A 'fair' exchange
Sans was sleeping next to Frisk, him loving to be the bigger spoon and being a bit taller, being the one that was hugging Frisk. That was until he woke up. Frisk nuzzling in him so he didn't bother getting up.
"heh." He said to himself as he closed his sockets, relaxing. But he opened them again as he realized something. Frisk's soul popped out thanks to the fact she trusted him. Sans blinked in surprise.
"oh my god!" He said amused. But he didn't expect that his soul would pop out as well. Frisk woke up mumbling.
"morning...buttt~ we have a tiny problems. our souls came out." Frisk rubbed her eyes and looked up at the floating souls.
"Meh..." She said with a shrug. Sans chuckled. Frisk rubbed her eyes again and let reality settle in. She sat up, yawning and looked at her soul then at Sans soul. She smirked.
"Wanna exchange souls for the day??" Frisk asked. Sans raised a bone brow.
"uhhh...baby-bones? that's like trusting me with all your choices for the day and you being trusted with mine." Frisk beamed.
"Wait really?? LOL! Alphys talked about this!" Sans raised a brow.
"uhhh...she did??" Sans asked, scratching his skull.
"Well yeah! It's a pov on tik tok." Both of them looked at each other and stuck their tongues out in distaste. They liked memes but some people took that app too seriously.
"Soooo...wanna do it??" She asked, excitedly. Sans shrugged.
"why not...i trust ya enough. but...will you be able to summon apollo??" Frisk chuckled.
"At this point? I think both of us can summon him, isn't that right baby~?" Frisk asked as Apollo rumbled happily at her feet. Sans scoffed.
"i forgot he sleeps with you more than i do." The skeleton said, with a tint of jealousy. Apollo climbed on Frisk's shoulder and she took Sans soul. She let it set in her chest and hummed.
"This feels interesting...No wonder you're overly lazy...sheesh." Frisk said as she straightened her back and got up. She yawned and went to the bathroom. Sans took Frisk's soul and let it set in his chest. He blinked in surprise as he felt a rush of adrenaline pass him.
"the hell runs in your blood? steroids? jesus, woman..." He said, impressed. And the chaos started.
The morning was ok. Apart from the fact Frisk drank ketchup and Sans drank orange juice instead. They were sitting on the bus to school and Frisk was rubbing Apollo's chin. He decided he'll stick around. Sans frowned and crossed his arms.
"did you seriously have to take him as well?" Frisk pouted.
"But look how cute my baby issss~" Sans chuckled.
"i am right here, thank you." The skeleton said pointing at himself. Both Apollo and Frisk looked him up and down, unimpressed. Sans pouted.
"you wound me frisky." She laughed and kissed his cheek. They both exited the bus and started walking when Frisk stopped.
"Did you just tell my soul to kiss you on the mouth?" Frisk asked, amused, as she felt she needed to do that. Sans shrugged.
"no?" She chuckled and cupped his cheek as she kissed him.
"Don't make me regret letting you have my soul." Sans laughed.
"frisk, darling~ regret is such a weak word~" Frisk face-palmed and started walking. Apollo dismissed himself through her red magic and vanished. The two entered the school when a girl bumped into Frisk, sending her right in a guy's arms.
"Jack-pot~ My plan seems to have worked. I really did catch an angel, huh?" He said. Frisk scrunched her face up at the guy. Sans looked with hallowed sockets at the scenes. He put his hands in his pockets and smirked. Frisk felt an adrenaline rush.
"Welp...You're fucked." Frisk said. The guy raised a brow and Frisk caught his arm and put it over her shoulder.
"Sorry." She said with a shrug, not really minding the fact she was about to slam the guy into the floor. And she did just that. Sans then grabbed her with his blue magic and pulled her to him.
"touch her and next time? i'll make sure worse happens." Sans growled. Frisk patted his skull and suddenly Sans felt a calm serene feeling over-taking his anger. Damn it Frisk...
"Now, let's go to class." The guy was groaning on the ground. Frisk stepped over him.
"Now, because i stepped over him, there's a superstition going around that he'll stay small. But looking at him? I know where he'll surely stay small." Frisk said, looking down at the guy. The guy whimpered. Frisk rolled her eyes. Sans hissed. He felt that insult. They sat down in class and Frisk leaned back in her chair, putting her legs on the desk.
"legs off the desk, woman. your underwear will be showing." Frisk snorted.
"You think i'm dumb enough to walk in this short ass skirt without pants underneath? Hell no." Sans smirked.
"smart-ass." Sans said, rolling his eye-lights. The day seemed to start out pretty well.
