Chadley's p.o.v:

I turned like 23 now and I still haven't told them... I don't plan on it, either... I held Sans' phone number in my hands, staring at it. I wonder if I should call him or not... I sighed and grabbed my cell phone, dialing the number and it started to ring. "Please answer the phone..." I paced. "Hello?" I sighed in relief. "Sans... should I....tell my parents...?" My eyes turned a little blue, sadness. "About what?" "About....me...being.....gay?" I could now hear him tapping his fingers on a table. "Uh....well... yeah...you should... you should tell them you're gay and tell me what happened, okay?" "Okay... thanks..." "Don't hold it in, kid." he hung up.

I'm a wobbly mess. I walked downstairs to see them eating. "Hey...uh...I have...s-something to tell you..." "....what is it... Chadley....?" I paused for a minute... "I'm...I-I'm....gay...." They stopped eating. "T-That's what I wanted t-to tell y-ou..." I quickly walked back upstairs. I-I didn't want to be there any longer than I had to... I sat on the bed, staring at the floor, my tears falling. I didn't want to keep it in... I had to confess... I started sobbing... this wasn't going to end well... I looked at the phone, unsure what to do...

Sans' p.o.v:

I started eating the spaghetti Papyrus made for me. "Do you like it, brother?" "I loved it, Papyrus." I smiled at him. He smiled wide and squealed. I giggled and looked at the phone, slowly frowning. "What's the matter, Sans? Do you really like it?" He frowned sadly. "Nah, it's great, Papyrus.... I'm just... worried..." "Worried? About what? It's edible!" I laughed a little. "Not the spaghetti, Papyrus... I'm worried about Chadley..." "Why? What happened?" "He's going to confess... and I've met his parents... I'm extremely worried..." "Well, I'm sure it will be alright!" He smiled.

"I hope you're right, Papyrus..." "Sans...do...do you... like him?" "Of course." "No no no! That's not what I meant!" I looked at him confused. "Do you have feelings for him, Sans?" I stared at him. "I-I MEAN IT'S ALRIGHT I- "Bro." "I STILL LOVE YOU AND YOU'RE MY BROTHER-" "Bro." "IT'S ALRIGHT AND EVERYTHING I EXCEPT YOU-" "BRO. " "I THINK IT'S ADORABLE- "BRO!" He stopped finally and stared at me. "I like Toriel. Not Chadley." I said serious. "Oops... well...uh...sorry..." I smiled. "It's cool, bro. Plus, I think I'm straight." "You think???" "BRO!!!" He laughed and got my empty plate and put it in the sink. I mumbled under my breath.

Chadley's p.o.v:

I decided to dial the number, hoping I wasn't too much trouble for him. I lay in my bed, staring blankly at the wall. My eyes turned grey, emotionless. "Hello???" He said worried. "Hey, Sans..." my tears fell on my pillow. "How'd it go?" "I-I don't know..." I shivered and sobbed a little. "Hey, hey, it will be okay... don't cry..." "I-I can't s-stop..." My glittery eye shadow was mixed with my tears, on my pillow. "Oh that's fucking perfect..." "What?" "Uh...uh...nothing..." "Chadley, I'm worried about you...is there anything at all... I could do...? Please..." I kept staring at the wall. "I don't think so..." "Want me to...come over...?" I smiled a little. "I-It's fine..." "Are you sure...?" "Yeah..." "Hmm.... Chadley...?" "Yeah...?" "You need a soda..." "Why?" "To SPRITE your spirits." I sniffled and smiled, laughing faintly. "Hehe... I love your puns..." "Yep. They're the best."