p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="375f31ac702810bc791d7ebcc886e5f0"When I came too, I was snuggled into something warm that smelled oddly like ketchup, with something warm wrapped around me. Still half asleep, I snuggled further into my source of warmth, my face buried in what my sleep-boggled mind thought was a pillow. A deep chuckle came from my pillow. I frowned, "Shh, pillows don't laugh." I mumbled. I heard a different set of giggles from the room. I opened an eye and glanced over at the doorway. Frisk was in the doorway giggling, they saw me and signed, "Are you and Dunkle Sans together now?" I blinked a few times and my brain finally rebooted. I looked back at my pillow and looked up, only to blink as I saw Sans looking down at me, a light blue blush on his skeletal face. I looked down at our rather...suggestive position. His arms were around my waist, and I had a leg wrapped around one of his legs. I felt my face blush a rather unattractive crimson and I felt my magic react to my embarrassment and I found myself teleporting onto the other side of the room near Frisk. Everything was quiet for a moment until soon Sans and Frisk were both laughing their asses off, or in Sans' case, his tailbone. I scowled and glared at the two. "Fuck you." I said, before stomping my way out of what I assumed was Sans' room, and downstairs. Downstairs, I found my familiars teaching Papyrus a new recipe. It was one that I had taught them all when Slappy had asked me. It was a couple of weeks before we had fallen down the hole. It was a day when Frisk was over and Slappy had asked me a question, wel it had led to me teaching them all how to bake my grandmother's fudge. It had turned out rather well for their first batch. From the looks of things, they were teaching Papyrus how to make them, much to the tall skeleton's delight. I leaned against the door frame and watched them, a soft smile on my face./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="197d5a63c1fd6f22a3f207946a17ee59"A throat cleared behind me and I stiffened and glanced over my shoulder to see Sans. I glared at him and he chuckled, "Sorry, Crystalyn, but in my defense, you grabbed onto me in your sleep, and you have a iron grip. I ended up just crawling in beside you. I guess I just fell asleep like that. Though, waking up to the sight of you snuggling into my jacket like that after so long made me feel a little nosetalgic. Honestly it was kinda adoorable." He said, in a weird, punny apology. Alright so you're probably wondering why he said it made him nostalgic. Well, when we were kids, our moms would put us down for naps together. I rolled my eyes and gave him a light punch on the shoulder. He pretended to wince and chuckled. We stepped aside as Frisk came running into the kitchen and started to help the others bake./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="2e67b975309c8e6f220c3a46601311c4"A little while later, after the fudge was setting on the cabinet to cool off and harden, everyone but Sans and I vacated the house. It was then I decided to corner the pun-filled the skeleton. "Alright, time to spill." I demanded, narrowing my eyes at the skeleton. Sans began sweating and nodded. We sat down on the couch and he began telling his story. He told me about the resets, and the genocide runs. He told me about Chara, and Frisk, and just about everything that's happened since Frisk first fell into the underground. After he was done with his tail, we sat in silence while I thought over the information I had just been told. I sighed and leaned against his much larger frame. 'Being short sucks.' I thought. He seemed to calm down a little. "So, what's different now than the other times?" I asked him. He glanced at me before answering, "Well, in the past resets, you've never fallen into the underground. I don't know why, so you'd have to ask Frisk, but this is the first time I've seen you come to the underground with Frisk." He answered. I nodded to show him I heard him./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="3adae54ac7eda998939dedc17e164604"I must have dozed off again, because the next time I open my eyes, Slappy is standing in front of me, with my phone, a smirk on his face. I raised my eyebrow, before watching as he ran off laughing. I scrunched my eyebrows as I watched him go, feeling very confused. I felt Sans shift beneath my head and I yawned, closing my eyes, before reopening them immediately after and sitting up. Sans chuckled, "I was wondering how long it would take you to realize you fell asleep on me again." He teased. I rolled my eyes and was about to respond when Papyrus came up to us. "Ms. Frost, you seem to know my brother very well. Have you perhaps been to the underground once before?" He asked. I blinked, surprised, before looking at Sans, who shrugged. I rolled my eyes at him before turning back to the tall skeleton before me, "Papyrus, didn't you know? I've been friends with Sans since we were kids. You guys didn't always live underground, in fact, I think I have a picture of me and Sans hold you as a baby bones." I told him. He perked up, "Really? Wowie! That's neat! Can you show me?" He asked eagerly. I nodded and tugged my satchel over to me where someone had placed it on the floor, and pulled my album out. I scooted closer to Sans and patted the seat beside me and Papyrus sat down beside me. "Hey! Frost is opening her picture album!" Slappy called and soon, my familiars were standing behind the couch, looking over my shoulder, and Frisk was sitting in my lap. I chuckled and opened it to the page I needed. It was of me, Sans and Gaster together, with me and Sans both holding Papyrus as a baby. It gained a few giggles. "Remember that day, Sans? You and I both begged your mom to let us hold him, and she said only if Gaster would keep an eye on us." I recalled. "Yep, holding baby Papyrus was pretty sansational." He replied, garnering a groan from Papyrus and the others. Frisk and I simply giggled and I turned the page, the picture there of my family, the skeleton family, and the Dreamers. I gently rubbed the photo. I bet you're wondering how there are pictures at that age in humanity. It's simple, is why. Anyway I rubbed the photo gently, tears gathering in my eyes. I felt Sans wrap