Papyrus

They've been in there for three hours now! How long does it take to practising singing!?! You're just talking in a pretty way. Frisk is asleep in one of the upstairs rooms while the rest of us play board games while we wait, Monopoly makes no sense to me. I hear footsteps and I jump up hoping that it's the human or Sans, but it's only Frisk.

"Still nothing?"

"NOTHING! THEY'VE BEEN IN THERE FOR SO LONG!"

"QUIET PAPYRUS! They could probably hear you yelling!"

"YOUR YELLING IS LOUDER!"

She stands up and pushes her face uncomfortably close to min. She's still terrifying.

"You wanna mess with me!?!"

I stay quiet and still and she turns around to join Alphys side again. I throw a bone which she easily dodges even with her back turned, it's either Undyne beating me up or me being bored. She smiles at my attack and jumps onto me, I quickly push her off me and make a circle of bones to surround me. Her smile grows wider as she summons a blue spear, maybe this was a bad idea.

Duska

"You think you've got it?"

"yeah, i may be a bonehead but i've got a good memory."

I shake my head at his pun and open the door, only to be pulled away as a blue spear flies past me and digs itself into the far wall, barely missing my chello that I don't know how to play. I look back out the door to see Papyrus and Undyne fighting, bones are etched into the walls while everyone not in the fight is hiding behind the turned over couch. A blue aura surrounds the two and seperates them.

"what did you do papyrus?"

"I GOT BORED AND SO I WANTED TO TRAIN WITH UNDYNE!"

"You could have used the backyard."

"Wait, there's a backyard?"

I facepalm as I look around the ruined loungeroom, there are holes and broken objects everywhere. I feel a tap on my arm, Sans is reassuring me with a smile.

"don't worry, i'll pay for damages. this is our new house."

"Which was destroyed before we even moved in."

I can sense that Sans really wants to avoid singing in front of an audience, but I really want to hear his voice with the music!

"You guys listening or not?"

Everyone rushes in as to answer my question, Sans only blushes harder.

"Will it be worth it?"

"depends. you a good kisser?"

"I don't know."

I push him in before someone calls us, it would be better for him to just get it over and done with. He stands on the far side microphone while I stand at the one that's closer to the door. He puts on the headphones and his hoodie over it, he looks cool like that.

"Ready?"

"sure..."

"You'll do fine."

I give him a small smile as he hides his eye sockets beneath his hood. 

"Toriel, could you press the blue button labeled 'recording' please?"

I'm unable to hear into the adjacent room but music plays in my ears which tell me she pressed it. 

Duska: "I never had much faith in love or miracles, 
I never wanna put my heart on the line."

Sans: "But swimming in your water is something spiritual,
And I'm born again every time you spend the night."

Duska: "Which way is right, which way is wrong

How do I say that I need to move on?"

Sans: "And it show-ow-ow-ows
Yeah yeah yeah.
You make me feel like,"   

Duska: "You make me feel,
I am just too close to love you."

Sans: "I've been locked out of heaven."

I watch Sans as we sing, he's really getting into it. He was worried about having an audience but it seems that he's having too much fun to notice them. His hood still hides his face but I can clearly see his smile growing as the lyrics continue.

Duska: "There's nothing I can really say."

Both: "Yeah, yeah."

Duska: "You make me feel like,"

Sans: "I can't lie no more, 
I can't hide no more,
Got to be true to myself."

Duska: "I am just too close to love you."    

Sans: "You make feel like,"

Both: "I've been locked out of heaven."

Duska: "So I'll be on my way."

Sans: "You bring me to my knees,
You make me testify.
You can make a sinner change his ways."

Duska: "You said 'open up the gates cause I can't wait to see the light',"

Sans: "See the light..."

Duska: "'And right there is where I wanna stay'."

Sans: "Which way is right, which way is wrong?"

Duska: "How do I say that I need to move on?"

Sans: "And it show-ow-ow-ows,"

Both: "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Sans: "You make feel like,"

Duska: "You make me feel,
I am just too close to love you."

