Chapter 16: Panic At The Disc- Masquerade Ball

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A drawing of Papyrus as an eldritch skeleton beast 👇

A drawing of Papyrus as an eldritch skeleton beast 👇

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It was finally time for the long awaited ball and your nerves went into hyperdrive, you knew a ball meant big crowds and when Sans invited you.. a part of you wanted to say no but... it was the first thing he wanted to do without your input. You sighed as you had slipped on the dress/suit, you also had found a pretty cool mask to wear, it reminded you of a butterfly... you knew that decision was a bit cheeky, heh.

You did a second take in the mirror and you looked good to go! Unfortunately, you hadn't gotten your wing situation in control but hopefully the cloak that came with your outfit would do wonders in hiding them... or you could just say they were a part of your attire if it came down to that. The doorbell rang, telling you that a certain someone was ready to take you out to the masquerade ball... you wonder how it'll go, you've never been to one before. You rushed out of the bedroom, past the living room before stopping and checking if you had everything on you and you did. You quickly got to the entrance door and opened it up to see a very fancy skeleton in a gorgeous navy blue and black suit and his mask... it looked to be a skeletal bat, it was very fitting. Guess the both of you had similar ideas with fitting your mask to what kind of being you were. You stepped out with a smile and locked your door.

"Don't you look like a cute snack, Sweetheart?" You teased him right as he was blown out of the water, stunned into silence at your utterly striking looks! Your dress/suit sure was matching with him, so Catty and Bratty did tell the truth about that! "IF I'M THE SNACK... YOU'RE THE DESSERT" His Soul was practically already beating inside his ribcage, he really wanted to use his affectionate nickname on you but it was way too obvious to be used... yet. Sans could see your cheeks flare up in just the tiniest bit of red, you hadn't expected him to play your little game had you? mweh heh heh!

You were speechless as you looked at him, trying to come up with something to say back but he could tell you were coming up with blanks... he sure had flustered you. "ANYWAY, YOU READY TO GO?" He outstretched his arm for you to take with a grin, he made sure you knew he could play your little game just as well as his brother could... if he really wanted to. "Eh, yes... of course" You said as you put your hand in his, he brought your hand closer to his skull and placed a small chasté kiss on it before he went back to hold your hand again. "THEN LET US BE ON OUR WAY!" He smiled as he led you towards his car as you awkwardly chuckled.

He was only showing a fraction of what he could do to you.

。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。

Sans had helped you out of the car like the gentleman he was and sheesh, this place they were holding the ball in looked to be a big castle, the huge gates opened for all. It felt like you were in an old setting and you and Sans were two Nobels attending a very formal ball together... maybe you'll find your prince or princess charming during the ball... you accidentally chuckled out loud, catching Sans attention.

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