Sans giggled at the mirror screen, watching a shaking emoji wiggle about on the screen. Ever since they left Wonderland, things had been perfect. Him and Chara picked up with one another easily, and would text each other over their mirrors whenever they could. Toriel even let Chara come to Sans' school once in awhile, so Chara would join their group and eat lunch. It was fun.

One of the more permanent changes were the new students. Frisk, child of Alice Wonderland, and Asriel, Chara's little brother, both joined Monster Kid's grade and now attended Ever After High. They kept the little guy distracted from following Undyne, so it worked out pleasantly. They even made a little friend group, it was adorable. Like a smaller, younger version of Alphys' friend group.

Things were good. Except for a few people, specifically those who had benefited greatly from Sans becoming evil. Mettaton was one of them. Sans knew Mettaton had snapped at Papyrus during one point, but thankfully Papyrus knew the real reason and hadn't taken it too personally.

"IT'S OKAY, I KNOW HE'S STRUGGLING!" Papyrus had said as a response, "I GUESS I SHOULD GIVE HIM SOME SPACE."

Bless Papyrus. Sans was pretty sure evil would have ruled the world if it wasn't for Papyrus' pureness that spread across all land that he touched. If someone found out that Papyrus' birth had inadvertently lead to Sans' goodness, Sans wouldn't be that surprised. Papyrus just existing created a sense of hope with how kind he was.

Things were nice now. Sans hung out with his friends. Sometimes he played video games with Chara. Alphys managed to transfer one of her classes to a science one. Grillby was inheriting his parents business and was studying cooking more closely.

Everyone was happy. It was nice.

"Mettaton said he wanted us to meet up before school," Alphys had explained, watching Sans set his mirror back into his bookbag. "His friend is attending our school and he's in all of your classes, so he wants you to show him around."

Admittedly, not the best way to spend his day, but Sans was fine with it. Maybe he could add a new friend to his ever growing friend group? It was a possibility.

Mettaton soon arrived, stepping out of his own limo with an undeterminable expression upon his face. After a moment, another person followed, and Sans' jaw dropped.

Holy crap, that guy was hot.

Thick white hair was brushed to the side, with firm purple eyes, almost magical, glancing down at Sans. He was tall, a fully defined ab line perminating through his shirt. Welp, there went Sans, being extremely gay, as per usual. Mettaton himself was enough, but his friend as well? Where did Mettaton find all of these hot guys? And could Sans go there?

"This is my good friend, uh... Meer Shards. Yes. Meer Shards."

"It's nice to meet you." His voice was like honey, silky and calm, almost lulling in a sense. Sans perked up at being noticed, his hot guy alarms ringing loudly throughout his skull.

"Oh, uh... hey! I'm Sans, Sans Cheshire." Sans tried to keep his bones from clattering excitedly. Mettaton was one thing, but this guy just stepped off the playing field. No way those biceps were real. No freaking way.

"You're Sans, son of the Evil King? The most powerful man in all of fairytale history? You're like a celebrity!" Meer said, grin wide. "That's so cool!"

"Really? Nah, it ain't," Sans said, waving off the subject. "My Dad freaking sucks. And I'm not even following my destiny, so it doesn't matter."

Sans didn't notice how the boys expression seemed to deflate slightly. Only Mettaton did, who glanced to the side with surprise.

"So, anyway, you're in all of my classes! Could you show me the ropes?" Meer asked, folding his arms behind his back with his own smile.

Sans offered a short smile. "Sure thing."

Meer was giving a fake smile. Alphys could tell.

Seeing Sans agree to show the new kid around, she turned towards Mettaton. "Is everything okay?"

"I'm fine." Mettaton shook away her worry.

She sighed gently, watching him push her away. This was what she was afraid of, letting people down by not following her destiny. Her and Mettaton were practically raised together, so...

Wait, no. Shaking away those thoughts, she let Mettaton dwell on his new, uncertain future. She made her choice. Mettaton would just have to deal with it. Maybe Meer was just a little iffy of Sans because of Mettaton. None of her business. Snow White would try to fix these issues, she didn't have to anymore.

"Oh wow, we have all of the same classes." Sans' tail wagged back and forth behind him. "Guess you will be sticking with me today."

Meer smiled gently, purple eyes raking over Sans. "I guess so. Do you have any favorite class on your schedule? Mine is Wonderland class, I bet that'll be fun."

Hearing that, Sans perked up. "No way! That's my favorite class as well! Wonderland class is so much fun, you're going to love it. My sister goes with me usually, but she's sick today, so we can..."

Mettaton watched as Sans went off on a tangent, eyeing Gaster gently. The disguised man worked around social situations well.

So this was it, right? His plan? He'd just work to befriend Sans, then he'd convince him to become evil. Simply enough. Alphys would become poisoned, and everyone would go back to the good old days. The Headmaster also didn't like the change of events, so... Mettaton should have support. He was just changing things to the way they had been.

