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Chapter 2: New Years Eve Party

Summary:

Starts off with you meeting Sans for the first time, then proceeds into the New Years party, where battle plans are hatched and you get a New Year's kiss!

Notes:

So! This is going to be a LONG chapter. 5 050 words. I tried to split it up, but it seemed really awkward... SO. Get ready to read a lot!

I will usually update every 2-3 days, one to brainstorm, another to write and proof read. I'm not as talented as most of these incredible writers on here, and be able to put a chapter a day up!
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"Ah, Peter! Please stop! I'm awake, stop licking my face!" You giggled, trying to get the big dog off your sleepy body. "I'll get you food once you get off! Please!" He suddenly stopped at the word 'food,' and excitedly got off, his whole body shaking in beat with his tail. He gave you a quick bark, telling you to hurry up or else he'll pounce on you again. 

 

"Alright, buddy, let's go make some breakfast!" You flip the covers off and chase Peter down the hallway. He barks softly at you as the two of you make your way into the kitchen. You pulled out two of Peter's bowls and poured his kibble, and the other with water. "Bon appetite, mon beau chein." He barked happily in response and started going at his kibble like it was his last meal.

 

Then you began on your breakfast, bacon and eggs. You usually made one more bacon for Peter as a treat, and he knew it to cause he seemed to engulf his food and patiently waited for you to finish up with your breakfast before he begged for his piece of bacon.

 

"Alright, here you go." You tossed him the piece and he caught it just by the edge of the bacon before he put it in his bowl and ate it.

 

You made your way back to your room to check your phone to see if Aly was up. She was off today and she wasn't an early riser.

 

3 new text messages

 

One was from your parents, asking if you needed your ex boyfriend to pick you and Aly up and they hope you had a wonderful night tonight and that they'll see you in the new year. The other  two were both from your ex, asking if he could pick you and Aly up and that he hope you would come tonight, the next message below it was that he missed you.

 

You groaned in annoyance and wrote back a nice response saying that you had your own ride there, you never responded to his 'I miss you' text. It seemed he went through this stage where when he's in between finding someone to date and wanting you back. It was extremely annoying considering it wouldn't last anyway.

 

The first time you two broke up, it lasted a year and you had just opened up to him about you felt about him. He ran. Then not even two weeks later he was with some movie star. You didn't blame the actor, but it still stung like Hell.

 

Thankfully, Aly was there to help put the pieces back together... but it was messy. It was the worst feeling you've ever felt. You had to go on antidepressants, and you started running with Aly, but Aly wasn't really the greatest cause she was just starting out and you wanted to run farther. That's how Peter came into your life. He was a ball of energy that just wanted to keep going as far as you did.

 

Then two months after him and that actor broke up, he came crawling back to you. You couldn't go through that again so you said you would 'just be friends.' He 'understood,' but he never ceased to trying to get you back.

 

Peter whined at you, wagging his tail and nudging you with his nose.

 

"Yeah buddy, we'll go for a run before I have to start getting ready." You smiled, walking to your dresser and taking out some workout clothes made for the winter. There wasn't much snow on the ground but it wasn't warm enough out to wear shorts and a tank top.

 

As you headed out the door, you grabbed Peter's leash, hooking it to his collar and the two of you were off. There was a park nearby that connected to a long enough trail that you and Peter ran every morning. It was on average a 45 minute run, but sometimes it was even longer depending on the amount of stress you faced at the office the day before.

 

Today was busy with people going different directions, running and walking. You often liked to observe the people who lived in your city. In the past 3 years since the monsters has resurfaced, they helped boost the economy and save the environment with some tricks that they learned from the Underground. Various scientists from around the world were amazed that so much could be accomplished in such a short amount of time.

 

However, there were still some racists that were sure that the monsters would turn against human kind and take over the world. Some of the more radical groups even went as far as to publically execute one of them. They never succeeded in actually killing the poor monster, but it was still a horrible act against one entire species.

