Undetale: One-shots & Lone-shots

Kustard

"Come and bring your lazy red butt! We just might be late!" Sans was rushing up a hill, holding a blanket and a small basket. Fell on the other hand was trying to keep up but was a little bit behind, he himself being at a slight loss of breath. The same as Sans.
"I'm trying, you know?..! I'm not exactly active compared to you..!" Fell took off his jacket, as it was rather warm tonight. The news did say that it would be warm tonight but, he didn't think it would this warm. He might even have to take off his sweater of he has to. 

"You didn't say that last night!" This slick remark made Fell's face turn into a cherry, growling lowly as he pushed himself to catch up. Sans chuckled, going faster since it worked.

"Could you please slow down?!" "You didn't listen to me when I said that last night!" "S-stop it!" Snickering to himself, he went faster, Fell trying his best to catch up and keep the pace. Though he found it more difficult, becoming more tired with every push and step he took. Though he had to keep going. They weren't that far away from the top of the hill.

Once the two were at the top, Fell collapsed onto the blanket that Sans brought up, letting out deep huffs and puffs and more huffs, sweating red bullets. Sans couldn't help but chuckle, sitting down on top of Fell, making sure his bulge was directly encompassed by his tush. Shivering heavily, looking up at Sans, he saw a look in his eyes that he could never refuse. ..This time though he had to put that on hold for now, being waaay too tired.
"When I was tired you were still going away at m-" "S-shut your blue lips up..!" Fell covered his mouth with both of his hands, his face burning by this point. Snickering, yet not listening, wanting to take it even further, Sans pinned Fell's hands above his head, grinding against him softly. Earning a groan with a shiver, he went down and nuzzled into his neck, planting a soft kiss to his sweet spot. Earning yet another shiver, he sat back up a bit, waiting for a moment.
Fell had to gain his composure, his eyes fluttering open a bit, soon looking into the blue lipped skeleton's eyes. 

"You were pounding away at my delicately blue ass. You couldn't get enough of it." "H-hey..!" "Wha~at? You know its true. Especially when I beg you for more." Sans couldn't help but tease and smile, planting a kiss to the very flustered and very red skeleton below him. Who turned his head to the side to avoid the kiss, embarrassed at the facts that were being stated. The very naughty facts. 
Snickering once again, he dropped the subject..for now, laying down on top of the red skeleton. Taking a moment to gather himself, he looked down to Sans, smiling softly from his usual peacefulness. 

"So..when does it start?" "Right.." Sans started, flipping onto his back on top of Fell, looking up at the sky. "Now."

Fireworks then went off. One by one the went up and exploded in the higher atmosphere. From pink, to green, to blue, to red, to orange, to yellow- the full spectrum. Ranging from a variety of different shapes: Spheres, circles, hearts, stars, simple explosions. Everything.

They lied on the ground in awe, their eyes reflecting the lights that were in the sky. They don't even know how long they've been sitting here for, just that they were enjoying each others company. 
Comfortable, happy, smiling like two big-boned idiots in love. The thought of that only make them smile more, snuggling closer to each other. 

"Happy New Year, by the way." Sans cooed, flipping back onto is stomach and looking at Fell. The red skeleton in question thinking for a moment before smacking his cheeks. This making the blue skele snort. 
"What was that for?" "..You always make me feel like an idiot." "Oh really?" Fell nodded with a sigh, rubbing his cheeks to make himself remember things from now on. Even though that probably wouldn't work in the long run.
"If you think that, then.." Sans cupped his cheeks, looking into his eyes. "You are my handsome and sexy and wonderful and sexy idiot." "..Y-you said 'sexy' twice." "I know. I most certainly know." 

"You suck." "I most certainly do." Grumbling, his face becoming more red he covered his face, this being the final straw, as Sans then began to laugh.