A/N So I had published an Undertale story, but i wasn't happy with it so i restarted. Now I'm happy with this.

The lights were flashing brightly. Streamers and balloons floated through the air. Confetti settled on the ground around the massive crowd on the multi-coloured dance floor. The music blasted through the amplifiers, the DJ being Napstablook, and the singer being Mettaton.

King Asgore walked on stage, and Napstablook lowered the music and lights, Mettaton promptly finishing his singing with a massive and dramatic pose. The crowd stopped their dancing and applauded for Mettaton's finale, and for the approach of their king.

"Thank you everyone." Asgore raised a paw to silence the crowd of excited monsters. "Welcome to the 5th celebration of Freedom Day!" The crowd cheered again, throwing confetti from the ground and hugging each other. "So now, I will pass over to our saviour, Frisk Dreemurr, the Angel of the Underground!" The crowd cheered louder than before, as the small human walked on stage.

Frisk was wearing a long yellow dress, with golden flowers stitched down the skirt. Her brown hair had grown over the years of living above ground. Mettaton had done her the favour of styling it. He had managed to make it look like a flower, with strands of curls in front of her ears. She also had the bone hair clip that Sans had given her for a birthday present.

She gave the speech every year, but due to her selective mutism, from her fear of large crowds, she wouldn't speak. She would sign her speech, and due to only her family and closest friends learning sign language so they could understand her, Sans would translate for the crowd.

The short skeleton climbed onto the stage and stood next to her after she looking at him with a pleading face. He kept his eyes trained on her hands so he could read them. Frisk's hands started moving.

"Hello, again, everyone!" Sans said, translating Frisk's gestures. "After 5 amazing years of building our town, and our businesses, I believe we could take more time for bigger things. I think we should try to find the closest human village, and show to them the monsters are back, and now we are here to stay! That we want to live peacefully among them, and that monsters will not hurt them!" The crowd cheered once again, agreeing to Frisk's claims.

However, Asgore, Toriel, Sans, Undyne, Alphys and Mettaton, on the stage with the ambassador and princess of monsters, stood in stunned silence. Papyrus was on stage as well, but since he could be rather naïve, he was applauding and cheering for Frisk as well.

Sans grabbed Frisk's arm and dragged her off stage, the others on stage following after them. Frisk stood in shock back stage where the monsters she considered her family stared at her. Toriel and Asgore had adopted her, Sans and Papyrus let her stay around theirs as often as she wanted, Undyne trained her, and Alphys helped her whenever she was sick after having caught a monster disease, and Mettaton would always help with her wardrobe and hair for special events like this. All the other monsters in Ebott called them all the royal family despite only the goat monsters and Frisk being royal.

"What did I say?" Frisk asked, her voice working with her family. She wasn't in a situation where she was pressured, so she speaks easily with them.

"A human village? My child, what do you think this will achieve?" Toriel wondered, stepping closer to her adopted daughter.

"I…I just…" The pressure scared her, and she started talking with her hands again. 'I just thought we could work out some sort of trade agreement. Or, this could mean that we could go wherever we want, without be discriminated and shoved underground.'

"Us?" Undyne spat. "You're not a monster! How do you forget this?!" Alphys placed a hand or her wife's arm to calm her. Frisk gasped, hurt.

"What Undyne means…is…" Papyrus stammered.

"that if we're not careful, they'll shove us underground again," Sans spoke. "and you won't come with us. we don't want to lose you, kid."

"Exactly, my child. We all love you too much to let you go." Toriel said, agreeing with the others.

"Oh…" Frisk rubbed her arm awkwardly. "I'm sorry, I just thought…I thought it would be a good idea. But we don't have to do it if you're that worried."

"Thank you, Frisk." Asgore said, placing a large paw on her shoulder.

The party resumed for the royal family. Mettaton moved back on stage to keep singing with Napstablook (who was lovingly named Blooky). Undyne grabbed Alphys' hand dragged her to the dancefloor. Papyrus followed soon after. Sans moved toward the food table, and grabbed a bottle of ketchup. He was gonna sleep well tonight. Toriel placed a kiss on her adopted daughter's forehead, and Asgore did the same. The couple walked over the side of the stage where there were three thrones placed.

Frisk stayed backstage, considering her options. She could stay here, knowing all the monsters would be safe, especially in her protection, partnered with Undyne and the dogs of the royal guard. Or, she could go to human village by herself, and explain to the human's there what is going on. Either way, she got something she wanted.

She looked up, and agreed with her own decision. But she wouldn't go now. She would have to wait for very late, when everyone has gone home, so she can sneak out and visit the nearest human village. She would take the picture of the royal family with her to prove her point that they aren't to be feared. But, if she ruined it all when she left, she would have to have a great last night.

Frisk walked out to the thrones where her adopted parents were sitting. There was a much smaller throne between the goat monsters. And it was all Frisk's. She sat and smiled at her parents, her loving mother, and her caring father. How could she leave them? Because they needed to make progress. They needed to make amends with humans so they could travel outside of the town's boundaries.