 

Thankfully, in larger cities, monsters are heavily appreciated, many people were not stuck up about them living amongst them. Considering one of the biggest stars was a monster.

 

Suddenly being pulled out of your thoughts, Peter was running towards a nearby hotdog stand. He barked at you, nudging your calf with his nose and wagged his tail excitedly at you. It was same small skeleton man you saw in Muffet's yesterday.  

 

"You're lucky I love you, pup." You whispered to him, as you turned your attention to he patiently waiting skeleton, giving you an all out grin.

 

"Hi, could I get one hot dog, no bun?" You asked the small skeleton, pulling out your wallet.

 

"sure thing, it's gunna cost you 100 dollars though, kid." He winked at you, putting the hot dog in a paper food tray.

 

"No way! You're pulling my leg!" You laugh as you place two dollars onto the hot dog stand, and another two dollars into the tip jar. His eyes (well, they were more like two white dim lights in his hollow eye sockets) light up even more, as if he had something up his sleeve.

 

"tibia honest, i totally am, i'm not allowed to charge more than two dollars." He chuckled, taking the two dollars and putting it into the cash. Now that you think about it, you don't think you had ever seen a hot dog stand out this late in winter, but not only that but you don't remember seeing this skeleton here before on all of your other runs with Peter.

 

"You think you're funny, eh?" You laugh as you place the tray on the ground for Peter, who seemed elated that he got another treat today.

 

"i think i'm pretty humerus." He shrugged, stuffing his hands into his bright blue jacket pockets.

 

"Bone puns?" You questioned, rubbing your hands. "I can do a bone joke. Okay, hear me out."

 

"got no ears, kid." He bluntly stated, showing the side of his skull, his huge shit-eating grin plastered on his face.

 

"Very funny." You crossed your arms, giving him a playful scowl. He simply shrugged his shoulders, leaning up against the hot dog stand, ready to listen to your joke.

 

"no, listen though. Why couldn't the skeleton cross the road?" You tried to hide your growing grin by biting your bottom lip, trying to contain yourself; you thought you were more funny than you actually were. His eyes flickered from your lips back up to your eyes.

 

He grinned, "why?"

 

"Cause he didn't have the guts!" You slap your knee, exaggeratedly, and he gave a heart-felt laugh, putting his boney hands over his eyes, after he stopped laughing he peeked out between his fingers.

 

Okay, you can't be cute and charming. You blushed a little at the embarrassing thought, and quickly moved the thought over.

 

"can't say i didn't hear that one before, but you pulled it off, pal." He chuckled giving you a pat on the shoulder then looking behind you to see another customer. You moved off to the side, and Peter barked happily at you to say he was done.

 

"Anyway, I better get going. It was great talking to you, have a good shift!" You wave to him and start running again.

 

Peter and you finish your trail and pass by the skeleton and wave as you pass by. He nods and gives a short wave. You smile and continue running home, it was almost time for you to start getting prepared for the night since you weren't going to be here for the rest of the night and Peter rarely was left alone. You needed to doggy proof the house.

 

Suddenly your phone rings, you look at the caller ID.

 

'Wifey'. Aly.

 

"Hey there, beautiful." You answered as you walk, Peter pulling on the leash trying to run again. "Peter, no, I'm on the phone."

 

"Hey, sweet cheeks, out for a run?" She asks.

 

"Yeah, Peter needs to burn some energy before I leave him in the house all day and night. No late night jog for him."

 

"Awh, poor pooch. But you probably shouldn't run with him at night. Just saying. There's some real creeps out there who would think you have an amazing ass."

 

"That's why I have Peter, and why I run in the morning." You giggled, pulling on the leash a little so he's walking beside you.

 

"Eh. Whatever. Anyway, when do you want me over? Are you making lunch or do you want me to pick something up?" You can hear her sip on something... probably coffee. She was addicted, especially since she was in University, University took a huge toll on her sleeping so she often drank it as if it was water.

 

"I'll make something, and you can come over whenever, I'm just on my way back home. Might be in the shower when you get here though."