They were sitting at lunch with all their friends when they looked at each other's lunches. Neither of them started eating but they did get their usuals. For today however? It didn't seem so appetizing. Frisk and Sans shared a knowing look and slid their tray towards the other and started eating. Undyne frowned.
"Why aren't you two eating your usual??" She asked, skeptical. Frisk tossed Sans a box of orange juice as he tossed her some ketchup.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Both of them said at the same time. They face-palmed at the same time as well. Alphys snorted.
"I-If y-you ask me, t-they're acting like their souls a-aren't theirs." Frisk and Sans eyed the other and sipped their drinks, looking away. Chara snorted.
"You two exchanged souls for the day?? Hilarious! Azzy! Let's do that!" Asriel yelped as he heard that. Frisk snorted.
"First of all, for you two it wouldn't change anything as you two have two halves of the same soul. Also, it's not that big of a difference for us." Toriel giggled.
"I'd be surprised if it was! You're practically soul married!" Frisk and Sans both nodded in a 'yeah, you're right' kind of way. That's when a girl gasped from behind them.
"What?! That can't possibly be true! Sans is supposed to break up with you by the end of the year!" Frisk stiffened. Sans frowned.
"the fuck did ya just say??" Sans asked. Frisk could feel the rage. She sent a calming wave through his body. He relaxed a bit but didn't break the stern face. That's when Frisk felt the urge to take the girl out in style. Guess she and Sans agreed on something. She got up and cracked her knuckles ready to hit her.
"Oh, little miss left behind by her whole family and insecurities is ready to fight??" Frisk froze. Her stance slowly falling. Sans sockets went blank.
"Yo! What the fuck?!" Undyne said as she sat up. Asgore was about to sit up as well, but Toriel stopped him. Luka and Louis looked at the girl with narrowed eyes. Frisk could feel all her insecurities flowing through her body and her knees started buckling. Shit- Sans had no control of her soul! She was used to blocking trauma but he couldn't possibly keep it all inside! He had no practice-- Sans was staring at the table with an empty look. It was clear he was trying. Frisk inhaled and exhaled and concentrated on their bond.
"Sans, calm down and breath."
"what the fuck- how do you deal with this?! it erupted like a volcano and i can't stop it--"
"I said calm down. It's fine. It took me years as well. Now breath, ok?" She noticed Sans relaxing. He closed his sockets and finally she started shaking and felt the urge of adrenaline she was waiting for.
"There we go. You're doing great."
"just beat her ass up already. she's annoying the shit out of me."
"Will do, boo. Don't worry." She twirled and hit the girl right in the stomach, sending her flying. Frisk straightened her back and clapped her hands to dust them off. Sans sighed in relief and let his head fall backwards. He looked tired.
"Come on, Sans." Frisk said. He smirked and they intertwined fingers, teleporting. They ended up on the roof.
"I'm surprised we're not expelled yet for all the shit we pull--...Sans...??" Frisk asked, a bit worried by how off he looked.
"jesus, your soul is like loud static..." Sans said as he rubbed his sockets. Frisk smiled and kissed him. He relaxed and finally he started regaining his composure.
"if i say it's still static, can i get another one?" Frisk rolled her eyes.
"You don't need an excuse for a kiss, dummy." And they spent lunch on the roof.
Frisk and Sans were sitting on Frisk's bed. It was clear that Frisk wasn't used to being so tired. She fell asleep as they sat on the couch. Sans wasn't used either to being so awake. It was a weird experience to say the least. They finished homework and everything was fine...however...it just kind of occurred to him that he has been holding inside of him the very culmination of Frisk's being. He had seen how she felt, acted, thought the whole day. And it kind of thrilled him. Let's be honest this is like spiritually stripping naked in front of someone and stay naked for a whole day, at least in monster culture. But what he hated is that even though both of them had the mentality of grown ups, they were still kids. He couldn't get all touchy and feely more than this even if she was somehow teasing her. And it annoyed him. Sans, even if it didn't seem like it, was pretty straight forward. If he wanted to fuck? He wanted to fuck. End of the story. But this was really messing with him. And hormones didn't help either. And just by thinking about it- he was hard.
"Could you like stop getting hard for two whole minutes?" Frisk mumbled. Oops- she was awake.
"can't help it, you know?" Frisk opened her eyes and frowned.
"Keep the dirty thoughts away with a cleaner." Frisk joked. He frowned. He grabbed her with his blue magic and set her on top of him.
"and why should i?" Frisk's eyes widened.
