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do you hate me yet? Anyway, this might be the last one. Might be. Sorry for the slow updates and I thank you immensely for your continued following of this story. And if you're new, enjoy!

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You were having a blast! Grillby's was warm and it had a strange air of homeliness. You talked with Sans and occasionally listened to Grillby when he had something to say.

It was a fun night and you really enjoyed yourself. Maybe it was a luxury break from all the work you had been doing lately. You sipped your water and watched in partial horror as Sans chugged a full ketchup bottle.

You fake gagged and shared a knowing look with Grillby, despite his lack of visible eyes. You chuckled and spared a glance at the clock on the wall.

You gasped and smiled surprisedly. It was already 10:30?! You sighed sadly turned to look at Sans and Grillby.

"Sorry guys, I may have to leave. I have work in the morning." You smiled sheepishly and blushed from embarrassment. Sans looked at you quizzically.

"you should've told us earlier, kid." He chuckled and shrugged.

"i can take you home if you want?" You smiled and was about to take his offer when a gravelly voice spoke,

"I'll take her home." You turned to see Gaster, brow-bones? furrowed and his mouth a hard line. You turned to look at Sans, who shrugged and smiled. He was partially happy to stay and have another round, so you stood up and picked up your jacket.

You turned to see Gaster had already gotten out and brushed himself off, his expression unchanging. You wondered what had made him like this?

Well, anyway, you raised a hand in goodbye to Grillby and Sans smiling at them as you did so. Gaster just gave them a solemn nod still not saying anything besides the four words he had spoken earlier.

You both exited the bar, the warmth departing your body. You gave a smile to the frigid wind, despite it raising goosebumps on your skin.

The streets around were still quite lively, even for a Sunday. You looked around about at the drunk revellers and the occasional couple walking about.

You hurried to catch up with Gaster's walking pace, which was brisk at this point. Once you were by his side, you smiled nervously at him.

He sighed shakily and continued to look forward. What had gotten into him?

"Gast, you okay?" He flinched slightly, at your words or the sudden gale of frigid air.

He sighed and rubbed his face, brow bones furrowed. He turned to you and blurted,

"Do you like Grillby?" His words were slightly stuttered and a faint yellow dashed his face as he said it, looking away. You stood for a second, mouth agape, then quickly closed it and ran to catch up with him.

"Is this why you were acting like this tonight?" A million thoughts were racing through your head as you watched his expression shift to one of embarrassment.

"Oh my god it is!" You let out a chuckle and covered your mouth quickly, smiling. He looked away, turned into what he presumed was your street.

With your subtle guidance, Gaster made his way to your doorstep, stopping swiftly, his blush calming. You stood in front of him, waiting for him to say something.

"You were jealous?" Your words made him blush slightly, looking away. He took a deep breath and blurted-

"Look, I didn't want to confess this here but I was jealous of Grillby because.. B-Because... Iloveyou..." His hands were fidgetting like crazy and his eyes were flaring. His face with stained with the brightest of yellow.

He nervously waited for your response. Anxiety growing with every moment of silence. After at least three seconds of silence, he looked down and was overcome with embarrassment. He apologised quickly and was about to turn to leave when-

Soft fingers gently guided his head up to look up at you. His eyes widened and he bit his lip?

"Gaster...Gaster, calm down... I feel the same way.." Her cheeks stained red, a small half smile adorning her beautiful face.

His eyes widened and his mouth fell agape. It couldn't be true...could it? His expression must've been questioning enough because a subtle nod from her confirmed it.

He gulped, his blush worsening. You were panicking inside.

"S-So are we...?"

"Come by my house on... Wednesday... We'll go somewhere. It's a date." The last word had Gaster's soul going ballistic.

She smiled as she unlocked her door.

"A-Ah yes, see you on Wednesday." He turned to leave, silently cheering.

"Gaster...?" He turned back to her, scared that she had changed her mind. He was ready to choke out a weak 'I understand, it's okay.' When a soft pair of lips met his own.

It was gone as quickly as it came, and she waved and gently shut the door. His magic was whirring, his soul out of control-

He had a date. He wasn't alone.

For once, he had somebody to love.

For once, maybe he had a chance.