---Sans' Pov---

Damn she looked fucking hot. After I checked out a few things for our date, I came back to see her leaning over that Human girl. I guess that she must of said something that pissed off my cupcake... and for once, I felt torn over killing her for irritating (Y/n), or just letting her stay alive for giving me a pleasurable sight.

Before I could make a decision that would cause another Reset, I dragged (Y/n) into my chest and held onto her firmly. One of my arms were wrapped around her chest to effectively pin her down, while my other hand moved to the back of her head to play with her hair. She could probably feel the sharpened tips of my claw like fingers in her scalp... but I didn't really care.

I took in a heavy breath, instantly inhaling her intoxicating scent. Between how much my Soul yearned for her before was nothing in comparison to right now. And as long as I had her device, I could probably force her into doing whatever I wanted. Not to mention the fact that she said that she'd be staying here- I heard it clearly. The words made me feel relieved...

And the fact that I caught her telling Paps a bedtime story? I haven't done that for him in years! But seeing her doing it... it made me realize that she had a soft spot for us. My instincts were screaming at me, telling me something that I couldn't deny- they were saying that she'd make an excellent mother.

However, my instincts were telling me that for an entirely different reason. I couldn't lie- my Soul demanded her to be mated to me, and I was not going to tell myself no. I like her, I want to be with her. And to be perfectly honest, I wasn't plannin' on giving her a choice at this point.

But yet... (Y/n) is crafty, and I need to be committed to this in order to outsmart her. If I'm not, then she'll just evade me. Sure I could keep threatening her with the device, but she'll eventually get it if I don't keep my guard up. "Sans?"

I mean, I've considered the most well thought out schemes as of late that she could pull. (Y/n)'s plans could be compared to the work of an artist, they were generally well thought out and beautifully executed. I don't know what she'll be trying to do during our date, but I've thought out just about every possibility. She can't catch me off guard this time, I'm entirely prepared.

"Sans?" And then there was the whole... not eating thing. I wasn't going to turn her into a cannibal, that could probably get her pretty sick. Anyone else? I couldn't care less... but not her. Watching her starve herself has been painful to look at, especially since she lied about how much food she had, just so she could sneak some of her sweets to both Papyrus and myself. Paps wasn't too happy about it, and neither was I. "Sans!"

"Huh?" Snapping back to reality, I noticed that my grip was getting tighter and tighter on (Y/n). Aliza was watching my twisted smile grow from the safety of the couch... but judging by her expression, it almost looked like she was waiting for (Y/n) to suffocate to death. Shrugging the idea of that off, I teleported both of us away.

My Soul was practically begging for me to go back to the house and cut off her head as a warning for that shitty look... but maybe later. "Sorry about that, cupcake. I was thinkin' about somethin'."

She nodded carefully while looking around, only for her eyes to land upon Grillby's. Yep, we were here. I wasn't sure where to bring her, especially since the rocks in Waterfall cave no longer light up, and Hotland was a bit too close to Queen Undick for my taste.

Releasing my hold on her body, I was quick to replace It with my grip on her wrist so I could drag (Y/n) inside. "Yep. You haven't been here yet, right? Figured it'd be a good place for our first date. Plus, Grillbz has been wanting to see ya after you passed on that medication for him."

I watched as she subconsciously moved a hand towards her stomach, visibly feeling discomfort from her starvation. Frowning at the sight, I made sure to get her inside...

Once we both entered, Grillby's attention snapped towards us along with all of the other Monsters. An eerie silence fell upon the room as I strolled towards the bar in front of the melting fire Monster. I didn't receive any hellos, or even a happy gesture... no, ever since what happened... everyone was afraid of me.

Sure I fed them, but in the past... whenever they stepped out of line from a lack of food- or whenever I decided to feed Paps over them... I was quick to put them in their place. They probably still liked me, but were just too scared to greet me anymore. "Heya, Grillbz."

He offered me a nod before wheezing out a hello to the both of us. The flaming Monster stumbled towards the kitchen with a groan. Poor guy.

Soon enough, Grillby came back with a red bottle for me, and something a little different for (Y/n). I couldn't help but smirk at her as she picked it up carefully. "It's a starfait. Use to be popular in Hotland once."

She paused while putting it down... almost appearing guilty. Though as soon as the look was there, it was gone. "I can't-"

"You will either fucking eat it, or I will shove it down your throat." I threatened blankly. My words may of seemed dull and laced with boredom, but they were far from that. I stole that from the castle, it was the last one there... and I was going to make sure that she ate it instead of giving it to someone else. Even Grillby was giving me a look as if to say... 'If you need help, I'll hold her down.'

