After a few minutes of talking the the group, I smile, "Alright, you guys should prolly go. It's the normal time for guests to be leaving." I look over at them, still smiling.

Toriel looks slightly confused. "But we're taking you home, child."

"I know, but... Hey, Undyne?" I say, looking at the fishy lady.

"Yeah, punk?"

"You remember where you dropped me off this morning?" I ask and she nods. "Meet me there." I turn back to Toriel, placing a finger to my lips. "It's so you guys don't get mobbed, because if I leave with someone who my fans don't know, they go crazy. So, just meet me there. It'll be easier." I say.

Toriel nods and ushers everyone out of the room, except Asgore who stays behind for a minute. He walks up to me and puts one of his fuzzy hands on my face, cradling my face like it was a porcelain doll. "Child, you need to be careful." He says, frowning. "As much as Undyne thinks scars are awesome, people may not find them attractive. And since you're so famous, I'd be careful."

I grin up at him, already have gotten this speech from John many a time. "It's alright Asgore. If all else fails," I hold up my hand, the bracelet on it jingling a bit, and make it so the bruises don't show. "magic." I look up at him and he gives out a hearty chuckle.

"I also wanted to tell you that you need to be careful with that magic. From what I heard from Alphys, it's going to strain your body a lot and can cause permanent damage to you."

"Aw, thanks for the concern, but I'm shore I'll be fine." I smile. "But if it'll make you feel better, then I'll talk to Alphys about this and how much I should be using and stuff like that." I say, before shooing him away. "I'll see you in a few minutes, go before someone else comes in and sees you. I wouldn't want you getting hurt."

He chuckles again and walk out of the door, walking over to where Toriel was standing, her arms crossed. I pop my head out of the door and give her a thumbs up before going back into my dressing room.

I collect everything of mine from my dressing room and pass my directors office. "Bye, Johnson!" I say, popping my head into his room.

He looks up and glares at me, before idly waving his hand and looking back down at his papers.

I grin and pull on my coat and hat before leaving the building through the back.

As I start to take my first few steps, a voice stops me. "Hey, where ya headed to, girly?"

I look towards the voice to see a guy who is a little taller than me and he's holding a beer bottle.

I feel myself get ready to pummel the man to smithereens, but I calmly answer with, "Is that any of your business, sir?"

"It's definitely my business." He comes out of the shadows and sneers in my face. "You should always tell your daddy where you're going."

I quirk my eyebrow, but grin. "Oh, I'm just going to go home, and get changed out of these clothes." I say, sweetly, pulling a leg back.

"And how are you going to take off those clothes, dearest?" He asks, eyes glimmering, and hand coming to grope my chest.

"Slowly." I say, and then grin maniacally. "And painfully!" I shout kicking the man in the balls.

He topples over and I bolt away, pulling out my phone. "Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." I mutter, looking through my contacts for someone I knew would help me.

I pull up one that says 'Boneman' and figure it's either Papyrus or Sans so I hit call, zig zagging through a bit, trying to get the guy off of me, and using a bit of magic to make my footsteps dissapear in the snow.

On the fourth ring, the phone is picked up. "Hello?" An extremely familiar voice comes in.

"Sans." I say, breathless. "I might be a bit..." I turn to see the guy only a few feet away. "Shitshitshithshit!" I mutter, before making a u-turn. "I might be a little late." I say.

"Why? What's happening?" Sans says, instantly concerned.

"Getting chased by a drunk guy that wants me to be his little girl." I hide behind a tree, catching my breath, before looking around it slightly to see him looking around for me.

I cast up an illusion of myself that runs off in the opposite direction of where I am hiding, and he chases it. "I may have thrown him off a bit, but I can't hold the illusion of myself for long. So, I figured if I didn't make it in-" I cut off when hear the line go dead. "fuck." I groan.

I look at my phone, which is now dead. I breath in the cold out and exhale the warm air, before starting to bolt. I knew my illusion was gone, and that he would be back here at any moment. I feel a cramp starting to form in my side, and I almost scream in frustration. I look around and find a tree, which I climb up.

I manage to make it so I was hidden before the man got to me. I took shallow breaths and willed him to go away. He didn't, he leaned up against the trunk of my tree, and started to furiously text someone.

We stayed like this for a few minutes, and I could feel myself start to cramp up from sitting in the same position for so long without moving. When I was about to move, and try to drop and run, I saw a flash of blue. I look down and see Undyne grabbing the collar of the man's shirt and making a set of magical spears, yelling "WHERE IS SHE?! IF YOU LAID YOUR HANDS ON HER! I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL MURDER YOU!"

I move around quickly, the rustling in the tree making Undyne, the man, and another person, with something glowing blue, look up.

I try to find a way to get down without using magic, because I knew that using anymore would kill me. I look down and see that the next branch was a little too far for my reach. I try anyways and toplle out of the tree.

I feel myself become tense, thinking I was going to die, Undyne runs towards me, but she's moving too slow. I feel tears prick my eyes before I hit the floor. I brace for the impact that never comes.