 

"Aight, got you bro. See you in 15!" With that she hung up. You pulled Peter's leash forward and he was off, dragging you a little as you tried to keep up with him all the way back to the house.

 

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"Hey loser! I'm here, where's the food at?" Aly yelled into the empty house, then a yelp, a thump and now giggling. You walk out of the bathroom, only in a towel to see the beautiful sight before you. Aly on the ground being licked to death by your enormous dog.

 

"C'mon Peter, I thought we were past this!" She laughed as she tried to shove him off her. "I know I reblogged that thing on Tumblr that said this would be the best way to go but I didn't mean today!"

                               

"Peter, get off of Aly. Go eat or sleep!" You shouted at him, his ears perking up as he bounded for the kitchen at the thought of food.

 

"Thanks, I'll never call you a loser again if it means not being licked by him again." She giggled getting up from her place on the ground. "Anyway, I'll wait around if you wanna put something more decent on there, or are we going commando today?"

 

"I was thinking about it but I'm not really feeling like wearing my birthday suit." You leave her to do whatever, making your way to your bedroom, shoving some track pants on and a tank top.

 

From lunch until about supper was spent watching TV shows that you needed to catch up on and eating munchies. This was how you two spent most of your evenings together; other times you were watching TV and she was on her phone, it was comfortable.

 

"Oh god, I guess it's that time, eh?" Aly groaned, stretching her arms above her head. "Mind if I take a quick shower?"

 

You shake your head no. "No, I'm going to get started on my hair though; I have some hairstyles that I've seen online."

 

She nods as she makes her way to the bathroom and you to your room.

 

Once you're halfway through curling your hair in loose curls, Aly is already drying her hair, telling you she wasn't going all out tonight. You shrug and continue with making a cute swirl of hair on the side of your hair like you saw in a photo of your great grandmother.

 

The two of your were done pretty much on time, aside from the zipper malfunction you had on your dress, which took the two of you to try and get it to the rest of the way up. Thankfully, it worked out and you called for a cab.

 

Your cab showed up and gave him the address to the venue where you would be partying it up tonight. It was one of the biggest venues you knew of, and you just knew anyone who was anybody was going to be there. You got there about the time after every big celebrity who was going to be there, was already in the venue. You walked up to the doors, skipping the line that was there.

 

"_________ ________. Plus one. Mettaton's guest." You said as he looked onto the list and let you and Aly in. The people in line who had heard gasped and started to take pictures and realized whom you were.

 

Yep. You and Mettaton. More like Mettaton and you. His name always had to go first, you remember.

 

You and Aly stepped into the lobby and the place was covered in gold and silver streamers and white balloons hanging from the ceiling along with the huge chandelier. You could hear a thumping beat come from the main dance floor and could see through the big open doors that there were a lot of people here. You weren't surprised but you couldn't help be a little anxious. You haven't been to a big party like this in forever, since you were with Mettaton.

 

Aly sensed this and bumped your hip with hers, "Hey .We got this. It's going to be fun, and you're going to love tonight. I promise you." She puts a black gloved hand on your shoulder and gives you a small squeeze.

 

"You're right. I need booze though." You sighed, linking your arms with her as the two of you enter the ballroom. You noticed as you entered, everyone was dressed as to be a part of the 1920's. It was like going back into time, except with loud, modern pop music blaring from the speakers from all over the ballroom. Making your way to the far side of the room where the bar was, you seen a familiar fire elemental.

 

"What does a girl have to do to get a drink around here?" Aly asked seductively, putting her elbow on the bar and her chin her hand.

 

"Aly, you know it's free drinks right? You don't need to flirt with him to get a free one." You laughed, walking up beside her. "How's it going, Grillby?"

 

"It's busy, and as for you, I'll let you know when I figure it out." He gave her a wink before asking what you two wanted to drink.

 

"I'll take a sex on the beach and maybe a shot of whiskey." Aly beamed, as Grillby shook his head at her.

