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Read INTRO first! Link is in description along with all the others in the Val Time One-Shot group! *Hides*
  The gift that you were focusing on at the moment was for the most popular jokester in school, Sans.
  The said skeleton seemed to pop up everywhere, always making puns and messing around, and you couldn’t quite help but like the guy. You weren’t even completely sure that he went to your school, but there he was in the cafeteria in the morning and at lunch. There wasn’t a single time you saw him in a class, but then again, he might just not be in your classes. He might not even be in your grade.
  Finishing up your last stitch you sighed and put on a silly little smile. Thinking of him seemed to make working on the heart shaped pillow go faster(along with your heart beat).
  Like the traditional person you are, you creating something in the shape of a heart for your crush for Valentine’s day.
  It was the only pillow you made that was such a size. While you had made four other ones as well, they were a much smaller size being for your friends. You could clasp your hand around the smaller pillow, while the big one needed to be carried with both of your arms, your hands unable to intertwine around it.
  You hugged the pillow tightly before placing it slowly beside your bag with a small frown starting to form on your face.
  The heart didn’t fit in your school bag, or the extra bag you were taking to bring all of your sweet treats to school. Earlier, you had attempted to shove it in your school bag, thinking that you had plenty of space for the pillow. After spending a few minutes trying to push it inside, you felt the pillow… pop.
  Finding out that you had teared a few of the weak stitches, you had stayed up late fixing your mistake.
  And you weren’t going to make it again. Literally. It took you two hours the first time, and an hour the second time. You had enough hand stitching.
  You yawned and popped your back on your chair. It had been a long night of work, and it had gotten quite late.
  But, before you could sleep soundly, you needed to go through your bags to make sure you had everything.
  Heart pillows? Check.
  Loads of chocolate? Check.
  Hard candies? Check.
  Flowers? Check.
  Handmade and store boughten cards? Check.
  You narrow your eyes.
  Something was missing here. You weren’t sure what but something was missing.
  Then it hit you.
  The cookies.
  How could you have forgotten! It had been a family tradition when you were younger, and as you had gotten older, you had still made   them!
  You let out a groan as you gazed at the clock.
  If you wanted to make enough cookies for everyone you wished to give them to, you wouldn’t receive any sleep.
  A sleepless (y/n) was a nightmare, even you knew that, so you decided against baking cookies. For a few minutes you contemplated going to the store before school started to buy some cookies, but you knew they wouldn’t taste the same, and that it wouldn’t be worth it.
  So, you just did you nightly routine, and soon, you were under the covers of your bed, fast asleep. After all, you would need as much rest as you could get if you were going to give your crush a gift on Valentine’s Day.
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  When you woke up in the morning, you almost panicked at the time.
  Then you remembered that you won’t going to go to the store to buy cookies, and let out a relieved sigh.
  Doing your normal morning routine, you were soon on your way to school, almost running a red light on the way. But nonetheless, you made it to school safely.
  Once inside, it took about five minutes to place all of the monster’s gifts in their rightful place. Luckily, even without the cookies, you had plenty of gifts to give to the monsters, and you had a good portion of the candies and chocolates left for you and your friends.
  So, you strolled into the school’s cafeteria where the students were supposed to wait for school to start. Sometimes, you waited in the library, but today was not one of those days. You and your friends normally plan your guy’s library trips. Plus, you had a gift to give to a certain skeleton.
  You hugged the sewn pillow, which didn’t fit in your bag, so that no one could see it unless they tried really hard. You glanced around for Sans quickly, but he was nowhere in sight, so you meandered to your normal table to talk with your friends.
  You plopped your two heavy bags onto the table.
  Setting them down was an enormous relief for your back. Your shoulders were sore for lugging it around the school, and getting them out of your car had imposed an even larger problem at the time, but you had managed.
  After sitting around in a clean chair, which was difficult at your school, you were about to take out the other pillows you had created when you spotted your crush.
  A mindless smile forming on your face, you were about to stand up to walk over to him when you noticed something important.
  There were… other students surrounding him. Five of them being of the female gender, and most of them being popular than you were. And most of them over there solely for giving him a gift.
  You sniffled slightly and looked away, feeling silly. Of course he was going to get gifts! He was the most popular monster in the school. Everyone knew his name!
  Inspecting the heart pillow in your hands, you glowered. It wasn’t even that good, especially with all of the things you know he knew you’d made before. Why didn’t you just go to the store and buy him something neat? Or buy him one of the large boxes of chocolate you saw at the store?
  What were you thinking?
  Those thoughts were enough to cause your fragile hopeful heart to break.
  Forcing a smile onto your face, you studied the five friends at your table. One of them were your best friends, the other four were more like acquaintances than friends, but you brushed off the doubt of them not appreciating a heart. “Hey (B/f/n), I got you something for Valentine’s Day!” You said, pushing the large heart into her/his chest.
