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If there was one thing you HATED in this world, it was dancing. A complete an utter waste of time which ended in bitterness and depression. Why had you even bothered to try such a thing? And it's not like you needed it anyway, you didn't feel an itch in your muscles nor the tapping of your feet to the radio that plays dimly from another apartment. You just want to get through university and get out from...whatever this was.
Of course an entire mountain decides to explode with dancing monsters of all shapes and sizes. Dammit.
Stars, Sans really couldn't get any lazier than he already was. With monsters pirouetting left and right of him, jamming it down the streets and waltzing all over his daily life, he really couldn't stand the sound of moving feet. All he wants is peace and quiet, to lose himself in the grey monotony of ketchup, sleep and tv. Even University is a huge chore and he barely scrapes the attendance on his courses.
And somehow, even in all his seclusion, he ends up meeting you.
Where you both ask yourselves the same question every day.