Sans: "I've been locked out of heaven."

Duska: "There's nothing I can really say,"

Both: "Yeah, yeah!"

Duska: "You make me feel like,"

Sans: "I can't lie no more, 
I can't hide no more,
Got to be true to myself."

Duska: "I'm just too close to love you,"

Sans: "You make feel like,"

Both: "I've been locked out of heaven,"

Duska: "So I'll be on my way."

I smile at Sans and he returns it with his growing even larger. He seems to be genuinely loving this, or maybe he's just liking our time together. I will never know what goes inside that skull of his.

Sans: "All..."

Duska: "All..." 

Both: "I need..." 

Sans: "Is a beauty and a beat,"

Duska: "I feel your heartbeat."

Sans: "To make my life complete."

Both: "Yeah-yeah."

Sans: "All I need,"

Duska: "I knew you were trouble when you walked in,"

Sans: "Is a beauty and a beat."

Duska: "So shame on me now,"

Sans: "To make my life complete."

Duska: "Flew me to places I'd never been."

Both: "Yeah!"

Sans: "You make feel like,"

Duska: "You make me feel like,
I am just too close to love you."

Sans: "I've been locked out of heaven."

Duska: "There's nothing I can really say."

Both: "Yeah, yeah."

Duska: "You make feel like,"

Sans: "I can't lie no more, 
I can't hide no more,
Got to be true to myself."

Duska: "I'm just too close to love you,"

Sans: "You make feel like,"

Both: "I've been locked out of heaven."

Duska: "So I'll be on my way."

Sans: "All I need,
Is a beauty and a beat."

Duska: "Trouble, Trouble, Trouble."

Duska: "Too close..."

Sans: "For too long..."

Both: "To love you!
So I'll be on my way."

We stop and I see Sans' eyes under his hood, he's scared. His enjoyment through the song has now completely disappeared and only fear radiates from underneath his hood. I place my headphones onto their stand and walk over to him. I hold his face in my hands.

"Hey, you are a good singer. Here-"

I lean down and kiss him right on his teeth, making his eyes grow at it's suddenness. I remain holding his head as I pull away.

"I promised that, didn't I?"

"y-yeah..."

I giggle at his shyness and I release his head to grab his hand tightly in mine. The door slams open and everyone pours out of the equipment room.

"BROTHER! YOU ARE A GREAT SINGER!"

"Didn't think you had it in you Sans."

"Y-you two sound l-lovely t-together."

"You two should go on stage with me sometime! The crowd will love you darlings!"

"That was very beautiful Sans."

"That was... unexpected. Very pretty."

Frisk runs up and pulls Sans into a hug, he returns it with his own. Gaster walks up to him and puts a hand on his shoulder. He looks up and watches his father as he signs.

"You. Sounded. Brilliant. Sans. I. Am. Very. Proud. Of. You."

He looks at me and smiles larger.

"You. Too. Duska."

"Thanks."

Sylin is then able to push through the crowd, Asgore was blocking his way, and he walks up to the two of us.

"You two were magnificent! I didn't know that you'd be so talented Sans! And Duska, I didn't think any child of mine could have such a beautiful voice."

"thanks sy."

"Thank you... um... Dad."

He smiles at my words and rushes into a hug, he's taller then me so i'm sitting directly under his chin. I guess it finally sank in, he's my dad and will always be my dad. I have a dad. I feel tears rush down my cheek and I quickly rub them away. Dad pushes me away and looks at me with concern.

"What is wrong?"

"Heh... I have a Dad... I never had one of those..."

He smiles gently and hugs me again, patting my hair gently.

"Don't cry, I don't plan on leaving you."

I bury my face into his chest and smile as a familiar boney hand wraps around my own, I squeeze it in recognition. Why does me, of all people, get all of this? I don't exactly deserve it but... it certainly feels good.

(2019 edit)
(MY GOD WHY DID I WRITE SO MANY SONGS INTO THIS BOOK)