"Frisk, darling? Can I possibly ask you to leave the room for a little while? You too, Paps~*" MTT crooned, and the human and the skeleton followed what he asked.

"Hello, Sans. Now we're alone together, I must have a little... word with you."

"Sure, Mettaton. What's up?" Sans replied.

"I'm going to tell you this straight, darling. Leave. My. Man. Alone. Stop interfering with our love, and leave us alone! Honestly, Sans. It seems like you're more involved in the drama than I am!"

"Sure thing, MTT. On one condition, though. Nothing you do is anything he doesn't want to do. Ever."

"You drive a tough bargain, Sans. I'll have to think about it."

Sans turned Mettaton's soul blue, and threw him against the wall. Sans positioned his Gaster Blasters around him, and grabbed the scruff of Mettaton's sparkly outfit.

"No considering, MTT. Either you agree, or I'll tell him everything, and I mean everything."

"F...fine! Just get off me!"

Sans let him down, and Mettaton wiped off the [dog] residue that he discovered on his collar.

Papyrus and Frisk came back in, and Sans almost immediately took the human out the room again. They sat on the sofa, leaving Papyrus and Mettaton in the kitchen.

Frisk was curled up at the end, and sans pulled her close to his being. He held her closely, and turned his head to face her. Their faces moved closer and closer, until they kissed. It was a breathtaking kiss, and one full of passion. Sans pulled Frisk underneath himself, and continued to kiss her. Frisk's jumper moved further up her stomach, and Sans' hand crept up her body. He'd managed to free himself of his jacket, and his shorts were slowly moving away from his body.

Frisk pulled her jumper down, and stood up, to Sans' surprise. She almost ran out the room, attempting to wipe tears from her eyes. She ran up to her room, and left Sans clueless on the sofa.

"Kid?" Sans called out as he gently pushed Frisk's bedroom door open. She was lying face down on her bed, and her small form was shaking slightly. Sans walked over to her, and placed a reassuring hand on her back.

"Kiddo..." he was lost for words. He didn't understand what he'd done wrong, but he wanted to help her.

"Kid... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you. I just... I got carried away. Kid, I swear, it won't happen again."

Frisk briskly sat up, and looked Sans in the eyes.

"I'm sorry, Sans. I shouldn't have acted that way. I know it seems dumb, but I... bad memories were... it's not your fault... I... I'm sorry..." Frisk began sobbing again, and Sans hugged her, tightly. They silently sat together in a loving embrace for what seemed to be a few hours. When Frisk stopped crying, it was around 6:30pm.

"Frisk? Can you tell me what happened back there?"

"Um... yeah. Before I fell, I had a boyfriend. He loved me, and I loved him, I think. He wanted to be with me forever, and he would always kiss me as a surprise when I was lying down. One day, we were celebrating our 3 year anniversary, and we were walking in the forest. We must've gotten lost, because the ground got steeper. He asked me if I was okay, and gave me a kiss. He took me by surprise, and I stumbled backwards. I fell, but I just kept on falling. Before I knew what was happening, I saw my boyfriend's face disappearing into darkness, and then I ended up down here."

"Wow... kiddo... sounds like you were having a great life back up there. Why don't you go back?"

"Because he doesn't love me anymore. Every month, he would throw a letter down, written to me. After around 4 months, I got one saying he had a new girl, and he never wanted to see me again. I was crushed. That was when I actually let Toriel take me in. For months I denied her help, and she still cared. That's why she's so special, and why you're so special. You didn't leave me when bad stuff happened. You're still here, eh?"

"Kid..."

"Sorry... I kinda sprung that on you..."

"Frisk. I love you. I wanted you to know that I'm never gonna leave you, even if you want to go back to the surface."

"Really? Sans? I... I love you too..."

They sat in Frisk's bed, in a content silence, and waited for the next day to arrive.