Previously

"Guys! It's snowing!!" I accidentally blurt out a bit too loudly.

Everyone looks at the sky, watching the tiny dots of snow drop from the clouds above.

PJ, being the responsible boyfriend that he is, speaks up, "I know you like the snow but soon, it's gonna get too cold for your liking."

He takes off his suit jacket and wraps it around my shoulder. I notice it's surprisingly warm and the scent of his cologne hits me.

"But, wait. Won't you be cold?"

"I'm a skeleton, remember?" he chuckles.

'Idiot.'

"Rightttt," I drag out the word, trying to play it cool.

"Heh, alright. Let's get you out of the cold now."

Now

Once we get back to the house, we all immediately change into our sleepwear. Yea, the dress is pretty, but it gets uncomfortable after a while.

I go up to my room and change into an oversized, gray, fleece sweater that reads "Too tired to care" and matching sweatpants. I let down my hair from my half up, half down hairstyle and stick the rose into my pencil cup on my desk. Now, I just need to get rid of this makeup.

I walk out and wait in front of the bathroom for whoever was changing in there. A minute later, Undyne walks out, dress in hand. She is wearing a black tank top and blue pajama pants.

"Hey, I just gotta get this makeup off my face," I smile at her.

"Alright, punk. I'll get outta your hair," she walks downstairs, probably to put away her dress.

I grab a makeup wipe from its package and start wiping away the concealer, mascara, blush, and anything else on my face. Then, I throw it away and actually start washing my face with a cleanser to really get rid of the dirt, grime, and oil. I put on some moisturizer and then brush out my hair to try and untangle any knots.

I finally finish and walk downstairs to see everyone already sitting in a circle in the middle of the living room. I join them, sitting down in between PJ and Undyne.

"So, I'm assuming we're gonna play a game based on the way we're sitting."

"You bet we are, punk!"

"What game?"

"Wait, I gotta go get the prop," PJ stands up and goes to the kitchen.

"...what's he doing?"

"Relax, it'll be fine," BP says calmly.

PJ comes back shortly with a plastic water bottle in hand.

"Chill, no one's kissing anyone else!" He jokes.

"We're playing truth or dare!" Cil exclaims enthusiastically.

"More like dare or dare!" Skate laughs, "Can I go first?"

PJ puts the bottle down in the center and Skate spins it.

"Undyne! Call Alphys and tell her you love her with no context."

"Uhhhhh...okay?"

Undyne picks up her phone, which is sitting right next to her. She dials a number in but before she could click the call button,

"Put it in speaker."

She proceeds with the call.

"U-Undyne?"

"Hey, Al."

"W-Why are you c-calling all of a s-sudden?"

"I need to tell you something."

"W-What is it?"

"I love you," she says sweetly with a huge from across her face.

"Aww, I-I love you, too."

"Wanna have an anime marathon with me on Sunday?"

"Y-Yeah, I'd like t-that."

"Okay, see ya on Sunday!"

"B-Bye!"

"Bye!"

She hangs up the call.

"Ahhhhh! Cute!!" I squeal.

"But why anime?" BP asks.

"Cuz I'm a weeb at heart!"

"Okay, then," he laughs, "I guess it's my turn now."

He spins the bottle.

"PJ," he glances at him evilly, "Let (Y/N) sit in your lap until the game ends."

"Wait! Why am I getting dragged into this!?" I yelp, feeling the heat on my cheeks.

"Cuz I can!" He grins mischievously.

"Oh, Asgore..." He mutters while looking down, his face a bright magenta hue, "Alright. Come 'ere."

He signals for me to come closer so I shift myself by him. He ends up unraveling himself from his cross-legged position so I can sit between his legs.

It's not uncomfortable or anything. Actually, it feels pretty nice. My soul seems overjoyed about this because it feels as if it could float out of my body and into the sky at any minute.

I follow my soul and lean in just a little closer to PJ's chest.

"You're warm..." I murmur, closing my eyes and tilting my head into the crook of his neckbone.

"You are, too," he mumbles into my ear as he pulls me closer to his chest.

A camera clicking noise comes from someone on the opposite side of the circle. I open my eyes and turn my head towards the sound to see BP holding up his phone.

"Dammit, BP! Can't I have a small moment with my girlfriend without an interruption?"

"PJ..." I pat his chest/ribcage and reassure him.

"I'm not sorry!" He yelps, falling on his back and letting out a hearty laugh.

