#I-was-a-massive-soriel-shipper-in-the-past-and-I-couldn't-resist-this-request

[real-kastek]

Darkened Drabbles: Chapter 12

Best Buds

(Prompt: Kris & Susie run into Toriel & Sans; both of the duos are on a date.)

"Cut it out..."

"Just let me see 'em then!"

"No! Just…agh!"

You brush away the girl's claws, fending off her assault.

"Come on, you're always hiding them! What've you got? Blue eyes? Yellow?" Susie's grin drops away, "…do humans have yellow eyes?"

You grumble, pushing through the diner's exit, the soft jingle of the bell ringing out.

"No...no? I don't know, but-"

Your eyes go wide as you scramble out into the cool fall air, narrowly avoiding the dragon's grasp.

"Come here!"

"No!"

"Just let me look, you weirdo! I won't laugh, promise!"

"You said that when I showed you my ears!"

"That was a sneeze, not a laugh, now let me just- AHA!"

You feel your shoes scraping against the concrete. You should be moving. Why aren't you moving? Why were the customers in QC still staring at you and not far in the distance?

"Hold still!"

Scaled hands wrap around your sides, lifting you just an inch from the ground as you continue to squirm in her grasp.

"Wiry little…would you stop fidgeting?! I just wanna see!" Susie pouts, a growl picking up in her chest, "If you don't stop I'll-"

You had the power. You just needed to act. To deny. You would break free!

You weakly squirm in the dragoness' arms, to her annoyance. She groans, lazily carrying you off to the building's side, away from prying eyes.

"Fiiiine."

You squeak, the air shooting from your lips as you're wrapped in a soul-crushing hug. You blink back the dizzying images of twisting trees and multiple dragons, barely sensing the maw resting in the crook of your neck.

"…come on. We've been like a…th-thing, for a while." The mauve girl's breath shudders against you, warmth painting your cheek, "Just wanna see what you look like. Never see your eyes under all that."

Scales brush up past your hair, patterns of glittering purple pressing against your cheek.

"…please? Won't laugh if you have big cute-" She clears her throat, "D-Dumb, dumb blue eyes. Or something."

You slump down into her arms, a sour look twisting in your features. Had she really never seen your eyes? It had been almost a month and…she's never seen your eyes. You sigh dejectedly. Did she really need to? You kept your hair long for a reason, but you didn't mean to hide from her. You didn't mean to make it seem like you were…

You glance back up at the dragoness, her cheeks flushing a deep purple, amber irises avoiding your gaze.

"Ugh…fine." You shake your head, "Just…no laughing. If you laugh, I'm-"

The air in your lungs is seized once more with a spine-shattering embrace, the dragoness beginning to snort softly in your ear. Before the world can darken to nothingness, she pulls away, a sheepish, fang-laden grin plastered on her maw.

"…still do that snorting thing when you're happy."

The dragoness' eyes narrow, one last huff echoing out.

"So…can I…" She grumbles quietly.

You roll your head limply from side to side as you feel your feet connect back with the sidewalk, "…I guess."

The girl's smile returns as she closes in, her eyes and lips only inches away. You suddenly feel very claustrophobic with your back to the diner's chipped walls, a frenzied monster looming over. You swallow sharply, her claws gently grazing up from under your hair's shroud, light slowly filtering through as she reveals what lay hidden. Your chest tightens, heart racing.

"K-Kris?! Susie?!"

Hair falls into your eyes as Susie's hand snaps back to her side, leaving you in peaceful darkness.

"Wh-What are you two…?"

You gently pick at brown strands of hair, fixing the already messy form into something slightly less messy. You didn't like showing your eyes, but really, you just didn't want to fix your hair most days. You sigh, giving up on the effort.

"come on Tori, they're just close friends. really close."

You freeze.

You force your gaze further down the sidewalk, hands tensing at your sides. Those aren't the voices you want to hear. Not now. Not together. Why together? This isn't the convenience store. This isn't school. This was supposed to be safe, sacred.

"i'm sure the kid was just playing around; maybe they had something on their face. something you can only see if you're two inches away."

"Th-That is, but…Kris?! My child, what is happening? What were you two doing?"

Your eyes follow up from the ground, your mother's spotted purple dress skirt coming painfully into view. You attempt to avert your gaze, only finding soulless, eyeless sockets staring back from her side.

"H-Hi Ms. Tori- I-I mean Ms. D-Dreemurr!"

In your vague sense of consciousness, you can hear Susie audibly gulping, her claws tapping together as she wrings them mercilessly.

"Hello Susie. Hello…Kris."

You wince. You know that tone. You have about ten seconds to say your piece.

"H-Hey m-mom." You choke, swallowing down the tightness in your throat, "We we're…uh, I mean, S-Susie and I were just h-having lunch, and she…food!" You spring to life, tone raising by the second, "I-I had food on my forehead! She was getting it off!"

Toriel crosses her arms, eyes narrowing from behind her glasses.

"…you had food on your forehead, young one?"

"…yes?"

She pinches the bridge of her nose, "…what kind of food did you order?"

"Th-They got a grilled cheese! Y-Yeah!"

Your eye begins to twitch as the dragoness nudges you in the side, a self-satisfied grin blooming on her maw.

"Ah, I understand. So, there was a piece of bread stuck to your forehead, correct?"

The scaled girl goes silent, maw snapping shut as she shrinks from the world.

A bemused sigh emanates out in the sudden quiet, a weak chuckle breaking through, "happens to me all the time kid. bit of cheese, soup, an entire cinnamon roll."

The self-proclaimed skeletal janitor approaches you, laying a boney hand on your shoulder, his beaming grin causing a strange combination of frustration and relief to bubble up from your chest.

