"If you two are done being adorable, can we move on?" Undyne snapped us back to find everyone staring.

"Uhhh..."

"THIS IS ALMOST AS CUTE AS THE PICTURE I HAVE OF YOU TWO." Everyone spun around to look at Papyrus.

"What?!" Sans shouted, standing up.

"I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT IT!" Papyrus pulled out his phone.

"No! That's perfectly okay you don't need to show everyone just gimme the phone." Sans reached to take the phone, but Papyrus held it high over his head.

"UNDYNE! BACKUP!"

Undyne jumped in the couch, grabbing the phone out of his hand. "Awww! You guys are so cute!" She showed the screen to everyone but us, making Sans even more frustrated.

"Just gimme the dumb phone!" He teleported, snatching it out of her hand. "Ha!" He looked at the screen, and his face blanched, if that's possible.

"What is it?"

He slowly handed it to me, emotionless. I looked at the picture and blushed. It was us asleep on the couch, arms wrapped around each other. "...It's actually kinda cute." I grinned.

"What?!" Sans burst. "Gimme that!" He tried to wrestle the phone it of my hands, but I pulled just as hard.

"Yeah! This is what I call a party!" Ink shouted as he jumped on Sans, knocking him to the floor.

"This is more like it! Ngaahhh!" She yanked the phone out of my hand, both of us tumbling to the floor.

By that point, it was a full-out wrestle. Everyone was either trying to get up, get the phone, or both. It went on like this for a long time, but eventually, we burnt out.

"That- heh, was a-awesome." Sans gasped.

"Yeah. I- I think we'd better g-get home though, r-right Undyne?" Alphys and Undyne left together, with Mettaton and Napstablook close behind.

"That. Was so fun!- ow." I rubbed my shoulder. Undyne had elbowed my pretty good at one point.

Sans was at my side in an instant. "Are you hurt? What happened?"

"Oh, Undyne nailed me pretty good. That's what happens." I shugged with my good shoulder.

"No, getting hurt is not good! This party has need one disaster after another. The weird decorations," Gaster frowned. "The burnt pancakes," His frown grew. "The dancing you didn't want," Ink looked around guiltily. "And getting tackled to the floor over a picture that never should've been taken!" Papyrus shrunk down, tearing up at that. "It hasn't been fun at all! I just wanted you to have the perfect day." He slumped to the floor.

Sans' POV

She got up, and I thought she was coming to comfort me, but she walked right past. Confused (and slightly hurt) I followed her with my eyes.

She crouched down and hugged Ink, who was sniffling on the floor. Then she hugged Gaster, who was sitting next to him, despondent. Finally, she hugged Papyrus, who was practically bawling on the couch.

"Look Sans. You hurt everyone trying to make me happy. And I already was happy! This has been the best party I could ever hope for!"

I lowered my head in shame. I didn't even realize what I was doing, and now everyone was hurt because of me. "I-I'm sorry. I just wanted your las moments to be perfect."

She sat down next to me. "Sans. Don't say that." She hugged me, and soon everyone joined in a big group hug. We sat like that on the floor for a long time. Eventually, we were half-asleep, and decided to go to bed.

Your POV

I woke up slowly, something pounding, aching. I sat up, and isolated the pain in my chest. Suddenly panicked, I pulled out my soul, and found the crack had grown, with a drop of magic dripping out.

I crept off the couch and over to the other. "Gaster. Gaster." I whispered. He groaned, opening one eye.

"Huh?" He sat up, rubbing his eye socket.

"My soul-" Was all I got out before he shot up.

"What happened?"

I pulled out my soul and he instantly gasped, taking it in his hands and looking it over.

"The fracture grew!"

"I knew that. What should we do about it? I don't want Sans to get more worried."

"Well, typically, I would do open-soul surgery, but because of your unique situation I don't want to risk it. I think the best thing we can do is hope it doesn't get worse."

"Oh- Okay. Thank you, anyway, Dings." I went back to bed, having trouble falling asleep.

HP- 10

Love you, my little stars!
~RaeTheStar