I turn my attention back to the skeleton behind me, "I guess this is the position we'll gonna be in 'till the game ends."

"Eh, I don't mind," he starts to gently play with my hair.

"Alright, Cil. It's your turn."

Cil takes the bottle and spins it.

"Hmm...Skate" He thinks for a moment before an idea pops in his head, "Write a short love poem for Trix in 10 minutes!" He scrambles to grab his phone and sets his timer.

"Oh, geez!!" She also takes out her phone and starts a memo.

* * * * * *

"Ew," she states.

"What? It's not bad!" Cil encourages her.

"It's so cliche and terrible!" She laughs.

I peek over at her phone, "It doesn't look bad considering it was a rushed piece."

"Thanks! Now I gotta send this weird poem to him."

Me:
Heya!

Trix 🧡:
Hey
You just can't get enough of me can you?

Me:
Thats it
So I wrote a poem for you!

Trix 🧡:
A poem?
Okay
Let me see it

Me:
Tell me how much you love me
.
We only say one phrase
"I love you"
I could tell you days upon days
Would you tell me that too?
.
Love is difficult to measure in time
But for me, it's forever and ever
Would you tell me the same thing as I?
Would we stay like this together?
.
You're my everything
And it may sound cliche
But to love you, I'd give anything
Is this what you would say?
.
It would take forever to explain love
Due to its complications
But if that's what I'm thinking of,
Would you wait for my explanations?
.
So, my love, do you understand the things I've said?
Please tell me you see what I see
The question is messing with my head
Can you see how much you mean to me?
World's most disgusting poem 👆

Trix 🧡:
Noooo dont say that! Its great!!
And yesss I love you so much ❤❤

Me:
❤❤❤❤
And now the others need me
Ill talk to you later tonight

Trix 🧡:
Heh ok
Love ya 😘

Me:
Love you too!! ❤❤

"You guys are acting like you've been together for years!" Undyne cackles, "But I can't say I don't ship it!"

"Okay, bonehead, it's your turn," I gently nudge PJ, who's keeping himself occupied with my hair. When I lean forward to bring the bottle closer to us, my hair falls out of his grasp. He grumbles quietly before agreeing to spin it so he could go back to messing with my hair.

"Fudge..." BP mumbles while PJ is staring at him with an evil smile.

"Hmm...what to do with you?" PJ strokes his chin.

"Please nothing extreme..." BP holds up his hands in surrender.

"...lyric prank on NC."

"What, no! You're not dragging him into this weird mess!"

"Well, to be fair, you dragged (Y/N) into my mess."

He stays silent for a second, thinking of the consequences for giving in.

"What song?" he reluctantly gives in.

"Closer by The Chainsmokers. And you continue until he realizes it's a song."

"Geez, why that song?"

"Because I can."

"...fine."

Me:
Hey

Sweet Treat 🍦:
Hey!

Me:
I was doing just fine before I met you

Sweet Treat🍦:
What does that mean??

Me:
I drink too much and thats an issue

Sweet Treat🍦:
What? We are both underage
We cant be drinking

Me:
But Im okay

Sweet Treat🍦:
You still shouldnt be drinking anyway

Me:
Hey

Sweet Treat🍦:
Uhhh hey?

Me:
Tell your friends it was nice to meet them

Sweet Treat🍦:
Wait
Youre jumping all over the place

Me:
But I hope I never see them again

Sweet Treat🍦:
What?
Why don't you want to see them?
I have so many questions

Me:
I know it breaks your heart
Moved to a city in a broke down car

Sweet Treat🍦:
Is this because I moved?
Im sorry...

Me:
And 4 years, no calls

Sweet Treat🍦:
Im sorry I didnt keep on touch...

Me:
Now youre looking pretty in a hotel bar

Sweet Treat🍦:
Hotel bar...?
What hotel bar?

Me:
And I cant stop

Sweet Treat🍦:
Stop what?

Me:
No I cant stop

Sweet Treat🍦:
What is happening? Are you okay?

Me:
So baby pull me closer
In the backseat of your rover

Sweet Treat🍦:
??????

Me:
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder

Sweet Treat🍦:
I dont have a tattoo...?

Me:
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole

Sweet Treat🍦:
What mattress?

Me:
From your roommate back in Boulder

Sweet Treat🍦:
What roommate?

Me:
We aint ever getting older

Sweet Treat🍦:
Are these song lyrics...?