  “Woah… (y/n)... This is really cool! Is it for me?” They looked at the pillow closer. “Did you make it!?”
  “Yeah! And that's not all!” You pulled out a box of chocolate. You had planned on giving one to everyone you knew anyways, so what wasn’t too surprising.
  “Aw… thank you (n/n)! I got you something too, but its not as great as this…” They looked down looking slightly guilty, but none the less, took out a small box of chocolate. “Happy Valentine's Day!” You grinned.
  “I’m surprised you got me anything at all, Mrs/Mr. I hate love!” You said elbowing them lightly.
  You glanced at the others and picked up the other hearts. They appeared to look left out, so you handed each of them one of the pillow.
  “Don’t worry, I didn’t forget about you guys! Just give me one second…” You searched through your bags, and pulled out five more boxes of chocolate. “Everyone gets chocolate on this fine day!” You kept the extra box for yourself. “Including me!”
  The entire group around you laughed, and you couldn’t help but chuckle along. You friends could always cheer you up.
    Thinking that thought put a small damper on things, so you took one last peek at Sans from the corner of your eye, only to see that he was looking at you as well.
    You couldn’t help but blush slightly, so you turned away, continuing the conversation with your friends.
    About six minutes later, the bell signifying that school was about to start rung. You had a five minutes passing period.
    It was time to get to your locker and to class.
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  After going from class to class, it was now lunch time, and your lunch, which consisted of chocolate, was actually quite large. It turns out, you had even more left than you thought after giving so much out.
  Chowing down on a large truffle, you laughed at one of your friends misfortune. They were telling a story, and somehow got chocolate all over their face.
  “Come on guys! It's not funny!” He/she complained, wiping the sugary substance off with a napkin. “You guys have had it happen to you before, so why is it so funny when it happens to me!” But, it didn’t take too long into the sentence for them to gain a small smirk.
  “I just- I can’t!” You cut yourself off with your own laughter. “Just - Just how did you even-” As much as you tried, you couldn’t seem to make a coherent sentence.
  “Stop it!” Finally, (f/n)'s laughter filled the room as well.
  Luckily for you guys, the lunch room was already teeming with laughter, so her/him screaming like laughter wasn’t noticed by anyone except the table that was across from your group.
  It took you guys a few minutes to calm down.
  Eating the last truffle in the box, you frowned, and held your stomach. If you ate anymore, you were going to vomit for sure.
  Choosing to not throw up, you put the rest of the chocolate that you had taken out back into a bag.
  Pushing yourself off of your chair, you took your trash and walked over to the closest trash can, which was in one of the corners of the room.
  Finally you dropped the chocolate wrappers into said trashcan.
  Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind you, making you tense up.
  “If Jake had thirty chocolate bars, and ate twenty-five, what would be have?” The voice was quite familiar, making you relax slightly. You also had heard this joke before.
  “Heard it, the answer is diabetes!” You said, turning to face the voice’s owner. “Hey Sans.
  “I guess you didn’t find my joke to be very humerus.” His seemingly permanent grin widened slightly. You let out a small laugh.
  “I guess I’ll have to say, tibia honest, it didn’t tickle my funny bone.” You responded. you very own smile growing.
  He chuckled. “I don’t know how you expect me to compete with you when your such a pro!” A few more laughs came from you.
  “I think that's supposed to be my line.” You say with a wink. “So, what are you doing in the cafeteria? I thought you had B Lunch on A days. Looking for a place to crash?”
  “What do you think I am? The Window’s operating system?” This joke, however, was the last one you would have possibly expected. The next thing you knew, you were cackling, trying to keep yourself from falling over.
  “Oh gosh- Sans, I didn’t expect that one!” You slouched slightly from laughing fit. “Anyways,” You calmed down slightly. “What are you doing? Choosing to startle people with your puns and jokes as they try to thrown away their trash?”
  “Nah, I’m just over here to talk to you for a moment.” He stated, his voice becoming suddenly serious. “Do you mind?”
  You shake your head in response. “No, I don’t mind. What is it?”
  He was silent for a moment, before asking, “Do you like grapes?” You narrow your eyes slightly.
  “Is… Is this supposed to be a trick question?” You ask. He just waits for your response. You sigh. “Okay… Ya. I guess I like grapes. I don’t dislike them.”
  “Then…” Sans paused for a moment. “How would you feel about having a date?” He finished.
  You looked at him in confusion. “Wha... “ You actually didn’t know how to respond to that. “I… don’t think I’ve ever had one before… “
  You kept trying to process what he was saying.
  Then, it hit you.
  Was… this his way of asking you out? Was this his way of flirting?
  “Oh… Uh….” You turned beet red. “Sure... I wouldn’t mind a date.”
  With his grin, once again widening, he winked at you, causing to become a an even larger blushing mess.
(If there are any errors, please let me know! I just lost my main beta reader, and if I've made a large mistake, it would be helpful to know! Thank you!)