an arm around my waist and bury his face in my hair. "I miss them, Sans." I whispered quietly. HE nodded, "Me too, Frost, me too." He replied just as quietly. "Hey, Frost, what are those weird things you guys are wearing?" Papyrus asked. "Those are crowns, Pap." Slappy answered for me, "But the question is why are you guys wearing them, Frost?" I chuckled weakly, "I didn't tell you? My mother was queen of Winter's Fell, where all mages originated from, erego, the council listened to her." I explained to them. I felt them freeze, "Wait, doesn't that make you queen now?" Freddy asked slowly. I chuckled, "Not exactly. You see, I'm still a mage in training and therefore, still princess. I never had my mage ceremony receiving my full powers from Selene, my family's matron goddess, because my guardian wasn't there and my parents were...anyway, I'd need a full mage to perform the ceremony and I'd have to sit in a pool of water in the moonlight, with my magic chosen guardian standing guard." I explained. "What's a guardian?" Springtrap asked. I thought before answering, "A guardian is someone who you trust most in the entire world. It could be anyone from your best friend to your significant other, though it's never anyone your related to. Your magic wouldn't recognise them as a guardian if you are related. It basically who you magic thinks will be able to watch your back for the rest of your natural lives, and the mage watches their guardian's back in turn. They keep each other safe, and since a coming of age ceremony is one of the only times a mage is at their weakest, their guardian is present to protect them till morning. Most mages meet their guardians at a young age. My dad was my mom's guardian." I explained. Foxy tilted his head, "Do ye have a guardian, Frost?" He asked. I glance at Sans' figure. "it will make it worse." He said. "But he asked." I replied. He sighed, signalling I had won. I looked back at Foxy, "Sans is my Guardian. I think my seal is on one of his ribs or something." I told him and my familiars immediately all had smirks on their faces. I had a feeling of dread settle in my stomach. I looked down at Frisk, who had tugged on my shirt to gain my attention. "You said your dad was your mom's guardian right?" they asked, and I nodded, "How often to mages and their guardians get together?" they sked. "9 times out of 10, why?" I replied. They smirked and it registered why they had asked. I blushed a deep red and Sans snorted, his face still in my hair. "I tried to warn you." He said. I ignored him, "Alright anymore questions?" I asked. No one answered, so I placed Frisk on Papyrus' lap and got up, placed my album in my bag, and left the house, walking in a random direction, though I somehow ended up at Sans' post. I sighed and sat on the counter, leaning against the wall./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e44f0c524ebd57ef0292b0227b9bea96"I didn't register Sans being there until I felt him place his jacket on my shoulders. "Remember the day your magic marked me as your guardian? I swear our parents didn't know weather to celebrate or panic." He recalled with a chuckle. I smiled fondly and nodded. We had been about 8 at the time and we had been playing by the river near the skeletons home. I had fallen in and Sans had reacted, catching me just in time and pulled me back up onto solid ground. I remember looking Sans in the eye sockets briefly and something...clicking into place and the tackling the slightly taller skeleton in a hug, thanking him. I remembered pulling back when a flash of light appeared between us, and seeing my seal on his collar bone. We had ran in to tell our parents about the incident and the accidental magic, when his mom and dad had noticed the seal and, having known about guardians, had called my mother, who had come over immediately with my dad. When they had seen the seal, too, both sets of parents were freaking out. Apparently I was the first mage to have monster as a guardian. I remember the council being very pleased with the seal./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="5ae1e730bf469b1ee62de13610f59a3d"I sighed as my mind returned to the present. "Unfortunately the council had seen it as a potential political advancement then a precious thing." I said. "Ya but we pretty much just saw it as an excuse to be able to hang out more." He said. I nodded and turned to look at him. "How have you held up since then?" I asked him. He glanced at me from the corner of his eye, "It's better now." He answered. We kinda looked at each other for a moment before slowly coming closer. I don't know who initiated it, but we were kissing...sorta. It was as close to a kiss as it could get when Sans had no lips. My eyes were closed and my lips were pressed against his teeth. A flash of blue lit briefly, before I felt something wet and warm press against my mouth and I opened it slightly, realizing Sans had used his magic to make a tongue. I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and pull me close, and placed a hand on my head. I leaned into it. We broke apart for air, huffing, both of us blushing. "It's about time! The tension between the two of you could have been cut with a knife!" Slappy exclaimed, popping up out of nowhere. I scowled and used my magic to teleport him back to town with the others. I rolled my eyes before turning back to Sans, a hesitant and scared look on my face. "Um, not that I'm complaining, but why did you kiss me?" I asked him. Sans chuckled, "Crystalyn, I've loved you since we were 10, when your family went into hiding and I didnt get the chance to tell you, I was crushed. When you showed up yesterday, It took every inch of willpower not to hide you away in my arms for a very long time." He answered. I nodded my understanding, a soft smile on my face. "Well, Sans, I love you too." I replied, causing him to freeze a moment, before he pulled me into another mind-dizzying kiss./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="ae79f025bd053cd59c35d64150357976"When we got back to the house later, my familiars, Frisk and Papyrus were all giggling like little girls. I raised my eyebrow in question to their mental states, before following Sans to the couch. "I wonder what got into them?" I asked no one in particular./p