Reluctantly, (Y/n) started to consume the Monster food. I was specifically looking for something sweeter for her to eat- since she had a sweet tooth. Taking a sip of the bottle that Grillby gave me, I frowned in a lack of interest. "Is something wrong, Sans?"

"Nah, cupcake... it's just that Human blood doesn't taste so satisfying. Not after I tasted yours for the first time."

Everyone in the room flinched at my words... well, except for maybe Grillby. Turning around to sharply glare at the other Monsters, they put away their urges and returned to what they were doing. Ha. "Does it really have that much difference?"

I nodded carefully as I stared her down in an intimidating way, making sure that she ate what I managed to get her. "Still don't know why?"

"No. Though I do have a theory. It is rather simple actually-"

"Tell me." I demanded. Yeah, I wanted to know. She tasted so divine, it was unlike anything that I've had in years...

"Well, it is an old term but still frequently used I believe. You Monsters used to consume Monster food to maintain your energy. So perhaps... You are what you eat sounds familiar?" She mused. Looking at her blankly, I was happy once she decided to elaborate. "I have consumed Monster food for the majority of my life. For Humans, when they consume an animal... the taste is strongly affected by what the creature ate. Along with the meat being potentially tough."

"Huh... I guess that would make sense." I confirmed before scratching at the crack in my skull. My opposite hand released the bottle due to my lack of interest and instead went into my pocket to touch her prototype. I was half expecting for her to try something by now, but she didn't much to my disappointment. I was looking for the perfect moment to put her into her place, show her that I was superior in strength... but she didn't move.

"(Y/nnnn)..." Grillby began, his words were a messy slur due to his melting form, but you could still make out what he was trying to say. Almost like some of the amalgamates. "I wanted... to sayyyy....."

He pushed his head forward so that he could be closer to her, his flames were barely cackling with any life... though the medication that she got for him eased his pain. Hopefully, if she does manage to fix the core- he'll be able to recover with the magical atmosphere re-stabilizing. "Thank you."

"Of course, Grillby. It is my pleasure."

He seemed satisfied by her answer and instead went back to cleaning some dishes. I feel really bad for him, especially since he is willing to protect (Y/n) from the other Monster threats. "So, cupcake."

Her attention snapped towards me as I chuckled darkly while reaching into my pocket. It was now or never.

---(Y/n)'s Pov---

Now or never, it was time to put my plan into action. To do something that not even he would expect. And then maybe, I would have the courage to tell him to stop giving me names based off of food. "Yes, Sans?"

"I was expectin' ya to try and take this by now." He stated while showing me my device. I couldn't really determine his intentions, but he definitely gave me a clear opening for my plan.

"I rarely attempt to do anything that I am not certain of." I explained. Sans' crimson eye narrowed into a devious stare, as if he were trying to taunt me. Once I finished the starfait and put it down, he smirked at the fact that he got me to eat something. "Why? Do you wish for me to take it from you?"

My words caused his grin to widen, which was followed by his claws tapping against the table of the bar. He produced that eerie sound, keeping his pace at all times. Sans was waiting for me to make a move.

"Maybe I do. Why? Do you not want it back?" He retorted with a deep chuckle. Turning on my stool to face him entirely, I pushed my knuckle against my cheek to give him a lazy glance. "Tell ya what. I'll give it back to ya. But in return, I want somethin' from you."

Casually smirking, I urged him to continue. By now, he was throwing the object up in the air constantly, almost like a toy. Of course that made me nervous, but I wasn't going to tell him that. I couldn't give away any form of weakness, I needed to be strong. "I'll give this back... if ya agree to becoming my mate."

Now it was my turn to give him a look of confusion. Mate? Isn't that going too fast? "Heh. Monster relationships are pretty quick, we can usually determine who we like in an matter of hours. Sometimes, the feeling isn't mutual though... and then, a Monster can take one of three routes. Display their dominance to the rejecting opposite to force them into a relationship. Get to know their love interest in the hopes that they'll eventually give in... or give up and search for someone else."

Well that is a strange way of handling things. The last one definitely seemed more humane for the most part. "Since I'm a nice guy, I'll let you choose your preferred option. Though I don't recommend the third one."

What he meant was... I don't have a choice in this. So if that's the case, then I need to do something else. "Well Sans, despite your generosity... I choose to go with my own option."

"And what would that-"

Before he could finish, I quickly moved my body forward. My lips were quick to press against his teeth with my hand cupping his cheekbone while my other hand went above his own to catch my still airborne device. Once it fell into my grip, I pulled away from him with a smirk. He didn't seem to be very responsive, which only urged me to leave before he managed to snap out of his daze. I had some things to prepare anyway...

I'm sure that he'll be fine. Sans just spent too much time considering an elaborate scheme... instead of thinking about a simpler approach.

Sometimes, the best course of action is the least complex one.