I did mention that the Dancetale pair were like one of the first to start dating and I thought it'd be really funny if the hypothetical universe meetup had the pair from classic Undertale before they got together because they took it so slow
Angel stared at the two in front of her, jaw almost touching the floor. Her face felt hot, eyes nearly popping out of her head. She didn't look at the skeleton next to her, knowing without even seeing that he'd gone as stiff as she had. After all, it wasn't every day you saw an alternate universe version of yourself kissing someone you consider a good friend.
Star parted from her Sans with a bright grin, finally looking over at the classic pair. Her expression morphs into confusion.
"What's up? You guys look like you've seen a ghost."
"I. Uh. I'm fine."
The other Sans opened his sockets and looks at her, those eye-lights just a little fuzzy. (Her Sans looks at her that way sometimes. She doesn't let herself think of why.) They sharpen almost immediately though, and she feels that all too familiar sensation of being CHECKed, a crawling up her spine and a silent awareness of her soul.
His gaze switches between her, her Sans, and then back to her. That all too familiar look passes over this stranger's face, that amused understanding like he'd figured out a puzzle of some kind. And she wonders if all of them share that expression.
"heh."
He turns his head and mutters something into Star's ear. Her doppelganger blinks owlishly at them before understanding dawns.
"...snrk—" She covers her mouth with a hand, but Angel saw that grin coming a mile away. She can't even bring herself to be mad about that, because she'd do the exact same thing in her shoes. "Sorry, sorry! I'm gonna go ahead and steal my boyfriend now. It was nice meeting you!"
Star drags her Sans away in the direction of two others, calling out like her goal was to embarrass Angel and Sans even further. "Can't wait! Gonna dance with the love of my life! The fire of my loins! Etcetera!"
...Would it be morally correct to choke your alternate self?
Angel shakes her head to clear the thought, mortification crawling up her back. She risks a look over at Sans.
He's usually so put together, features betraying nothing beyond a lazy grin and a curious stare. Now though, he's just as flushed as she is. One hand is over his mouth, covering the twitching teeth as he fights to keep his grin intact. It's about the closest thing to a frown from him that she's ever seen, the sight punching her slightly in the chest. All of a sudden, it's like she's been transported back into grade school, classmates laughing. Little jerks tapping her on the shoulder, saying "So and so likes you!" And the target always, vehemently, denying with a clear disgust.
Angel chokes down the poison and laughs, startling the skeleton. The sound is thin.
"That was, uh, something! Sorry about that."
"...eh. it's fine. different timelines, different people." What she perceives as disgust is wiped from his face as he pulls himself back together. "guess we're getting back to mingling?"
"Sure." There's a pit in her stomach. "Onward!"
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Caught up in school, but I drew this.
In @htsan simp club we love to watch the skeleton dance.
Based on @theskeletongames dancetale sans design <3
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It's already December 25th on my watch!
Happy holiday @aeiou-and-why-did-i-do-this !✨✨✨
I'm your Frans Secret Santa! I hope I was able to do what you wanted and you like your gift!💖🌹🎠🥂✨
Special thanks to @venelona / @secretsantafrans , who organized this wonderful event💖💖💖
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