Me:
Finally I can stop
And yes theyre song lyrics

Sweet Treat🍦:
Had to Undernet that lol

Me:
Sorry about that
PJ decided to dare me

Sweet Treat🍦:
No youre okay
Its just a silly dare! Dont worry about it

Me:
Thanks for understanding
Ill talk to you tonite?

Sweet Treat🍦:
Yep! Have fun with whatever you're doing!

Me:
Thanks ily ❤

Sweet Treat🍦:
Ilyt ❤❤❤

"You're lucky that went well," he mutters under his breath and puts down his phone.

"I guess it's my turn now," I lean forward just enough to reach the bottle because PJ seems to really enjoy touching my hair. I spin it.

"Uhhhhh..." Cil anxiously laughs, "Please nothing too much..."

"This is an old trick but it's absolutely hilarious!" I laugh out loud before quickly shutting up to continue, "I want you to text Quill 'I haven't been fully honest wih you.'"

"Oh my God! That's gonna give him some major anxiety!" He freaks out.

"And don't answer him for ten minutes. Also, make sure to turn off read receipts."

Cil glances at his phone and hen at me a few times. Back and forth. Back and forth.

He reluctantly picks up this phone and starts typing.

Me:
Quill?

He responds almost immediately.

Feather Quill:
Yes?
You need me for something?

Cil takes a deep breath before continuing.

Me:
I haven't been completely honest with you...

Feather Quill:
Why?
What's wrong?

He turns the phone over to us to let us see the messages, giving small dings every time a new message pops up.

Feather Quill:
Hello?
Cil Im worried!!

This earns a few snickers from BP and Undyne.

"Okay, okay, put the phone down. And set a timer for 10 minutes."

"I guess I'll just spin the bottle now" Undyne shrugs.

It lands on me, probably because I'm the only person who hasn't gone yet.

"Fuhuhu!"

I gently bite my lip and rub the back of my neck, a nervous "heh" slipping out of my mouth.

"Are you really human?"

I feel my heart stop and my face pale.

"You good, Sweets? You're shaking a lot," PJ comments behind me.

"Yeah...I'm okay..."

"So, you're not human!?" Skate exclaims in shock.

Everyone's eyes stare at me in disbelief. This girl, one of the only "humans" on the school, isn't actually a human. Would you believe it?

"No...I'm not actually human..." I admit, softening my tone to a murmur, "Do you guys want to hear the story?"

Everyone's silence signals for me to continue.

But Cil's phone decides to ring and interrupt. We all silently stare at for about a minute before it stops.

I go back to what I was saying,

"To start it off, I'm an angel. A guardian angel to be exact. On a guardian angel's 18th birthday, they go to the Lucid Palace in Heaven and get assigned their person to protect. But, most angels are up there and not on Earth with 'mortals.' The reason I'm down here and not up there is because of an incident with my parents.

There are two ways to protect a person. The first is to simply watch over them as an invisible figure. The second is to take the form of a human and physically befriend them.

On my father's 18th birthday, he was assigned his person to protect. He fell in love with her and took the form of a human. There was no law about falling in love with the person you were supposed to protect. However...there was a law on affairs and betrayal. The Court of Morality does not treat affairs kindly and its punishment is often banishment.

So the biggest problem was...my father was married at the age of 20 to another angel. Even though angels represent good, not all of them are kind. She was described as an arrogant snob and just a mean person- I mean, angel in general.

My father was sick of being mistreated by his wife, who his parents forced him to marry, so he started an affair with his mortal. After around 2 years, his wife found out that he was cheating on her and had a trial. He was found guilty. He lost his wings, halo, and status, leaving him to only be human. Then, he was banished from the Gates of Heaven so, he wouldn't be able to return.

When he went back to his mortal, she said she was expecting. And that's how I was born. My mother was a human and my father was an angel. And I was the child of the affair. So I guess you could say I'm a mistake."

I let out a sad chuckle.

"My father's genes were passed on to me but only really started to show when I turned around three. As a result, I was marked as a human at birth and still am. And that means that I do have angel wings, a halo, and all that other stuff.

No one really knows about this except Ms. Avery, Frisk, and now you guys. Promise you guys won't tell?"

Everyone nods their heads.

"Any questions?"

"How do you know all this?" Cil asks.

"My father received a letter from the Court of Morality saying that I would be going up on my 18th birthday. Me, being the curious child that I am, asked my father about it and he told me the whole story."

"Would there be other angels down here?" BP wonders.