The party continued loud, and long. It lasted much longer the years before. Sans came up to Frisk and asked her to dance, and when Mettaton noticed, he told Napstablook to change to a slow song.

Frisk placed her hands on the skeleton's shoulders, and he put his hands on her waist. They slowly swayed to the song, keeping in time. Frisk's eye caught sight of Undyne and Alphys sneaking behind stage, giggling. Frisk laughed and pointed them out to Sans.

However, Sans didn't hear her. He was too busy looking at Frisk's face and enraptured in her beauty. Puberty had been kind to her, and Mettaton was amazing with makeup. She looked amazing. So amazing that it brought a blue blush to his skull.

Frisk turned back to him and noticed his blush, and her cheeks flushed red in return. The song finished and the only human in the party grabbed the skeleton's hand and dragged him over to a quiet part, just on the beach. The party was quite some ways away now, the bass of the music pounding in distance.

"Sans…" Frisk's voice was croaky again, from not having used it much today due to nerves, and even now she was struggling to not shut down and stop talking. "I…um…" Her voice kept faltering, but Sans looked at her in complete understanding.

"hey, don't worry. you can tell me anything. and if you can't talk right now, I'm completely fine with that. you know that I wouldn't pressure you to speak." Sans said, his voice dripping with sympathy and kindness. Frisk could have sworn that he'd have a green soul if he were human.

'I like you.' Frisk signed quickly, so quick Sans thought he read her hands wrong. 'I mean...' she slowed down. 'I like you.' She slowed down when she signed 'like', making sure Sans knew there was emphasis.

"what do you mean, kiddo?" Sans asked, trying to act like he didn't understand. All Frisk did was give him a look that suggested more than what was happening. A bright blue blush formed on his cheek bones, and an equally bright red blush formed on Frisk's.

"well…" Sans placed his hand on her arm and pulled her closer a little. "what if I said…that I like you too?" Frisk's eyes widened in surprise. Sans leaned down towards the shorter person. Sans had grown as Frisk had, and still stayed taller than her. The skeleton placed his hand on the soft cheek of the human. They leaned closer to each other until Frisk's lips touched his teeth in a skeleton kiss. Sans' magic wrapped around Frisk in a comforting warmth that was completely new and wonderful to the human girl. They parted and they looked at each other with nothing but pure love and care.

"Wow." Frisk breathed, letting out a little laugh. Sans laughed.

"That was a skele-ton nicer than I thought kisses were." Sans said, pressing another kiss to her forehead. Frisk wrapped her arms around his stomach and she smiled as Sans hugged her back, brushing her hair gently with one hand.

"But, mum and dad won't be happy." Frisk said, pulling away slightly. "You know how protective they can be."

"c'mon, they love me." Sans insisted, not worried at all.

The party kept raging on, and the newly together couple ran back to party, not letting go of each other's hands. Frisk dragged the skeleton to the food table. While she grabbed food for herself, Sans poured punch for Frisk, and without her looking, grabbed a bottle of ketchup. The two spent the night together, watching all the other couples dance and kiss and in some cases, break up.

The longer the party lasted, the more Frisk was tired. She eventually fell into Sans' arms, promptly falling asleep. Sans' grinned and picked her up in his arms. He carried her to her adopted parents, who were still sitting on their thrones, but talking happily to Papyrus, Undyne and Alphys.

Toriel looked worried, before Sans explained that she was just tired. The goat mum decided it was time the party ended for tonight. Most monsters had already gone home, especially those with kids. They were some of the few monsters left, so it seemed about the right time to stop the party.

The other monsters left after Asgore suggested it was a good idea. Toriel took Frisk into her arms, and the movement woke the human up. Toriel shushed her and insisted that she go to sleep again. Her friends came up to her and wished her goodnight and goodbye.

Frisk was tucked into bed after she changed into her pyjamas. No matter how old the human would get, right now at sixteen, her mother would always tuck her into bed. Toriel was happy. She never welcomed a child that grew older than eighteen, and soon, Frisk would be there. Frisk loved the monster queen who adopted her, and Toriel loved her princess in return.

After her mother left her room, closing the door behind her, Frisk climbed out of her bed. She pulled a suitcase out of the top of her wardrobe, and began grabbing clothes from the wardrobe and stuffing them in the green suitcase.

Frisk paused. Was she really going to give up a loving mother and father, a new boyfriend, and amazing friends, just to visit a human village, and maybe get them to accept monsters again? How could she do this to them? She knew why. She had to let the monsters move to other parts of the world. First, she had freed them from the underground, but now they're just trapped above ground, in their little town of Ebott. She had to let the monsters leave the town.

A/N So yes, this is SansXFrisk so if you aren't happy with that, don't keep reading. I don't ship Toriel and Sans, and i prefer Toriel and Asgore. I may not give Papyrus a relationship. Anyway, please review, favourite and follow,

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