https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Sr0efOe8yk
"She was a working girl
North of England way
Now she's hit the big time
In the U.S.A.
And if she could only hear me
This is what I'd say..."
The muffled jangling sound of keys being pulled out of a bag filled the silently alert darkness of the living room. In the few moments it took for the person to unlock the door, a blood red eye had snapped open, its glow focused directly at the hallway that led into the center of the house.Ā
"Sans!" Called out a sternĀ but soothing voice.
A wild, manic grin stretched into existence under the bright light of the crimson eyes, but the shadowed figure remained still as a statue. A frustrated hand reached up from beneath it to cover the obvious source of light in a dark environment, only retreating when the eye closed again.Ā
"Sans?" The voice called out again, a hint of worry tainting their smooth tone. "Sans, this isn't funny."
A muffled giggle wasĀ buried in the folds of a soft fluffy jacket.
Footsteps approached the living room, and an ominous tension filled the air...
The click of the light switch was followed by a burst of brightness that chased away the darkness, and shrill criesĀ and screams filled the house, loud enough to make the neighbours' dog start barking furiously.
"SANS!" You shriek, pointing at the cheeky cracked skull peeking over the top of the sofa, its red eyelight glowing with amusement and laughter. "I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL FU-" You break of when you take note of the bush of curly brown hair that shook with giggles next to the chuckling skeleton. You breathe in deeply, keeping yourself from cursing in front of the child. "I'm gonna kill you someday, honestly. This isn't funny! What if I have a heart attack, huh? Would if still be funny? You seriously need to stop these..."Ā
The skeleton and the child shared a look as you rambled on endlessly about their childishness and pranking habits, fist-bumping each other with a grin before looking back at you, not hearing a single word of what you were saying.
Sans's grin turned softer the longer he stared at your flushed cheeks and angry frown, your hands waving wildly in the air as you lectured them. Sometimes he couldn't believe he was lucky enough to meet you, let alone keep you and call you "his one and only". After so many years living in a what could only be described as Hell, he'd thought that he'd never, ever, ever, ever be able to know happiness again.Ā
Of course, he would never have learnt to live again if it weren't for the kid. The precious child who brought freedom to the monsters and fought off their interminable famine. He'd never forget the sweet taste of his first full meal on the surface,Ā the sagging feelingĀ of a full stomach which, funnily enough, relieved the unrelenting and crushingĀ weight of stabbing pain of hunger, and the smiling, hopeful faces of his fellow survivors as they looked on to a brighter future. His bones quaked from just the memory.
Of course, Sans was still skeptical over just how long this newfound paradise would last. Years of struggles and never ending battles left him wary of life's generosity, and everyday he dreadedĀ the dayĀ hope would slip away from his desperate hold and monster-kind would fall, once again, into the clutches of disgrace. As happy as he was that he was free from the Underground and its terrors, fear still clung to his bones like water to cloth. It was only when you, you and your stern but caring presence imposed itself on his life that he finally learnt to let go of past hardships and to truly live for the fresh experiences of every fresh new day.
You taught him that, you and your stubbornness.
After a day running errands, looking after the kiddo, or just cleaning up the house, he always awaited your return from work with content anticipation.
And you never failed to melt into his open arms and press a kiss to his bony cheek.
Oh, how good it felt to be loved and cared for.
"Sans! Sans, are you even listening to me?" His single red eye snapped to attention at your stiff exclamation, and he grinned a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of his skull with a shrug.
"sorry, honey pie. your absolutely adorable blush was distracting me."Ā
His words made you flush even darker, and one could almost see the steam coming out of your ears. The kid's giggles burst into cackles, and joyful laughter filled the air, soon followed by Sans's deep chuckles. Even you couldn't resist joining in on their shenanigans with a few quiet chuckles of your own and a soft smile.Ā
After the chortles died down, you sighed deeply, though the grin was still on your face. "Alright, alright, it was a little bit funny, I'll give you that." You relented, dropping your bag on the couch. "Now, it's been a long day, but we still have some sunlight left. How about we go out?"
Sans grinned widely, and snapped his fingers. "grillby's." You roll your eyes. Of course he'd say that. "...Sure. I haven't seen the flame man in a while anyhow. And then after that, we get the lil' rascal some ice cream, what do you think?" You complete, glance at Sans and than at the already excitedly vibrating child. "ok." Replied Sans, patting the kid on the head. "go grab a jacket, kiddo, it'll might get a littleĀ chillyĀ at night. you mightĀ ketchupĀ cold." They snicker as they rush off as you sigh and roll your eyes again. The damn puns never stop, do they? As bad as Sans's memory can get, his knack for being humerus was ingrained in his bones...
You pull Sans into a hug and press another kiss to his cheek. "You calcium bastard. You'll be the end of me, I swear."
Sans laughs and wraps his arms around you too.Ā
"Love you too, honey pie."
"...Honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home.
Oh honey pie, my position is tragic
Come and show me the magic
Of your Hollywood song.
You became a legend of the silver screen
And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knee.
Oh honey pie, you are driving me frantic
Sail across the Atlantic
To be where you belong.
Will the wind that blew her boat
Across the sea
Kindly send her sailing back to me.
Honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home."
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