the spare blankets, pillows and sheets for everyone. Asgore was a heavy sleeper, and the rest of you went back to dancing. Soon after, Frisk was put to bed with Flowey in your room, and Toriel joined them a little later. Next went Papyrus, then Alphys, Temmie, and Nabstablook. Finally, it was just you, Mettaton, Muffet and Sans awake.

Sufficiently drunk, all common sense went out the window. You walked over to Sans, doing this weird little dancing shimmy, and leaned closer to him. "Come on Sans," You slurred. "Join us! It's your last chance."

He laughed, loudly. "you're looking a little drunk there, kitten. why don't you sit down instead." He patted the seat beside him.

"What???? Psh, no. And miss this fun?" You tried to take another sip of the drink in your hand. Sans placed a hand over the cups mouth, blocking you and confiscating it.

"yeah no, i think you've had enough of that."

You stuck you lip out into a pout, then snagged the skeletons wrist. "Come on Sans, dance!"

Mettaton voiced his approval before continuing to chat and dance with Muffet. Sans stood a very stiffly at first, hands shoved into his pockets and head lowered. You tried to coax him out of this reluctance by circling around him and dancing a little seductively. A few times you grabbed one of his elbows and spun him around, trying to get him to do something. After a few minutes he started to loosen up, laughing at your ridiculous moves. Unfortunately you had reached the end of your rope. Exhaustion and intoxication finally got the better of you and you stumbled forwards, tilting dangerously off balance. Sans caught you, and you found yourself cushioned against one of his arms and chest.

"easy there-" He said gently waving at Mettaton to stop the music. It cut out a split second later.

"Sorry." You mumbled almost incoherently.

"heh, it's cool, kitten. let's get you to bed."

"Toriel and Frisk are in my room."

"then you'll take the couch." Sans then swept you into his arm, bride style, and lay you gently on the couch. You sagged into the cushions, trying to get comfortable. You felt someone pull off your heels and headband, wrapping a blanket snuggly around your shoulders.

"Thanks..." You sighed, slipping into unconsciousness.

"no problem, kitten."

And with that, you were out like a light.

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