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I Dont Dance - DanceTale Sans x Tik Tok user reader

(If you can't read the title. I Don't Dance - DanceTale Sans x Tik Tok user! reader)

** Third Person's P.O.V **

You fell into the underground not long ago, you weren't like them. You don't dance, up in the surface you do. It doesn't make sense right? Nope. You lie to them about not knowing how to dance, of course, they aren't stupid so they teach you how. You were more interested in hip hop but you're a little embarrassed about dancing in front of everyone.

You also liked jazz, and tango. You mastered ballet when you were young, but you still lied about not knowing. All you did was stay in the inn making Tik Tok videos. You were already comfortable dancing in front of your viewers, you were famous in Tik Tok as m/n (musername) because of your content such as dancing, lip syncing, comedy, roleplay and most of all, transition.

You were pretty good at it, when you fell down, you brought your tools for Tik Tok with you. You just fell because of trying to make a Tik Tok video, you tripped on a rock in the process and fell. You still had the video as proof, looking back at it, you kept laughing at how you fell into the void of seemingly black nothingness.

You were bored, you wanted to try to record a video outside the inn, you never tried it before but you wanted to try because the inn has less space for background and you wanted to try something new.

You got up and changed, when you were ready, you walked out of the inn and went deep into the forest without anyone noticing. There is WiFi here in the underground and it sucks, like what Jerry says all the time. So picked a song in your library. You chose something that has something to do with transitions. But you found none. So you chose a normal song.

You began making actions adding a slom-mo at the end. You stopped the video and you added your favourite filter. Once you were satisfied, you made another one. You couldn't think of much but play around the snow, you chose a fully slow motion video. You kicked and threw the snow as much as you can, jumping around until the video ended.

You looked so childish, you laughed it off and shook the snow off your hair and clothes. You were hand brushing your hair until you heard crunching foot steps. You turned to the direction from where it came from and there you saw a shadow. You squeaked like a child and ran away from the stranger.

You came running back to the inn like someone was chasing you. You ran up to your room and flopped face-first on your bed panting. “What did I do to make them find me?” you asked yourself until you realized. You weren't kind of deep in the forest, just a few meters away from the path because you were afraid to get lost and google Maps won't work without strong WiFi.

“Whatever that is, it scared the hell out of me.” you shivered at the thought of having a stalker. You had a couple of stalkers on Tik Tok and you luckily blocked them, they can't see any of your content anymore. You decided to not accept a friend request if they don't show their face. If they don't, you can't let them see your content mainly because of stalkers. You know the faces of your stalkers and they were creepy as hell.

They sent threatening messages at you if you don't post another video. This made you stay out of Tik Tok for a long time, when you spread the news to your fans, they immediately fired back to the stalkers and blocked the stalkers. You were relieved that your fans are insane and as crazy as the stalkers because they're patient as they are. 

You came back to making more, receiving more love than you had before and that's when you rose to fame, you had a cute crown on your profile, you have been featured a lot and the muser community came to know you.

In return for all their love, you spent 3 days, spamming your fans with likes on their content, they came back saying thank you, praising you for making their day and it meant a lot to them when coming from a famous person. You also said that it made your day too. You love your fans, nothing can change that.

You suddenly got a message from Frisk(A/n: just pretend they have phones..).

Frisk
Active Now.

Y/N, ARE YOU READY FOR ANOTHER BALLET LESSON?

Y/n
Active Now

Yeah, I am.

Frisk

GREAT,  MEET ME AT THE MTT RESORT, OUR REHEARSAL WILL BE THERE! 

Y/n

Okay, but why the caps tho?

Frisk

IT'S THE GREAT PAPYRUS TEXTING YOU

Y/n

Okay, send a picture of yourself IN THE MTT RESORT AND IN THE REHEARSAL ROOM

Frisk

Fudge. You got me

Y/n

Yup.

Frisk

Anyways, see ya there!

Y/n

K, bye

Frisk

Bye!

You turned your phone off and packed the dress for the rehearsal. Frisk kept reminding you that you should wear the dress first bt you were like ‘I ain't going out in public like this’ while shaking your head. She always says that but you never listen, no matter how many times you say that its embarrassing, she would say that you would have to deal with it. You roll your eyes at her after that.

You used the snow tunnel thing so it would be faster, you reached waterfall and walked until you find the river person. You asked to go to Holland and there you go. “Tra La La, beware of the man who speaks in hands.” is what they said, you reshced your destination and thanked the river person. You walked up the stairs while thinking about making a ballet video.

“Wait a minute, there's stairs here”

That's when you realized you can make a shuffle dance video here, everyone was recommending you to do it. So you set up your monopod beside the river and it was perfect. You timed the video by 3 seconds and you were at the foot of the stairs. Ready.

“I can swear, I can joke. I see what's in my mind, if I drink, if I smoke. I keep up with the guys, if you see me holding up my middle finger to the world, f### your ribbons and your pearls. Because I'm not just a pretty girl.” 

The video ended and you watched it. You noticed something in the background. A blue and pink blotch. You were confused and looked up to see Sans and Frisk. They were staring at you, you blushed so hard. You're in it now, they say you shuffle dancing. You told them nothing about recording yourself and dancing to the music.

Honestly, at that point, you wanted to die. You couldn't stand them watching you. And mostly because your crush daw everything. “We're yoy shuffle dancing?” he asked, those words hit you like a truck. You're dead, you're dead soon. “I see no why you lied.” at this point, you were a blushing mess.

“I'm sorry, you were so embarrassed, you Ran up the stairs to waterfall. You were too embarrassed to confront Frisk either. You only practiced ballet because it was the first genre of dancing you did when you were younger. And no one taught you hip hop or tango yet because you were busy with ballet.

You reached the room with a piano in it and stayed in one of the corners, contemplating about your life. “I wanna dieeeeeeeeeeee”you muttered to yourself. You kept glacing at the piano now and then. You just felt like you needed to record a video with it. Not only you were good a t dancing at all that stuff, you learned how to play a lot of instruments. Back in the surface, you had an electric guitar, a bass, a hall piano, flute, violin, a drum, baby piano,  digital piano, xylophone, marimba and that mono—something. You learned a lot of instruments because your parents wanted you to have more than one talent.

You stood up and approached the piano. It looked untouched, you pressed a few keys that were from a song. It still worked.

Yoy sat down and started to play. You recorded it too of course.

(A/n: this is the song that you played) 

After the song ended, you watched yourself playing. In the middle of the video, you can see your reflection on the screen of your phone. You see a blue and pink blotch once again, you fell backwards because yoy were startled.

“Ah! Stop following me please”

You lay helpless on the ground, Frisk was smirking at you. “Didn't know you can play piano.” She remarked, you glared at her. Your blush intensified and it had gotten a lot worst. You looked like a tomato by now.

“Let's talk at MTT resort, shall we?”

You gulped your saliva, you had a lot of explaining to do.

(Pt 2 will come out soon.)

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