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The new house fit like a glove!
Sure, you were nervous at first, but slowly you began to get more comfortable.
The first night in the house was the hardest. Every unfamiliar noise woke you up; you were sure you only slept about an hour. Sans knew there was no stopping your anxiety, and he slept through the night in complete peace.
Lucky little bastard.
After the first night, you slowly began to fall in love with the home. Everything was falling into place and you couldn’t be more elated! Sans was happy, Paps was happy, you were happy- how much better could it get?!
Tori and Frisk had come over a few times since the move. Frisk had been asking you more and more about Mexico as time passed. Tori was getting a little nervous, but you assured her that it was only curiosity. Frisk wanted to know about where they came from, and they were lucky enough to know the truth!
You had gone back to work full time- despite your dislike of the job. You’d been looking for other jobs in your free time, but you were letting life go with the flow.
This morning- was a little different.
You woke up to get ready for work, sluggishly dragging yourself out of bed.
“Hmm…hmm…” Sans grumbled, pawing for you to come back to bed.
“I wish I could.” You whimpered, wanting nothing more than to get back into your cozy bed. “I gotta go to work, Bone Boy.”
Sans growled, burrowing deeper into his pillow.
Getting ready for the day, you got dressed and packed yourself a lunch. Unaware that Sans was waiting by the front door, you jumped in surprised when you saw your exhausted looking partner. “Babe, what’re you doing up?”
Sans smiled softly, taking ahold of your hand. “Can I drive you to work today?”
Quirking your brow at your lover, you smiled. “Why? Are you up to something?”
Pulling you into his arms, Sans held you tightly against his body. “No reason…jus’ want to spend more time with you.” Sans rocked the two of you side to side, his hand gliding down your side to settle at your hip.
Loving his warm and fuzzy-ness, you eagerly agreed. Sans shoved his feet into his fluffy pink bunny slippers and grabbed your car keys. “I’ll teleport back home.” He said, holding open the front door for you. “And I’ll pop back in to drive you home.”
“A boyfriend and a chauffeur! How lucky am I?” You snickered, pressing a languid kiss to your lover’s lips. Sans chuckled, swatting you on the ass as he followed you out the door.
Sans took the driver seat and began to drive through early morning traffic. What was usually an annoying part of your day was made enjoyable. “Do you think Paps really likes the house?”
“Of course he does!” You scoffed. “Did you see how excited he was when you showed him his room? We’re already planning a garden together for the back yard!”
Sans hummed, drumming his phalanges against the steering wheel. “Why’d you ask? Is everything alright, Bone Boy?”
His jaw clicked and his brow bones furrowed together. “I don’t know…but I feel like something’s about to happen.”
You groaned, tossing your head back against the head rest. “DON’T! Please, don’t say that! You’re going to jinx us!”
Sans laughed, reaching out to smack your shoulder. “I know, I know. We don’t need any more bad luck than we’ve already had. Swear to god, you humans are too superstitious for your own good.”
Pulling into the parking lot, Sans drove straight up to the front door. He smiled at you, leaning over the console to kiss you. Softly, you pressed into the kiss, cupping his jaw. Rubbing his jaw with the pad of your thumb, taking in the smooth texture of bone.
When you pulled away, the little dots of Sans’ eyes had turned into hearts.
“You’re cute~” You cooed, pressing another quick kiss to his teeth. “Thanks for driving me! I’ll see you after work?”
“You know it.” Sans said dreamily. You waved goodbye to your boyfriend, not wanting to leave him in favor of work. Leaving the car, you blew Sans a kiss before you opened the big glass doors to the office building.
Sighing, you made your way begrudgingly to your desk. Setting up for the day, you sat down in your uncomfortable chair and turned on the computer. Spending the next few hours doing your boring job, your cell phone rang.
Keeping an eye on the office phone, you answered your cell. “Hello?”
“________!” Papyrus’ peppy voice seemed to be even louder over the phone. “I have a question!”
“What’s your question, Paps?” You asked, scooting your chair across your desk to grab some paperwork.
“Ever since I’ve been chasing storms, I have…I have…ahh…AAHHH…”
You’d never heard Papyrus sound this conflicted. His usual bubbly and forthcoming personality was exchanged for a nervous sounding skeleton.
“Are you alright?” You asked, worried that he had gotten himself storm chasing.
“No! I’m fine! It’s just…as a human, I was hoping you could help me!” It sounded like Papyrus was holding his breath. “I have found a college where one can study weather…”
“Meteorology?”
“HOW DID YOU KNOW!?” Papyrus sounded pleased as punch. “I saw an ad on the wonderful human internet! I went to fill out the application to join the classes, but I was confused. Could you help me with the human paperwork?”
“Of course, I’d love to help you, Pap.” You said, relieved that there wasn’t something wrong. Maybe this is why Sans thought there was something wrong with Papyrus. You knew Sans would be over the moon about Papyrus going to school- Science seems to run in the family.
“WOWIE!” Papyrus screamed; you could hear pots and pans clattering loudly wherever he was. “Thank you, dear _______! I will eagerly await your arrival home!”
Typical of Papyrus, he hung up before you could say goodbye. Laughing at your loud brother, you went back to your work.
In the spare time you had, you googled the local colleges to learn about their meteorology programs- now that you think about it, meteorology fits Papyrus perfectly! Loud, strong, constantly changing; all things Papyrus had in common with weather.
Diving into your paperwork, you kept your nose to the grindstone. Eager to get as much work done as you could, so that you could leave work a little early to help Papyrus as soon as possible!
Unbeknownst to you, Papyrus had a few other hidden secrets.