It'd be fine. Mettaton breathed gently, pressing a hand against his chest. For Blooky.

~~~~~~

The first two periods went rather fun. Sans wasn't a fan of his Spells and Curses class, but Meer was a delightful addition to his day. The guy made jokes with Sans, laughed to the nekos puns, then they ended up talking about a book. Honestly, the guy was amazing. It was almost as if he knew what Sans thought about things, because their opinions practically were identical. Meer thought one book was overrated? Sans had been ranting about it since he was thirteen. Meer thought one book had a misunderstood villain? Sans did as well. In fact, he and Grillby had talked about it the other day inside of the boys bathroom while skipping class.

Hey, maybe it was just the conclusion of friendship him and Chara found again, but Sans was oddly optimistic about creating new bonds with people. And why wouldn't he be? Everything in his life was going great! Not only did he have a great parent back into his life, his Mom, he was best friends with a close group of people. Then, on top of it, his destiny was his own. He had a great Mom, a great sister, awesome friends, and a future for his own taking. Now he was developing a new friendship with an incredibly hot guy that got along great with Sans, not to mention had the same thoughts as Sans did!

Now that everything else in his life was good, Sans could consider dating. He never did think of it as a possibility before, but... Sans didn't have to hide who he was now.

"... And yeah, that's kinda the story I'm writing. It's not much, but I like writing romance and adventure." Sans smiled softly, ears tilting back at Meer at the end of their third period.

"That sounds awesome. You do have a good story, and I think your romance between them is pretty believable." Meer said. He ran a hand through his hair, and as if he was trying to appear even hotter, he leaned back, once again causing his ab outline to be seen through his shirt.

Sans chuckled lightly, smile still engraved on his face. "Thanks."

"You know Sans, you have such a pretty smile."

Hearing the compliment, Sans' ears and tail shot up, blush bright blue on his face. "O-Oh?"

Meer pushed his body forward in his desk, pale, almost white arms crossed on the wooden surface. "It is. You're fairly attractive."

"And uh... yer hot too, since we're exchanging compliments randomly." Sans rubbed the back of his neck, face now easily comparable to his hoodies bright blue. "Oh wow, would you look at that, I forgot to do question six!"

To avoid showing his blush, Sans forced his face down, trying out the question that eluded him. Evil classes weren't really his thing, but he had to wait until next year to change his schedule fully.

"It's B," Meer said after briefly scanning the question.

Sans blinked, looking down at the answers. Wow, he was smart, he got the question pretty easily. Maybe he took this class in his last school.

A brush of knees dragged Sans out of his thoughts, as he found Meer leaning even closer, gaze softly gathered onto the short skeleton as if Sans was his entire world.

"Would you like to come out with me to lunch?"

Lunch?

"My friends and I eat lunch outside, we have this little clearing," Sans said, pointing over his shoulder to the window. "If you want to join us you can -"

"No, I mean we go outside of this school. The lunch food here isn't that good, and I have money. I can take you into town and we could eat there."

"How do you know the lunch food here isn't good if it's your first day?"

Meer didn't even so much as blink. "All school food is terrible."

Okay, fair. Sans couldn't blame him there. The only time the food was good was when it was Alphys' birthday. Awkward for Alphys, yes, but the cake was freaking delicious.

Sans considered the offer, tapping absentmindedly against his mirror in his bag. He loved eating with his friends, it was the only time they all could meet up during school. They could meet up after school, though. And what about Grillby? He always made Sans lunch.

Sans always felt guilty when he cooked for him. Knowing that Grillby only did because Sans saved him. Grillby certainly had other things to do, he probably didn't even like cooking for Sans. It took time out of his day, and he only continued daily over a feeling of obligation.

"Come on, you meet with your friends everyday, and you're going to meet with them some other times, right?" Meer tilted his head, "And if you want, we can just go out and buy some food. I'd hate to have to go alone."

With the compromise, Sans found himself nodding. "Okay, sure."

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Alphys watched the next message pop up onto her mirror, shooing away a fluttering bird from her shoulder.

Hot guy alert ;0 Like seriously, hot guy alert here. Freaking model at this point tbh - Sans

And he invited me out to lunch - Sans

Liek seriously, lunch, i'm flipping my buns over here how much Iim freaking out - Sans

And his name is Meer, how cool is that? If he plays guitar or can cook im pretty sure he is legally required to become my husband, seriously Alp I think he's just making me gayer f*ck man - Sans

Basically I'm going to go pick up food with him, we'll come back after we get it, tell Grillbs he doesn't have to make me lunch tomorrow, just put the stuff into the fridge from today - Sans

Grillby, who had been looking over her shoulder before, had now wilted away into a saddened version of himself. Back hunched, head buried into his hands, he sat. Defeated.

"Hey, there's still a chance, right?" Alphys asked.

Everyone knew about Grillby's crush. It was obvious. Stupidly obvious. Undyne was the only one who didn't figure it out, but a quick explanation from Alphys had caught her up to speed sometime ago.

"Why don't you just confess to him? Before the other guy does?" Undyne held up a cooked animal leg, pointing it to Grillby.

"I tried that, twice!" Grillby admitted, hugging his arms to his chest. "The first time in the well, but Sans passed out. And the second time was at his house, but he didn't hear me because that bowl shattered in the kitchen. Those were the only two times I could even muster up enough courage to tell him."

Alphys couldn't really blame him. Grillby did try, not only through his failed confessions, but through hinting. And Sans, having lived most of his life believing no one would ever be attracted to him, was rather oblivious on normal social romantic hints. Grillby trying to scoot closer only made Sans think he wanted to pet Sans again, or just wanted some contact since he was made of fire. Trying to hint at them going on a date had Sans suggesting they all visit the movie, their entire group, as friends. Alphys almost threw the soda she had been drinking and yell at her best friend that it was a date.

Poor Grillby. He picked the most oblivious boy ever to fall in love with. Unless he directly said his intentions, and directed flirted, Sans wasn't going to get it.

"I don't understand why he doesn't think I enjoy cooking for him." Grillby pressed his hands across the tops of his flames, trying to calm them. "Cooking is my passion, and I like cooking for other people. Especially Sans, since he loves to eat. I wouldn't have suggested it if I didn't like it." Seeing no further use in talking with any hope, he withered down again into his previous position. "It doesn't matter anyway. I guess this is just a high school crush."

"Hey, you can't give up now!" Undyne said, "Where's your fighting spirit? Prove to Sans that you're better for him!"

"Am I?" Grillby asked, "I mean, I saw Meer in the hallway today. He is hot. Way more attractive than me. All I have is a bar for my future, and that's it. Sans doesn't deserve to be held back, and Meer clearly is more attractive and charming than me."

"DON'T PUT YOURSELF DOWN LIKE THAT!" Papyrus said, "YOU HAVE JUST AS MUCH AS A CHANCE AS MEER DOES!"

Grillby looked over at him. "Would you go out with someone like me?"

"PERSONAL PREFERENCE DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING!" Papyrus said.

"Yes it does, that's the problem! Sans doesn't want someone like me, or else he would have gotten a crush on me! He wants someone like Meer! And that's... fine. It's fine. I had my chance, and I lost it. If Meer makes him happy, then I'll be happy for him." Grillby pulled out his own lunch, avoiding looking at the one he brought for Sans. "I figured it was a longshot, anyways. Can we talk about something else, please?"

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Sans didn't notice how much time had passed. Meer was stupidly good at whisking Sans away, bringing him over to a table despite their previous agreement. By the time Sans realized they were supposed to be going back after they picked up food, Sans was halfway through his meal and lunchtime was already well under way. Crap.

They talked about more things. Well, Sans did. Meer liked to listen more, leaning against his hand and watching Sans eat with an analyzing gaze. Every chance he got, he offered a slick compliment, making Sans turn more blue each passing minute.

"We should probably head back now, I wanna make sure I get back before lunch is over," Sans said.

"Oh, do you mean before lunch ends?" Meer asked, purple eyes glancing over at the clock on the wall. "Because... that ended a few minutes ago."

"What?"

"But before we go..." Out of nowhere, a cold, almost freezing hand cupped Sans', causing Sans to look up. "I have something to ask you."

