A/n: Konichiwa...

You: Where have you been?!

Me: 😐 The question is, where have you gone?

Guyz, it's been for how long has it been since I've updated in this book. And sorry not sorry, this isn't my fault. I'm sorry, but yes, I'm accusing you guys.

As of now, there are a total of three locked chapters in this book, namely;

You're My Destination (Level 2)
Mine, and Only Mine (Level 1)
Please Heal Her! (Level 2)

They're all kinda preserved in the freezer now, so please, if ya wanna read them anytime soon, comment 'why not?'. I'm really truly sorry to pressure you guyz, but I'm also sorry for myself for writing these stories only to turn out that they'd be rotting in my draft list.

And if you all think I'd be taking down the 'key' rule, don't even start, 'cause I ain't doin' it. I was really excited to publish this book that I even planned to have a twist, so I can't just give up on it yet!

Plus, if I did take down the main reason for this Oneshot/Short Story book to exist, then I'll also have to remove the Key Master title which I've included in the TPC Collab list.

Now, ya think this is over? Ya think this is the reason I updated such crappy content? No. I actually want to publish this chapter, 'cause it includes yet, a really short(the shortest I've ever written) oneshot.

I decided, since only a few, no, none of you guyz even commented a single 'why not?', I'll be publishing short oneshots for free(as unlocked), and the long main short stories as locked. Which meant, ya don't have to open short oneshots, like I said, really short.

So this one is one of those short oneshots, and I hope you like it!

Onwards, pinksterz!💕

⚠Also, be warned that it may contain mild inappropriate words like, err, ya know what I mean. I said 'mild' cause they're a bit pretty hidden, so don't worry. 😉This is my first time writing something like this, so please don't judge meh.

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Having Sans by her side was really something she didn't expect to happen. I mean, she's just some good for nothing nerd, who happens to end up dating with the one of the school's most popular guys.

"Heard about that Paul guy, eh punk?" A voice erupted near her, which made her jump a little in surprise.

"Yeah, isn't he one of those famed boy groups in school? The one Melissa was dating with?" She responsed, adjusting her messed-up round thin-brimmed eyeglasses.

The voice's beholder; a redheaded blue fish lady, nodded, "He cheated on her."

"What?! Undyne, you can't be serious." She exclaimed in shock. Melissa was a friend of theirs, and the fact that her boyfriend actually cheated on the girl made it hard to believe.

One of the school's favorite sweethearts, it was impossible for this to happen, especially when both really loved each other.

"Heck, I am!" Undyne boomed, "He went for that Stella britch, and was caught on the act. I heard he did that for his reputation, since Melissa is a nerd, and that many don't approve of them together, which made him feel weak." She paused, gritting her sharp teeth, "If I see that fricking bastard again, imma kill that drick off piece by piece for hurting our friend!?"

Frisk giggled at her friend's overpotective nature, "Now, now, Undyne. There's no need for any violence... But I think Paul really deserves to get a piece of his mind." She frowned, thinking of how Melissa would've felt.

"Right." She sighed, cooling down a bit, "Say, I'll go 'talk' to him later about this matter. Would you like to come with me? Make sure I don't get to kick that atchhole?"

The human only smiled, "Sure."

As Undyne left the scene, however, the recent discussion actually worried her.

Sans is a heartthrob, badatch big shot. And she's only a mere nerd. Heck, sooner or later, he could even do the same if she were him. I mean, that's what those super popular guys only care about, right? Their reputation?

She couldn't help but sit down the bench beside her and cry.

I don't deserve him. He shouldn't have ended with little ol' me.

"Frisk?" A deep voice called out, catching her attention to the skeleton monster who now stood beside her.

"Why are ya cryin?" He asked worriedly, sitting beside her and cupped her cheeks on his phalanges to wipe off her tears using his thumbs.

"S-sans?"

"Hey, don't worry. I'm right here. Does something hurt?" He asked, concern clear in his voice. She only nodded a no, making the skeleton more worried than ever.

"Did somebody tried to hurt ya? Bully ya? If someone did, they sure have to ready 'cause they're all gonna have a bad time for making my girl cry!---" he growled, about to stand up to find the frick who could've hurted her this bad, only to be halted by her sudden embrace.

