Frisk shivered as she hugged the toilet. Chara was watching her in her incoporeal form as Frisk heaved. They'd never heard of Skeletons barfing before, but here Frisk was, with Sans still sleeping soundly as she let out the contents of the pair's dinner from her jaw as her nosehole let out liquid red magic mixed with some dust. When she was done her hand went to her stomach area as she felt the belly and her other went to her cell phone as she leaned her head over the sink. Her mother-in-law, (who was very nice and wise about Frisk's new form) Crisha believed that it was because Frisk was a boss monster, she had extra magic sacs. Since undead monsters had no flesh and instead had to store their agic a different way, like Sans had his belly or Papyrus hid his magic inside of his rib cage area. Frisk was a boss monster, meaning that she had more magic than that of Sans, who was a regular monster.

She quickly called Crisha to know what was going on. "Ugh, Ma Crish?" Frisk urped into the phone as her sides heaved.

"Frisk?" She asked in a slight accent and rolling her rs. "You don't sound okay. Is everything alright over there?"

"What does it mean when a skeleton barfs?"

Crisha stayed silent for a while before squeeling like Alphys when her Yoai ships sailed. "Oh my goodness!"

"What?" Frisk groaned.

"You're pregnant!"

Chara looked terrified. It was Frisk's turn to be silent. "WHAT!?"

"Oh my! This is great news!"

Frisk groaned again. Sure, she and Sans were married for about 3 months, but Sans wasn't emotionally or physically to stop being lazy for his own bone marrow and magic mixing with Frisk's to make a child. Especially when Chara's teasings made her blush still.

"I'm going to call your mother!" Crisha announced.

"No, please don't. I need to tell Sans before anyone else."

"May I tell Gaster that he's going to be a grandfather?"

Frisk heard Gaster's voice in the background and laughed at it. "Ma Crish, I'll have Sans call you back."

"Okay!" Frisk hung up and heaved herself up from the bathroom floor.

She went into her and Sans's room to see him sitting on the bed. He looked over to her and grinned before winking and sticking his long blue tounge out. Usually Frisk mimicked him, with her more serpent like red tounge, and they began to have "fun" but, not tonight. Sans saw slight worry with Chara's reaction as she patted Frisk's back.

Sans's face grew worried. "what's wrong hon?" His eyebrow ridges knitted together, and he ignored Chara pretending to choke. Frisk sat next to him and took his wrist as she put his hand on her tummy. He thought she wanted him to go up, but her hand stayed firm on his wrist, not letting him move his hand. He looked to Chara who gave him a disapproving look. She waited til he relented and kept his hand on it before moving her gown upward revealing the swelled up area marked by a red outline.

Her eyes locked with his and she said, very slowly. "We made this."

Sans looked down at it and began to feel dizzy. Frisk layed him on her as he nearly fainted. "b-b-but…" he groaned.

Frisk whispered sweet nothings to her husband, with Chara gagging in the background, before he spoke again.

"shit, i ain't ready for this! how'd you even figure it out?" He asked sitting up.

"Ma Crish told me what it means when a skeleton barfs."

Sans gave her a sympathetic look. "i'm so-"

"Don't be." Frisk interupted. Her eyes flashed with red magic, which was now the equivilant of her "being filled with DETERMINATION."

"ya think we can work through this?"

Frisk stared at her tummy. "I know we'll get through this. All of us." Frisk looked to Chara. "Right Chara?"

"Yeah, if the child sees me I won't be that murderous monster everyone thinks that I am."

"And?"

"And I'll refrian from making fun of you as you go baby shopping."

Sans rubbed his face. "so, my mom already knows, she must've told Gaster by now."

Frisk gasped. "Oh my. I told Ma Crish that you would call them back!"

"welp, guess i better do that." Sans did, and asked the 2 skeletons to keep quiet about the baby. Sans leaned in the doorway. "so how're we gonna tell the others?"

Frisk shrugged as her hand protectivly rubbed over her tummy, which she had been doing for weeks now, as a slight side-effect that monster's instincts knew about their body before the monster's actual brain.. "We should probably go to the doctor's first…" Sans shivered. Ever since Frisk's death, he hadn't been in a hospital at all.

"Relax, numbskull it'll be a monster hospital." Chara said in a tone that didn't seem to ease him.

"We need to know how long this has been going on." Frisk nodded.

Sans relented. "all right, we'll both get dressed and go now, before my mom tells everyone."

Frisk nodded twice as she put on some shorts and grabbed a small trash can just in case.