OTP Challenge 2

*Soriel, if you don't remember*

Day 2: Cuddling Somewhere

    The chubby skeleton swiped at the dust on the windowsill, managing to scrape a few particles. He had been waiting at home all day, alone, waiting for someone to get home. He had woken up particularly earlier than usual, trying to catch someone before they went out for the day, but he still hadn't gotten up early enough. He groaned and tipped back in the wicker chair. He craned his bony neck backwards to catch a glimpse of time on the stove clock.
    "still only 12:00?" the pearly skeleton muttered, dropping the chair back to all fours and looking out the window again. The sun peeked through the cloudy day. The T.V in the background muttering in the background told him it was going to rain today, but he didn't focus on that.
    Instead he let his thoughts wander into more important matters, like finding a job. Maybe convincing Toriel to find him a job at the school? Finding somewhere where he could cook? Oh, or test out mattresses and/or food! ...as if... the pearly skeleton thought. He leaned back in the chair again.     
    "12:05? ya gotta be kidding me," Sans spoke with agitation lacing his voice. He got up slowly, popped his back, and slouched over to the couch. Once plopping down on the comfy green sofa, he snatched up the remote. Flicking though a few channels, and finding nothing, he threw the remote onto the ground. 
    "whyyyyy...." he groaned, slowly falling to the left. With a hollow thud, his skull plopped down onto the arm on the couch. It wasn't long until the skeleton had fallen into a deep sleep.
~~oo000oo~~~
    Toriel walked into the house, closing the door rather loudly behind her. She hung up her keys on the rack, slipped out of her coat and draped it over the back of a wicker chair and went to sit on the couch. The goat had almost tripped over a mass of blue, back and white over the floor before the actually registered it there. 
    "Ohho... Sans..." she whispered quietly, bending down. The skeleton had fallen off the couch, nearly hitting the coffee table as he did, somewhere during his nap. She giggled, slipping her hands under his unusually thick bones, and carried the round skeleton to his room.
   Toriel looked down at the skeleton of which she had shared that special night with a few nights ago. Once at his wooden door plastered with Burrito Shack's ketchup packets, she readjusted his weight to open the door... To find it locked. She sighed and rolled her eyes. Typical, he wanted no one in there.
    Adjusting his body again, she strutted across the hallway to her room. No where else to lay the skeleton, she figured. She slid the smooth oak door open and gently set him on the bed. He made a small noise and cuddled into the queen sized bed. The teacher smiled at Sans, admiring him for a few seconds. Once realizing what she was doing, she blushed and shook her head. Creepy! She thought, turning away. Sparing another glance at the bony figure, she saw how comfy he looked. Toriel considered her options. Her gaze sweeping over his figure again, she smiled. 
    What's the harm? She thought, laying down on the bed besides Sans and wrapping her claws around him once again. She rested her head behind his skull, slowly falling into a slumber surrounded by the smell of ketchup.
    When Sans heard the soft snoring of the goat monster, his grin grew a little larger. The small skeleton adjusted himself to look at Toriel's sweet smile. 
    "what a lovely lady..." he whispered quietly, as not to disturb her. The pearly monster scooted himself closer to her, nuzzled into her soft neck and fell asleep once more.