 

"I'll have the same." You agreed, swinging your hips a little to beat of the song. Grillby nodded, getting your shots first, the two of you clinked your glasses together before swinging it back. The both of you made awful faces before laughing at seeing each other's faces, before Grillby came back with your drinks.

 

"I'm off at 11, save me a dance baby?" he asked, shaking one of the drinks. Aly winked at him before pulling you to the floor.

 

On the way to the dance floor, some of Mettaton's celebrity friends stopped you. They were monsters from the Underground, and friends of Mettaton through contacts, but that's all you could remember. You couldn't remember their names for the life of you, but you think it was along the lines of Betty and Catie? No, that wasn't right. They were asking some questions about you and Mettaton's relationship.

 

"Strictly friends. We tried to date, but it didn't work out." You gave them a forced smile before feeling a tug on your dress. You look at Aly in an alcohol daze, as she nodded behind you guys. You made a face to her before he finally noticed you. He waved to you and your group, as Beanie and Cindy(?) squealed and pushed in front of you and gushed over how handsome he looked. You'd admit it. He did look pretty good in a suit. It was white and champagne colored suit with a bright pink bow at the collar.

 

You took this time to head in the middle of the dance floor with Aly, for an emergency escape. He called for you, but you simply ignored him, as Aly pushed you further into the sea of people and monsters and stopped where she thought was the center. She pulled you in the by the hips and gave you a smirk before winging her head from side to side along with her body to the beat of the room. You giggled as you followed her rhythm and started to dance yourself. From here, you looked to the stage and were a little surprised to see who was DJ'ing.

 

It was Napstablook; the shy little ghost who was Mettaton's cousin. You and Napstablook were pretty close when you and Mettaton were dating but then you stopped talking to him because you thought it would be kind of awkward, since Napstablook was Mettaton's cousin and best friend. You tried to wave to him, but he was in the zone, clearly not paying attention.

 

You shrug and turn back to your dance partner and the two of you continue to dance. That's when you felt a tap on your shoulder and Aly's face drop to a grimace.

 

"Hello Darling! I tried to get your attention earlier, but you ran away from me~!" He purred into your ear. You shiver as you took a step towards Aly and Aly got a step in front of you.

 

"Sorry, she's already got a partner!" Aly shouted to him, over the music.

 

"You're dating someone?" He asked, a little shocked, a little disappointed.

 

"No you... " Aly stopped herself, "Dance partner." pointing to herself.

 

"Oh I see, so you're still available?" He asked as he bumped hips with you.

 

You awkwardly laugh, and nod. God, please let him not think that meant that I want to be back with him. You thought to yourself before he whispered into your ear again.

 

"I'm having an after party; you're more than welcome to come! It's at my house. A party for two." He gave you a wink before Aly grabbed your wrist.

 

"Sorry, bathroom break." She gave him a quick smile, before pulling you back out of the sea and dragging you to the bathroom. He tried to reach for you again, but you were just out of his reach, thankfully.

 

Aly pushed open the door, and closed it quickly behind you, making a straight line to one of the empty stalls.

 

"Oh dude, I didn't think you actually had to go." You laughed, covering your face with one of your hands.

 

"I didn't but now that I'm here it's almost instinctively, y'know?" She giggled. "This fucking dress, man. It's so annoying!"

 

You lean against the counter sink, giggling to yourself, as a yellow lizard type looking woman steps out of a stall, making her way to the counter. You realize only after that you were in her way of the soap.

 

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" You apologize, moving out of the way, on the other side of her.

 

"O-oh, don't be! I just needed a-a little." She laughed nervously, as she vigorously washed her hands. "Crazy p-party right?"

 

"Yeah! Biggest one I've been to in awhile." Then that's when you get a good look at her. "Oh, you're one of Mettaton's friends... Al... Alphi? I met you at Muffet's the other day!"  

 

"Close, Alphys. Y-you're ______, right? M-Mettaton talks about you... a lot."  She stated, a little hestitant on what she should say next. "Still crazy a-about you." She blushed like crazy when you quirk an eyebrow at her, and makes her way to the hand drier, as Aly walks out.

