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Oh an' one more thin', this is only part one, I will type in if it is the second part fer it, soooo, stay tuned guys/gals.

Frisk's POV:
Ever since I enrolled in highschool, Sans has been popular 'cause of his awesome breakdancin' skills. I'm one of his friends: Undyne, Capoeira dancer, Alphys, hip-hop dancer, Mettaton or MTT for short, Jazz dancer, Papyrus or Paps for short, Latin dancer also his bro, an' me, Freestyle dancer. I admire Sans' skills, although I was told numerous times that I was the only one who has a chance of beatin' him in a dance-off. I suffer from bullies who bully me for the simple fact that they think, an' I quote, "I am a threat ta gettin' Sans". I do, actually, have a crush on Sans, but one, I'm only his friend, an' two, he only sees me as a friend, nothin' more. The other members of our gang has already paired themselves up, an' was ignored by the bullies, so, I was the only one bullied by the popular girls. Currently, I'm in the classroom waitin' for class ta start, then the teacher came in.
"Alright class, the school has a announcement for all students. Because of the up comin' prom night, all classes in the afternoon are dismissed and the dancerooms are all available for any student who wants to practice their dance skills.
Awesome, I'm gonna go ta a room an' dance till I drop in a empty dance room.
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I've changed into a purple with two stripes of pink hoodie an' a pink skirt with black leggin's (for dancin' break dance moves of course), usually I wore this everywhere, but at school I'm afraid someone might make it coated in my blood. I found a dance room an' looked inside. Yesss! No one is in here, purfect. I went in, played ma music an' got in position. The music starts an' I started ta dance a mix of different choreography, like: ballet, hip-hop, jazz, break dance etc.

Sans' POV:
Urgh! Finally! I got away from the 'popular girls' they're so annoyin'. I can't even practice without them 'fangirlin'' over me! Popularity is a curse! Now I can finally find some nice quiet room to........ t-to....... Uhhhmm, i-is that, oh Asgore, F-Frisk?! O-oh my, I- she-, I-I just happen ta, walk inta a room my crush is dancin' in?!?! S-she's s-so beautiful. I pulled up ma hood an' blushed furiously. Tho I'm popular, I never liked popularity. She, on the other hand, is, somethin' else. Ta me, she dances flawlessly. I stared at 'er dance, as she ended, I emerged from the shadows, clappin' slowly. Startled, she turned around.
"S-sans?! W-what are you doin' here?!"
"Tryin' ta get away from the others an' saw ya dancin', Buttercup." Heh, perfect nickname fer a gal who loves buttercups.
"Sans! Go to prom with me!" Shoot! It's the 'Popular girls'! I felt ma white pinpricks disappear. I groweled.
"L E A V E M E A L O N E !" I yelled at 'em. They got scared, an' left. I sighed an' looked at Frisk, she's tremblin' badly, great, now I scared ma buttercup.
"*sigh* I'm not talkin' ta ya, Buttercup." I extended a hand ta 'er.
"May I...... have this dance?" I slightly pulled ma hood ta make sure its secure.

Frisk's POV:
H-he asked me, of all people, ta dance with him?! I got extremely flustered an' took his hand. He brought me ta the middle of the room, an' played some hip-hop music. The first beat starts an' we started our dance, though we are unperpared for a partner dance, our moves synced with each other, it was like we already knew what this dance is an' had been practicin' it for a long time. The song starts ta end an' we started movin' closer ta the other, the last beats ended an' Sans dipped me. Pantin', he pulled me up.
"First time I've ever dancedwith someone in sync."
"Y-yea th-that was nice."
"Hey, umm, Buttercup?"
"Hmm?" I'm gettin' used ta this new nickname.
"Can ya meet me behind the school later? I need ta 'ketchup' with..... some......things."
"Umm, sure!"
"Great! Well cya later then."
"Cya!"
He left the room. I smiled an' walked ta my locker. But when I got ta it I saw the 'Popular girls' standin' here.
"So...... You think you can just take Sans, huh?"
"Wha...?"
"Well, no matter. I'll just make it so you can't make it tomorrow!"
"Huh! What do you...Ahhh!"
She an' her gang started ta kick, punch an' I think I felt a sharp object cut my skin. I screamed, yelled, an' whimpered, tryin' ta get help....... But no one came. Eventually, they left, with me cryin' an' bleedin' out badly. After a few minutes, I heard footsteps comin' in my direction.
"Oh-no, what happened?!" My eyes widened in surprise. Sans.