"honestly, seems like this whole thing is just a sticky situation, huh?"

You stare down.

Frustration. The feeling was definitely frustration, not relief.

The agonizing silence is broken once more, a delicate snorting soon forming into full-blown laughter.

"tori, come on, it wasn't that funny. i'd even say it was pretty-"

You close your eyes, gritting your teeth.

"…cheesy."

Forget it. Better to be sent to your room for the rest of your days. This was inhumane.

"S-Sans, please! I-" Toriel allows another bout of giggling to break forth, "Th-This is not the time!"

The smaller skeleton chuckles deeply, peering back up to you with a wink.

"aw, come on Tori. kids were just goofin' around. they're probably just friends like we are."

Your mouth hangs agape, the skeleton continuing to grin wildly back.

"O-Oh, well, I-" You glance at your mother, her cheeks flushing red, "I'm not sure it's…quite the same."

Your eyes dart between the two monsters, panic swelling in your chest.

"i dunno. what do you think, kid? you think your mom and i make good pals?"

You can't think. Your mind is going blank. What is happening? Are you being saved? Is this some kind of hell?

"U-Uh…yeah! You two look like good friends. Yep."

A nervous grin returns to Susie's maw as she nods along.

"exactly. we're all good friends. so, you two been friends for a while now? seen ya running around town, look like you get along."

"Y-Yeah! Kris and I have been together for, think a month now or-" Susie chokes, sputtering through the words, "WE'VE BEEN HANGING OUT TOGETHER FOR A WHILE."

The girl's roars echo across the town. She stares up and into the sky, away from the current situation.

You sigh. This wasn't going to end.

"…sometimes hang out after school." You grumble, energy leaving your body, "Go to QC's, sometimes out by the lake. It's fun. Haven't…" You pause, "…she's special to me. It's been nice having someone I can talk to."

You meekly glance at your mother, her eyes softening.

"Didn't really get along in class a lot. But now we do. She's…a good person." You chuckle painfully, watching as your mother opens her mouth to speak, only to shirk away, her lips pulled into a quiet smile.

"…i'm glad kid. sounds like you two are good together. always good to have a pal." Sans mutters, a softer tone to his words.

"so…never really been to QC's." The skeleton's voice picks right back up in seconds, a thin mockery underlying the clacking of his mouth, "what would you recommend for two buddies going to grab some grub tonight?"

Toriel clears her throat, a hint of pink burning under her fur, "Yes Kris, do you know what QC has on the menu these days? I'm not sure the last time we all came here as a family. I remember you and your brother would always visit when I was busy at parent-teacher conferences. Oh! Do they still have that adorable little hot chocolate with the bunny-eared marshmallows? Oh, you used to love those! I remember when you and Asriel would play pretend with them and do these funny little voices that-"

"QC's cinnamon rolls are good. Maybe try the stew, it can be a bit heavy though. She has salads, but make sure to ask for them finely chopped, otherwise you'll get whole carrots and celery mixed in." You rattle off anything you can think of, heat burning in your cheeks, "And, the…uh…french fries are good. Yeah. Yep."

Sans casually stuffs his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, his smile appearing to widen even more than thought possible, "nice. love some potato sticks. needs ketchup though. they got ketchup?"

You nod, looking off into the distance.

"cool. thanks kid, no wonder your mom likes you. i've heard rave reviews."

You grit your teeth, lips turning inwards.

"well Tori, you wanna see what they got on the menu? leave these close buds for a bit?" The skeleton passes by your frozen form, lazily meandering down towards the diner's corner.

"Y-Yes, I, well-" Toriel smiles back, turning to you with a much darker expression, "I hope you two will be…safe, getting home. Okay?"

You suddenly struggle to breathe, the air becoming trapped in your throat as you begin choking.

"W-Will do Ms. Dreemurr! Promise, we'll get home safe!"

The dragoness leans an arm on your shoulder as you continue struggling for oxygen.

"Yes…I'm sure you will return home safely. And be safe in general." Toriel sighs, adjusting her glasses back up along her nose, "I love you my child. I will see you at home later. Have a good evening."

A flicker of a smile rests on her fuzzy face before she dances past, following the clacking skeleton close beside. You hear your mother begin to laugh once more from some distant joke, echoing in the residual bits of mind you still maintain.

"Sooo…" Susie clicks her tongue, leaning down to your eye level, "What'cha wanna do now?"

You blink.

"…breathe. Live. Hide in the Dark World for the rest of my life."

"Nah, still need you for the group project. Besides, your mom seemed cool with us being friends, right?" The dragoness wraps her arm around your shoulders fully, beginning to meander down the sidewalk with you in tow.

"Wha-" You choke once more, clearing your throat of tightness, "What do you mean?"

"Seemed cool with us being friends. Think we're still in the clear, don't think she knows we're…y-ya know."

You stare up at the softly grinning dragon, "Susie…she knows. She one-hundred percent knows."

Her eyes go wide, piercing amber glowing under her mane, "H-Hey, you don't know that she knows! I mean, clearly they're a thing though! Like, how obvious can you be? Seriously, your mom's super into him."

You freeze in place once more, face burning, "Stop."

"What? Kinda cute in a weird way. Like, he's dorky and short, she's tall and smart. It works." Her lips are pulled into a fanged grin, "Kinda like-"

"I hate this." You mutter.

The dragoness pauses, placing a finger to her lips, deep in thought.

"…you think they've…ya know. Like-"

"Please stop."

"What? I'm just saying. They might've-"

"I'm begging you."

"Think they've b-"

"If you finish that joke I'm breaking up with you."

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