 

"Aly, this is Alphys, one of Mettaton's friends. I believe his creator?" She gives a weak wave, as she finishes up with drying her hands.

 

"Oh, why would you do something silly like that?" Aly asked, as she washes her hands, giving Alphys a wink. Alphys blushes befor eshrugging her shoulders.

 

"Y-yeah, I know h-how he can be. But I o-only created his n-new body. A-anyway, I gotta get back to my g-girlfriend. L-lovely to meet you f-finally, ______." Alphys gives a small wave before leaving.

 

"Well, now we know who we can blame now for making his body." She gives you a small eye roll. You shrugged as she makes her way to go dry her hands. "Anyway, so what was that about by the way. With Metta-loser."

 

"He invited me over for an after party." She nodded before seeing that look in your eye, "For two."

 

She groaned throwing her hands in the air. "He really needs to get a new hobby, cause hitting on you constantly isn't fun anymore. It stopped being fun after you two broke up." She sighed before walking up to you and putting her hands on your shoulders. "Battle plan, sweet cheeks."

 

"Okay, lay it on me." You smile, putting your hands over hers. She grinned, a little evilly before telling you.

 

"You know you can't go back to him. The moment he ended it with you and got with that actor guy, it was over. It was over when I was holding you while you cried and threatening to kill him. Tonight's New Year's kiss is not his. This isn't last year. It's a new year!" She gave you a small shake, making you grin a little wider, nodding with every word she was saying. "So! First guy, monster, whoever you see first, you kiss them! And I hope to God, Metta-loser sees what he lost. Cause baby cakes, you are the best person I know. Heart of gold." She pulls you into a hug. She was good at these pep talks, always made you feel a little more confident.

 

"Okay, I will. But I need to drink a little more to gain the confidence." You snorted as she wrapped her arms around you bringing you towards to the doors.

 

"Got you covered bro. I think I know a guy."

 

As the two of you exit the bathroom, you guys immediately b-line it to the bar, and hop up on one of the stools. "Baby, time to get us drunk!" Aly called to her lover, as he gave her a look that could say he was more than pleased with that answer. Meaning he was gunna get hot and heavy, drunk sex with Aly. Which she was apparently more wild in bed than usual... TMI, you know, but you get to hear all about it. All the time.

 

"Shots?" He asks, showing you two the bottle he would be giving you.

 

"Yes please!" You grinned at him, tapping the bar excitedly.

 

Grillby stated he was off in an hour, so he would have to steal Aly away, which you weren't complaining. Three was a crowd. After a couple more shots, you were super buzzed and Aly was well on her way, laughing a little bit too much at some of the things you guys did as teenagers.

 

"Do you remember taking some bottles from your parent's cabinet and sitting on top of the roof of your house and staying up until the sun came up? And while we were drunk, we totally were crying about how beautiful the sunrise was, but hurt to look at?" Aly took another shot, before laughing.

 

"I kinda do! I think I fell asleep while you were still crying about it!" You point a finger at her, taking your shot. You noticed Grillby was gone from you view, and you heard a squeal from beside you.

 

"Hey, hey, save that for the bedroom!" She snorted, as he hugged her from behind, whispering something in her ear.

 

"Alright, we're off to the dance floor! Happy New Year's to you if I don't see you!" She grabbed Grillby's hands leading him to the dance floor before he wished you a Happy New Year's. You wave before turning back around to take another two shots. Now you were really feeling it. Looking way down at the bar, you notice someone familiar. Hopping off your stool wobbly, you make your way to the seat next to them.

"You're looking pretty bonely." You smile at him, nudging him.

 

"I felt it in my bones I'd see you again." He grinned at you, turning so he was facing you. You blushed a little before hiding your face in a drink the bartender gave you.

 

"I'll patella you something; I was hoping you'd be here." You winked at him, and it was his turn to blush, a little blue color dusting his cheeks.