I open an eye and see Undyne still a little too far to catch me, and then lift a hand. It's covered in blue and I look over to see Sans, and his glowing right eye that I saw from up in the tree. I breath a sigh of relief, and he sets me down on the ground gently.

I feel tears prick my eyes and I start to cry, realizing without Sans I would've died. I hiccup and curl into a ball.

I look up to see Undyne already back at the guy, and I feel bony fingers caress my head and pet my hair. I grab his other hand and hold it close to my chest, whispering, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." Into it.

I feel myself calm down and I blink a couple of times before I let got of Sans's hand. "S-Sorry." I say, looking up at him.

He just smiles and says, "No problem. Always happy to lend a hand."

I let out a small laugh before sitting up a bit, just kinda pushing myself up with my hands. Undyne had left, along with the other guy, and I looked over to Sans. "Where'd they go?"

"Oh, Undyne went back to Starbucks, and I think that guy's in a dumpster." He says, standing up and holding a hand out to me. "Come on, lettuce go. I know a shortcut."

I give him my hand and I stand, before feeling the pull of magic. I close my eyes, already knowing what he was going to do. Teleport. The scientists tried to make it so I could teleport, but I couldn't.

We make it to Starbucks without any hitches, and once I open my eyes again, I am bombarded by arms. I feel myself get pulled into a huge group hug and I sigh, with a grin. Sans is beside me, and I manage to get an arm loose and pat his head. "Thanks. Nice shortcut." I say under my breath.

He shrugs and looks over to one side, a blueish blush staining his cheeks. I giggle and it's a few minutes before I get completely released. However, Frisk seems permanently stuck to to m y leg.

I manage to pry her off my leg after a minute or two, and I get ushered to the car not to long after that.

Again I'm in Undyne's car, Sans in the backseat with me, and Alphys and Undyne in the front. I look over at Sans, but he's looking outside into the sky. I smile a bit at that. He seems so fascinated with the sky. Probably cause he was trapped underground for so long. I shake my head a bit, and sigh happily, looking out the window myself.

After a few minutes I feel myself start to drift off, and I panic, trying to force my eyes open, and failing miserably. I tap Sans on the shoulder, and he looks over at me.

"Anyway you could somehow keep me awake?" I ask quietly.

He looks about to say something before a little light bulb goes off on top of his head. "I dunno." He says just as quietly as me.

"Well, can you try? I'd rather not kill everybody in this car if my magic goes haywire." I whisper.

He sits and ponders for a minute before he scoots closer to me. I gulp, wondering what he's going to do, but all he does is inspect my bruises, which came back into view after I used up my magic. His smile looks a bit forced, but I could be imagining it.

He tenderly caresses my cheeks, and I watch him, wide-eyed. "Whale, this is certainly keeping me up." I whisper with a quiet laugh.

His brow bones furrow and he pulls down the turtleneck a bit. His phalanges are cold agaisnt my skin and I shiver a bit. He inspects the bruises around my neck, and touch them carefully.

After a minute or so of this I cough, "Uh..." I say, and he breaks out of his trance, pulling on a lazy smile.

"Heh, sorry." He winks. "You just got me all tangled up."

I give a little laugh, before looking back outside. "Thanks... That really woke me up." I say, trying to hide my small blush.

He laughs a bit before replying with a, "Snow problem."

Oh, did I mention that Alphys was driving? No? Sorry.

Well, after both Sans and I turned away from each other, Undyne very casually put some mistletoe above the middle of the back seat. Why she had it on her, I will never know.

So, a couple of minutes before we get home, when Sans and I turn to start to talk to each other again, Undyne shouts, "Hey, punks. Look above you."

I look up and see the mistletoe, and I feel my face flush and I look at Sans, who has a blue blush.

"Hah!" I grab the mistletoe and put it on Undyne's lap. "He doesn't have lips. I found a way out of this." I shout, flustered.

Undyne rolls her eyes. "He has a mouth, and that's all you need to kiss, right? His teeth can act like lips."

I feel my face heat up more. "But, No. I dun wanna ruin a friendship over you trying to ship us." I say, crossing my arms.

Sans then pipes up, god damn him, "It wouldn't ruin our friendship."

I look over at him, then at Undyne, who now has a camera, and back at Sans. *Author has to take a minute to get enough confidence to actually be able to write the next part without dying.*

I lean in slightly, and place a chaste kiss on Sans's teeth, and he nuzzles me a bit in return.

You know how when you are supposed to feel fireworks when you kiss the person you love? As cheesy as it sounds, and as stupid it is, I felt those fireworks.

I pull back, and her Undyne shout, "KISSES LAST LONGER THEN THAT NERDS!"

"Not forced kisses, Undyne." I say, winking at her, and pulling my hands off of Sans's cheekbones, where they just kind of migrated to.

OKAY I CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE! *Frantically cleans up bloodied nose and tries to wipe off the stupid smile on my face.* I MIGHT WRITE MORE OF THIS TONIGHT, BUT I DUNNO. I DUNOO. I DUNNO.

LOVE YOU GUYS! ~TABA ^~^

*Edit* Okay Imma overflowing wif ideas so I'm just going to write the next part when I get home hopefullly.