"If they had an incident like mine or has some other situation, then, I guess so. But, I don't really know."

"Would it be rude if I asked you to show us?" Skate requests.

"Um...alright."

I get up with PJ's lap, in which he responds with a small grumble, and walk to the window, opening it a bit so that some wind could get inside.

I begin my "process of transformation" and spin around with the wind like a small tornado. Not a second later, my clothes change into my white dress, my hair in its updo, and my eyes a striking, metallic gold.

I turn back to the group to see everyone's eyes fixed on me. The room is filled with a mixture of shock, amazement, and wonder. The staring contest continues on for a while before I decide to break it.

"...It's rude to stare," I lightly joke.

This seems to work because as if on cue, everyone snaps out of it and starts a string of apologies.

"Oh, no! It's fine!" I exclaim in a desperate attempt to calm everyone down.

When the room turns back to its usual atmosphere, I return back to my normal form, close the window, and take a seat with PJ.

"I guess we're starting this sequence agai-"

Cil's phone rings as the timer reaches zero. He frantically picks up his phone and shows us the entire conversation.

Feather Quill:
Cil!
CIL!!!
You better answer me before I call you!
No response?

Missed call from Feather Quill

Feather Quill:
Cil...
Please answer me
Youre scaring me
A lot
Hello...?
Im calling you again

His phone lights up again to a call. He answers the call and is met with a shout or a yelp.

"Cil! What's wrong!?" We hear his voice yelling through the phone.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry!!"

"What did you do!?"

"No, no, no, no, no! Nothing was wrong!"

"Then, why'd you send me that!?"

"It was a dare! I am so sorry!!"

"..."

"...I'm sorry..."

"Please...don't ever do that again..."

"I won't."

"Promise?"

"Promise. And you know how I am about those."

"Yea, I do. I'm not mad or anything. But, just don't scare me like that, okay?"

"Okay, I won't scare you like that again."

"You said it was a dare earlier. So, I assume you're playing truth or dare."

"Yea, we are."

"I'll let you get back to your game now. Talk tonight?"

"For sure."

"See you later. And I love you!"

"I love you too!"

He hangs up the phone.

"We were very lucky..."

"I'm sorry I did that. I shouldn't have..." I apologize.

"No need to apologize. Just, no one do that dare next time. Quill doesn't like to be messed with."

The front door opens.

"Why are you guys still up?" Mr. Ink closes the door behind Mr. Error, "It's almost 1 am."

"It is?" PJ picks up his phone and checks the time, "Well, dang. Looks like we're all turning in for the night."

"Should we build another blanket fort?" Cil suggests.

"Sure, why not?"

"Alright. Undyne, grab two chairs from the kitchen. Skate, get a few heavy books from the bookshelf. And BP, take off the couch cushions and stack them against the arms of the couch. Cil and (Y/N), come get some blankets and pillows with me."

While everyone else is doing their own thing, Cil and I follow PJ upstairs to grab our "building material." From my room, I grab a thick blanket for the flooring and some extra pillows to line the fort with. From Cil's room, he grabs a large but thin blanket and a few more pillows. From PJ's room, he grabs another thick blanket and even more pillows.

When we return downstairs, we set down the two thick blankets on the floor and drape the thin blanket over the chairs. Half of us place pillows inside the fort for support and the other half helps stack books on the chairs.

Not too long after, we finish. Everyone brushes their teeth and does their nightly routine before setting our own pillows and blankets inside the fort for sleeping.

Cil lays in one corner, followed by me, PJ, Skate, Undyne, and BP. Everyone except PJ and I take out their phones and chat with their significant other before they go to bed.

I yawn tiredly and snuggle in with the blanket on me to get comfier. But it seems PJ has other plans...because he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. So, now he's spooning me...

'Dammit PJ...'

His body heat against my back is frosty compared to the heat on my face.

"Am I making you flustered?" He whispers softly into my ear.

"Y-Yes..." I whisper back, turning my head as much as I can behind me.

A small, quiet chuckle escapes his lips as I feel his gentle breath on my skin.

I turn my head back and make the mistake to huddle closer to him. I haven't been this close to him ever. I can almost hear him smiling.

I close my eyes and let myself drift off into sleep. The last thing I hear is him whispering in my ear.

"Sweet dreams, Angel Eyes."

~A/N~
Now you get the whole backstory of (Y/N) :D
And I hope the ending is fluffy enough ^^

Word count: 3461 words (including A/N)

*nopes out*