Sans' POV:
I was soooo happy I finally got the courage ta ask 'er ta Prom, but it's been ten minutes now. I'm gettin' worried 'bout 'er, those 'Popular girls' has always been botherin' 'er. But when we're official, they will have ta speak ta me if they hurt ma Buttercup. Alright, I'm not waitin' any longer. I'm gonna go find 'er myself. I walked ta 'er locker, hopin' that I can find 'er. Then from a slight distance I saw 'er, covered in blood an' cryin' 'er eyes out. Oh Stars, what in the name of Asgore happened ta 'er?!
"Oh-no, what happened Buttercup?" She lifted 'er head an' saw me, tears in 'er beautiful eyes. She clutched onto me, cryin' into ma chest.
"Shh~ It's alright now. I'll take ya home ta Tori, an' heal ya up first. Capiche?" She nodded into ma chest.
"B-but *sniff* w-what about th-the *sniff* thin' you wanted t-to t-t-tell me? *sniff* "
"After yer healed up Buttercup. Now....." I picked 'er up bridal style, while usin' small bits of magic ta slightly heal 'er up so she won't bleed out.
".......Tell me...... What happened?"

Frisk's POV:
I shakily told him everythin'. He listened while pickin' up my stuff with magic an' walkin' ta the school doors. He's listened ta me quietly, but I know he's gettin' really mad,
".........And that's it. They hurt me so badly, I can't leave my locker side." His eye sockets are pitch black now.
"Okay..... I think I know what ta do now." He teleported to my home.
"Please don't hurt them."
"I won't." Usin' magic he rang the doorbell an' Goat Mom answered.
"Oh-my. My child, what happened to you?!"
"I....."
"She was attacked by the popular girls, who are jelly 'bout me dancin' with 'er."
"Oh-my..... Come in and put her on the couch."
Sans put m onto the couch an' Goat Mom started to heal me.  After 'bout ten minutes, I'm all healed an' cleaned up, Sans stayed here the whole time.
"Sans, why are you still here?"
"Buttercup, it's my fault I didn't come earlier, an' I still need ta tell ya somethin'."
"Oh."
"Tell her what?" Goat Mom asked.
"Oh, umm, somethin' private.  Can I....take 'er.....somewhere?"
"Umm... Sure...just...make sure she doesn't get hurt....anymore."
"Thanks." Sans scooped me up bridal style again.
"H-hey!  I can walk!" I tried to get out of his arms.
"An' I'm not lettin' ya." He held me tightly, refusin' to let go.
"Saaaaans!" I decided to give up, he's too strong for me.

Sans' POV:
I chuckled. She's so cute an' adorable.  Carryin' 'er, I took 'er outside an' teleported ta a beautiful place in the woods.  There's echo flowers everywhere, an' a majestic waterfall too.
".....Wow!  This is.....so beautiful!"
But not as beautiful as ya Buttercup.
"Yea...  I have somethin' I wanna tell ya...."
"Hmm?" She hummed.
"I.... Umm.... Ya...."
"What?"
"Ah, screw it!  Would ya go ta prom with me?!"
"Umm..... Sure!"
"Wait, really?!" I was shocked.
"Yea....  No one asked me an' I was thinkin' of not goin' if not."
"Oh, okay." Nailed it!  Now I just gotta confess at the right time.  An' ask 'er..... ta be ma girlfriend.
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Heya guys/gals, waddup?!  No just kiddin'.  I am soooo sorry, 'bout this late crap.  Been doin' other thin's lately, I'll still try ta type more, but y'know school's a bitch. An' I'm hafta go ta school in a short while, sooooo bye!!

Meow out~