Chapter 15

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"Hey... Wake up..."

"Uh..."

"Come on..."

"Five more minutes..."

"Nope, get up now."

"Huh?"

I roll over on top of her, and wrap my arms around her, stopping her from moving.

"What? Uh... Sans!" she cries, struggling around, trying to free herself.

"Try to get up now," I laugh.

"Sans! This is not funny!" she squeals.

"It's quite funny, actually," I grin at her, spreading my arms and resting my head on her chest.

"No! Get off me!" she cries, slapping my arms as she tries to push me off of her.

"You should have gotten up earlier then," I mumble into her chest.

"Seriously? Please get off me," she says.

"I don't want to," I taunt her.

"What do I have to do to get you off me?" she asks, sounding exasperated.

"How about a kiss?" I ask, brushing hair out of her eyes.

"If that's the only way," she sighs, still grinning.

She kisses me, and I roll onto my back, dragging her with me.

My eye starts to glow, and she becomes surrounded by a blue aura.

She squeals once more, as I bring her face closer to mine, her legs dangling in the air.

I grin at her, and she pokes her tongue out at me, but still permitting me to give her a small peck on the lips.

I finally slide out of the bed, Frisk falling onto it, hair flying.

"You ready to get up?" I ask her, extending my hand.

"Fine," she says, rolling her eyes, but taking my hand all the same.

I steer her by the shoulders over to her closet.

"Get changed," I instruct, pulling her school uniform out.

"Okay, Dad," she teases, rolling her eyes once more.

I teleport home, getting changed half-heartedly.

Papyrus appears in my room, a shower cap on his head.

"What are you wearing?" I ask him, trying to hold back from laughing out loud.

"I am wearing a hat Sans, doesn't it look amazing? I found it at the shops!" he replies, looking pleased with himself.

"I'm pretty sure that's not a hat Paps," I tell him.

"Oh, alright then, I'll wear my 'cool dude' cap instead!" Papyrus says, walking back into his own room.

I laugh, then teleport back to Frisk's room.

"SANS!"

"Okay, okay!"

I teleport outside her room, tapping my foot impatiently.

"Done yet?" I call.

"No! Don't come in!" she screams back.

"Hurry up! We don't have all day!" I call.

"Shut up!"

I laugh, sliding down onto the floor, with my back on the door.

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