"U-Uhh...This really isn't appropriate, Sans..." Frisk said flushing. She felt something she wasn't supposed to as she was set down on his lap. He smirked. Now that was primitive hunger. Frisk wanted to get away but he pulled her closer by the waist. They were so close. Too close. She knew it was wrong...They were 15 god damn it but...Mentally they haven't been kids for a while. Frisk sometimes is sure she has never been a kid. Sans? Growing up with Gaster? She was sure he wasn't the best father until she came. Wait why was she contemplating about the past right now? God she could only hear her heartbeat getting faster. It was messing with her. Each other's souls came out as they looked in their eyes. Their souls switched back and it was like an invisible thread was pulling at them. His phalanges were playing with her hair as her lips parted ever so slightly. Was sexual tension a thing teenagers had? She didn't care at that point as he pulled her close and they started making out. She was pretty sure she might have bit his tongue and he was pretty sure he bit her lips but they, for some reason, didn't care. It wasn't even intentional when his hand slipped under her shirt and he only realized it as she leaned back for air. He took his hand out but that didn't stop them from making out again. Also, not a lot of people knew but Sans enjoyed biting Frisk's neck. He felt like a dog with a new chew toy when he discovered it also left marks. And he did just that. Frisk didn't protest. They kissed again but that's when Apollo decided enough was enough.
The monster slid downstairs and saw Papyrus. Papyrus was doing his homework. Perfect. Apollo stole his pen and broke it. Papyrus gasped.
"APOLLO! WHAT A BAD BOY...NOW I NEED A PEN!" Papyrus got off the chair and started walking upstairs. Apollo looked in Papyrus room and stole the pens he had there as well. Papyrus scoffed.
"FRISK SHOULD REALLY TEACH YOU SOME MANNERS! OH WELL..." Papyrus got out of the room and started going towards his brother's room. The two weren't there. That meant they were in Frisk's room. He walked there and opened the door. Sans and Frisk, startled pushed away. Papyrus scrunched his face up.
"EW...SERIOUSLY?" Papyrus said narrowing his sockets. Frisk and Sans both blushed. Papyrus rolled his eyes.
"I CAME HERE TO GET A PEN...ALSO? YOU BETTER HIDE THE MARKS BEFORE DAD SEES THEM!" Frisk's eyes widened as she rushed to the bathroom. Sans covered his face with his hands.
"you little shit..." Sans said as he narrowed his sockets at both Papyrus and Apollo. Papyrus gave him a thumbs up.
"LOVE YOU TOO, BROTHER! NOW, I HAVE HOMEWORK, UNLIKE YOU GENIUSES!" Papyrus left and Sans slapped himself. You dumbass, you got carried away.
"SANS GILBERT GASTER WHAT IS THIS ON MY FLOWER'S NECK??" Frisk was signaling to him to not say it. Sans shrugged.
"apollo??" Sans asked hopeful. Gaster frowned.
"APOLLO?? YOU BLAME IT ON HIM TOO?! YOU THINK IT WOULD SENSUALLY BITE FRISK BY THE NECK?? THESE ARE ALSO HUMAN- NOT ANIMAL- TYPE OF TEETH!" Sans hissed as Frisk rubbed her neck, awkwardly. Sans looked up and clasped his hands together.
"guess i will die a virgin. amen." Frisk spurted and started laughing in her hand. Gaster looked at both of them and pinched the bridge above his nasal cavity.
"You're both grounded. OUT OF MY FACE YOU HORNY TEENAGERS! Gah! I'm starting to think having a third is a sin." Frisk and Sans looked at each other with wide eyes. Papyrus perked up from his seat on the couch.
"HAVING A WHAT?!" All three of them said. Gaster chuckled.
"Suprise?? You will be having a sibling! Well that is my plan at least...Nothing yet..." Frisk face-palmed.
"PERRA TONTA! VAMOS A CONSEGUIR UN ANILLO!" Gaster looked at Sans.
"you dumbass. we're going to get a ring." Sans translated unphased. Gaster raised a brow.
"What? Why??" Gaster asked.
"TE CASAS PRIMERO! ENTONCES TIENES UN HIJO, CERDO!" Gaster looked at Sans again.
"you marry, then you have a child. you pig." Sans translated. Gaster flushed.
"I could never!" Gaster said. Frisk groaned.
"para que puedas follarla pero no puedes proponerle matrimonio?! CULO!" Frisk said as she left the room. Sans snorted.
"she called you an ass- pfft-" Sans said. Gaster narrowed his eyes.
"Sometimes i hate the fact you both know spanish." Sans rolled his eyes.
"estirado idiota.." Sans said with a bad spanish accent and teleported away. Gaster stomped.
"YOU TWO COME BACK HERE- man...fuck this shit..." Gaster said as he went to the kitchen. Papyrus blinked.
"WHAT HAVE I WITNESSED..."