 

He chuckled as he took a sip of his Caesar drink, "You're pretty humerus, pal."

 

"I know." You giggled, nudging him again.

 

The two of you continued to joke and talk about random things. From his brother, to Aly to some ketchup incident with a pal of his. In between jokes, you'd often touch his hand or his forearm. Those were some moves you were told to do from Aly.

 

"Oh! I actually don't even know your name!" You admit, touching his arm again, but keeping it there.

 

"sans. sans the skeleton." He grinned at you, as he placed a hand on your knee. You immediately felt a rush of joy as he said his name.

 

"I'm ________. ________ the human." You giggled as you take another sip from your drink.

 

"Alright darlings! It's time for the count down!" You hear Mettaton announce from the front of the stage, his voice booming from the speakers, the music completely stopped. "15 seconds!" He started.

 

You could hear Aly's voice in the back of your head, encouraging you to kiss someone, anyone. Would this be too much? If you were reading the signs right, this was okay. Flirting leads to kissing right?

 

10.

 

Oh, but what if he isn't into girls, let alone humans? Oh god. Oh god. 

 

9.

 

No, it's just a kiss. No harm in that right?

 

8.

 

But what if he gets offended and makes a big scene out of it? How would you be able to run in that park again without fearing of seeing him again?

 

7.

 

No. He's been flirty all night. He's touching your knee right now! He can't possibly be giving you the wrong signs.

 

6.

 

However, you are drunk. You could totally be making this awkward, and he's just indulging you because you're drunk.

 

5.

 

But he's actually super handsome, and you can't help but wonder what he feels like besides from his hands.

 

4.

 

I mean, you wouldn't mind if his hands were anywhere else besides you knee....

 

3. 

 

Maybe this will turn out better than you expected.

 

2.

 

Aly is counting on you!

 

1.

 

You turn Sans head to face you with your hands on either side of his head, as you pull him into a kiss. You hear poppers go off and could feel streamers gently caressing your cheeks and hair, as everyone cheered and wished one another a Happy New Year's, the music picking back up.

 

He felt so nice against your lips. Almost velvety, even though you were kissing teeth. It was tender, even if it was a bit forced. You felt his hands move to your cheek as you let your hands fall to his shoulders. He pulled you closer, with his other hand on your hip, deepening the kiss. You could feel the heat of your face, and his.

 

Slowly, you pulled away. Flecks of gold and silver confetti were still falling, glimmering in between the two of you, your hair being showered in them. Nevertheless, you couldn't be bothered right now. Nothing could bother you right now. This just felt so right.

 

Sans pulled his hand away from your cheek, still staring back at you, a darker blue shade covering his cheeks. His stare wasn't awkward or embarrassing. It was more of a want and awe and longingness. A mutual one at that. With that, the two of you pull back into each other for another kiss, one more gentle and warm. Both of his hands moved to your hips, while yours pulled him in more by the vest.

 

You felt eyes on you, creepily, pulling away, looking towards the stage you noticed Mettaton was staring right at you and Sans' make out session. You blushed even harder, not feeling ashamed but because someone, an ex no less, was watching such an intimate moment that you thought could be kept in between you and Sans. You ask the bartender for a pen and paper, and he immediately gave you them. You started to scrawl your number down along with your name. You stuff it in his vest pocket.

 

"I don't have my phone on me, so here's my number." You whispered beside his skull. "I gotta go. Someone's been watching out little show." You get up to leave before Sans catches your wrist. You look back behind you and you feel almost another urge to stay, but you know you can't. Sans' pupils could almost look right through you, at your soul. You held your breath as he spoke.  

 

"go on a date with me."

 

You couldn't help the grin that was plastered on your face. "I'll think about it." Then as you made your way to the door, you took another look back to find Sans. He was still sitting there. Looking right at you. A wave of butterflies, starting from your abdomen spread throughout your entire body, waving at him.

 

You couldn't wipe that smile off your face even if you tried.

 

I'll have to tell Aly that I was going to love tonight. Fuck, she was always right.