~~~~~~

Okay, pretty embarrassing to come to class fifteen minutes late with another guy. Very embarrassing.

"Again, sorry I missed lunch, Meer and I just got caught up I guess," Sans admitted, hugging the bag of weapons close to his chest as he watched two people duel in the center of the field.

"Did you at least have fun?" Grillby asked.

"Oh yeah, it was pretty fun! We both ordered some good and then ate while talking about stories. Did you know Meer actually used to live in Wonderland? It's wondrous, ey?"

Grillby offered a soft smile. "Glad to see that you're happy."

Before Sans could reply, Meer suddenly grabbed Sans' attention, directing him towards the battle and saying a few things to him. Papyrus watched silently, looking between the fire elemental with a strained smile and the other human. Meer leaned Sans against him, as if they were dating, and even pressed a quick kiss against his forehead. Sans looked surprised, but smiled softly at the human, appreciative and warming up to the touch.

Oh no, did Meer ask him out?

"Are you okay?" Papyrus asked Grillby quietly, almost so quietly that he might have went unheard.

"I'm just... going to go use the bathroom," Grillby whispered, standing up, "I'm fine."

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Yes, here's another chapter because people asked me for it. Since I have provided two uploads in one week, I expect your souls as payment. And maybe some starbucks as well. 

Jk, enjoy the second upload this week!

And yes, the warnings are coming into play now. Sans has no idea that's his Dad and Gaster fully intends to do *things* to him on their date. Uh oh. Hopefully someone will stop it?