"I haven't given you a name you, have I." He mused.

He'd realized it not long after calming down the from near heart attack inducing panic he'd endured from the end results of the 'little' fiasco of learning he would essential 'carry' the child like a mother would. Now he knew why the soul referred to him as mama. He'd only ever referred to them as 'little one' or 'human soul', and while both were suitable things to call it, they weren't exactly names.

"That's something I'll have to do before you're born, figure out a proper name from a human soul with a half monster body."

The soul shifted, doing what was akin to snuggling deeper into a soft bed.

He chuckled softly, a hand wandered to his stomach area.


Thankfully his soul continued to mask the presence of the human soul. That hadn't been something he'd considered until work the following day. He interacted with his sons just fine that evening, and earlier he'd passed by Edna, neither party was any wiser to his little secret.

Still, there was the concern of a wandering gaze, or eyes staring at him for just a little too long and noticing something different about him. Particularly if the monster in question knew him quite well on a personal level. There were a least four monster in the category, including his sons, and three of them hadn't noticed a thing. But we all know how observant children can be, and how easily they pick up on changes in their parents.

There's nothing I can really do about that.

There wasn't any use wasting energy worrying over what he couldn't affect. There was also the matter of Grillby. He hadn't interacted with the elemental after their last encounter, and he arguably knew him the best out of everyone, even better than his own children. Right now, the very thought of the flame monster made him turn purple and flustered, and the memory of the kiss was not helping in the slightest.

He's just a close friend I like… right? He wondered. The more he thought about it, the more unsure he became

His skull was probably entirely purple at this point, lovely. Good luck explaining this to others. He fidgeted with the sleeve of his sweater.

"Get it together Wing Ding! Your acting like a flustered teenage girl with a crush! Yes, Grillby is your closest friend, and just confessed to having romantic feeling for you, and-"

He did NOT need to go down that rabbit hole yet. He shook his head to clear his thoughts.

"Okay, let's not try that again. Good gods, at this rate I may need relationship counseling from Edna."

Not the the she-drake wasn't a good person to confide in, or that she didn't like giving counsel to people. But embarrassment DID still exist.

Eventually, he did go home. His thought was still a mess, and he was about ready to go hide under a rock.

"I'm ho-"He was cut off by a flying blur of orange tacking head first into his chest, sending him falling back onto his behind. A certain babybones looked up at him with cheerful eyes and plenty of giggling.

"You're using magic now already? And I thought Sans was a handful at your age." He said, chuckling.

"Nyehehehe~ Daha's back! And He's purple!" Papyrus cheered.

His father squawked and turned an even darker shade.

"Heh, At this point, you'd blend in with the the Queen's formal robes!" Sans teased from the end of the hallway.

"Yes, yes, laugh while you can." He shot back jokingly. "In a few years you'll be blushing a lovely shade of cyan and then we'll see who's laughing."

Papyrus giggled at the antics of his father and older brother, his cheekbones Rosey with an orange hue. It was a nice break from his scrambled thoughts.


"Sooooo," Edna started leaning against his desk.

"What?" He asked, an eye ridge raised. He had a sinking feeling.

"Who's the lucky monster on your mind?" She inquired bluntly.

He let out a loud, undignified squawk for someone in the position of the royal scientist, and promptly turned 6 different gradients of purple.

"E-E-Edna!" He almost shrieked. "That is not something you ask your boss at work!"

She just shrugged.

"But I was right." She pointed out, on eyebrow raised.

"Whether you are right or wrong is not the issue here- you don't just go asking your introverted boss with a limited social circle if he has someone on his mind!" He retaliated hotly. "Besides, it doesn't matter if I have someone on my mind or not because I fully intend not to let that distract me from my work."

"Is it someone I know? I hope it is- I don't need king fluffybuns asking why I'm running a background check on some random monster I've never met before." She continued, ignoring him.

"Isn't that going a bit too far? Besides, as I said I-"

"Is it Grillby?"

He yelped and let out a string of incoherent babbling.

So it IS him! What changed between the two of you? The nosy drake monster prodded.

"W-why do you assume anything's changed between us?"

"Because you're becoming a flustered mess. I don't think you could be any more obvious."

"I am not a-"

"Answer the question G." She said flatly.

He sighed. It was inevitable really, no one escaped Edna's prodding once she caught you. Not even he, her boss, was exempt. And he really was obvious, wasn't he?

"A while back… Grillby kissed me- on the cheek, don't think I don't see that look! I've been mulling over it." He admitted.

He didn't need to see her face to know she was grinning ear to ear. He knew he too well not to.

"You know what this means." She said.

"That I wait until after work to think over my feels for my best friend?"

"Not quite, you talk to him and the two of you work your feelings for each other out."

"…I should give guessed."