He sat back down, hugging her back, and tracing his boney fingers through her soft chestnut brown shoulder-length hair. Instantly, she sobbed harder, crying on his chest, her tears dripping all over his uniform, but he did not care.

He wanted to know what made her all sorrowful. He hated it whenever the brunette was crying like this.

"Tell me what's wrong." He said, looking down at her, as she looked up to meet with his white pinpricks on her golden honey-glazed irises. Her eyes showed hesitation, as tears continue to flow down her pale fair-toned complexion.

He removed her glasses to avoid it from being wet, before smiling back at her, "Please. I want to help ya." He pleaded.

She only sighed, pulling away from the hug, then looked down at the ground below as if it's the most interesting thing she's ever seen. After minutes of recollection, she gazed back at him, asking, "Do you love me?"

He only sat there, in shock of her question, before answering, "What kind of question is that? Of course I do! More than anyone else in the world."

"But I'm a burden to you and your reputation. I'll only ruin you." She whimpered. This caused the skeleton to anger a little, holding her chin up to face him.

"Ya dare?! Don't ya dare call yourself a burden to me, and my fricked up reputation. Reputation, fame, popularity, the ability to strike fear and lovestruck in the souls of this school be damned, I would always love ya, and ya only." He growled, sending shivers down the girl's spine.

"But do you regret being with me?" She frowned once more, but it seemed to somehow calm the guy.

"I don't. I swear I don't. How could I if ya're the most amazing thing that ever happened to me? Why makes ya want to even say such things?" He asked, frowning.

"I don't know, it's just that... I'm worried you'll leave me once everyone would consider me as your weak spot."

"Heh. Ya're right about something. Ya are my weak spot. But never! I would never want to leave a precious girl like ya. Mark my words, Frisk. If I ever did, just send somebody to hunt me down and kill me, like Undyne." He chuckled, which made her giggle a bit at the mention of her aggressive friend's name.

"Frisk." He said, turning serious as he held both her hands to his, "Ya are the kindest, the smartest, the bravest, the most amazing gal I've ever met. If they decide that I was a weak fool to even stay by your side, then frick them 'cause they don't even know what they're all missing out.

Ya didn't ruin me, but ya turned me to something more special. If you hadn't come along to understand me back then, I would've been a coldhearted bully back then.

So don't ya ever say that ya don't deserve me, that ya ruined me, that ya were a burden, because ya're not. I love ya so much, Frisk, I really do! And I promise I'll never hurt ya in any way. Ya can count on me with that one." He smiled, ruffling her hair.

"I love you too, Sans. And I'm sorry for being a bit... you know." She beamed sadly at him.

"Everything is okay. I understand, so ya don't have to worry about it, okay?"

She nodded yes, before he quickly stood up, and faced her, smirking.

"Don't ya think I should get a reward for making ya feel better?" He chuckled, making Frisk turn red in embarassment as she stood up, covering her flustered face.

"S-sans?!" She squeaked, earning another deep chuckle from the skeleton.

"Aww. Ya're no fun." He pouted childishly.

The brunette only eyed him mischievously, before quickly pecking his teeth and hid herself once more. Sans only stood there, dazed by her reaction, but then grinned, pulling her hands away from her face.

"Don't ya dare hide that pretty face of yours from me!" He laughed, as he leaned in to press his teeth on her soft pink lips. She was in a daze at first, but then kissed him back. They pulled away in the need of 'air', both a blushing mess.

"I love you, Sans."

"Love ya too, sweetheart."

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A/n: Soo, was it good? 😓 I doubt so, cause this is my first time trying to write a chapter as short as possible.

Anyways, hope you like the oneshot, and just informing, I'm intoducing yet another short story chapter...

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Description: Take You Instead

Level 2: Unlocked

Frisk is the first princess of the Underground. She follows her brothers, Chara and Asriel, to know their fate, and save a prince. But after meeting Lord Sans, will taking someone else than a prince okay?

Edited: So I accidentally UNpublished this by mistake, sorry!