The buzzing in your pocket pulled your attention from Sans and you pulled your hand away, "Sorry hang on a moment." The screen read 'Daddy-o' and Sans laughed. "Shh shh shh!" You flailed a hang at him as he stiffled his laughter. "Yellow blue green?"

"What? What does that mean? Why can't you answer the phone normally?"

"Okay. Yellow."

He sighed and you grinned.

"What'd you need honey?"

"You think you can come over to Pops'? I have something important to talk to you about."

"Too important for the phone?"

"Yea."

Your dad was silent for a few minutes, more than likely contemplating what he was doing for the day and he spoke up.

"Yea fine I can come over. You want anything to drink?"

"Yea! Can I have a blue coconut sprite? Puh-lease?"

"Got it, be there in 30 minutes."

"blue coconut sprite?"

You smiled up at Sans, "Yea it's refreshing and delicious. Maybe you'll like it?" He shrugged. "i'm willing to try anything you like. so what's your plan now?"

You leaned back and grabbed his hand. "I'm going to introduce him to you." Sans looked at you in surprise, "are you sure that's a good idea?" nodding you continued. "He's going to meet you one way or another. Two birds with one stone, ya' know?"

Sans pulled your hand to his face and 'kissed' your knuckles. You pulled on his hand and he looked at you in confusion but relented until you pulled him down to your level and kissed his cheek.

"So I got some questions for you bub."

"yeah?" He sighed dreamily, your face still inches from his and you kissed above his nose hole?

"Do you even breathe?"

"yea, kinda."

"Hmmm."

You rose your other hand up and gently touched his face, your fingers dragging over all the curves and stopped at the edge of his sockets.

"Is it empty in there?"

"are you calling me a numbskull?"

"Nah, just a bone head."

Your fingers traced the edge of his socket then trailed down to fall onto his sternum. Sans leaned forward and placed his head into the curve of your shoulder and neck. Humming, you raised your hand back up and petted his skull. Your phone buzzed again and you brought it to your face.

"no snaks? jus a drink?"

You swiped out a quick 'Just a drink thx' and started playing with the fuzzy fur of Sans' hood. "So do you even feel temperature change?"

"i feel temperatures, it just doesn't bother me."

"omw b ther soon 'winky face'"

Sitting up you gently pushed Sans back and he whined in protest but obliged anyway. "Okay so there's a little patio in the back, just sit there and I'll bring my dad to ya." He nodded but made no attempt to move and you sighed. "Goober."

The puppy love stage of a relationship was always the best. You wondered how long puppy love sticks though. Bear darted out from the doggy door and ran down the pathway and disappeared around the curve of trees. "C'mon Sans he'll be here soon." He grunted and stood, pecked the crown of your head and was gone? You really need to figure out his magic 'cause that was neat as hell.

Bear's barking caught your attention and you heard the sound of tires crunching onto gravel. You stood as the truck belonging to your father pulled up and he hopped out with two drinks in hand and hugged you, holding both. "Nice to see you sweetheart."

"Nice to see you too." Grabbing your drink and sipping it, you patted the seat next to you. "Ah, straight to buisness?"

"Actually yea.."

You looked down.

"You remember my breakdown? How I use to talk to someone all the time?"

"Yea..?"

Shit, he already looks apprehensive. "Well, apparently I wasn't crazy? I-"

"Oh I know that, your not crazy it was the stress."

"Shh dad, stop being supportive and listen damnit."

You never liked raising your voice against your parents, but of course being much older than you they tend to think 'I'm older, I know better.' Well. Your 'bout to blow his mind. "Anyway. So like Sans? He's real? He's like living and stuff. And and and. Like he's not human?" You were NOT wording this right and the look your father was giving you only served to make you more nervous.

Shooting to your feet you needed to feel larger and in control. Dominate. "Sans is real! He's a monster from the Underground thatgotsealedunderthemountainlikein the.. fairytales."

"Honey I- "

"No! Look! Listen!" You snatched his hand and pulled him up and speed walked around the house to Sans sitting in one of the patio chairs, as he saw you arrive, he stood up and your father froze."

"you told him?"

"I got nervous."

"ah.."

Sans stepped forward the rest of the way and stopped in front of your father with his hand out. Your father stared for a moment and slowly held out his hand and took Sans.

Why did this happen.

This was suppose to be a serious moment.

The loudest and wettest fart sound came from between their hands and you wanted to die. Sans smirked, "whoopie cushion in the hand trick. always works."

How could this happen to you.

"They still make those things? Oh man I remember back in the day- "

Your father and Sans were laughing. Together. Talking about whoopie cushions. You should have figured your father and Sans were nothing but man children laughing at fart noises.

"So your Sans eh?"

"in the not so flesh."

"Well then. Glad to know that my favorite child was never crazy."

"Daaaaad. There's no time for that!"

Sans took your hand and you three sat down and told your father about what happened. When he heard about Frisk though he stood and paced until you finished your story.

"Frisk is alive. Frisk is adopted. Monsters are real." He turned to you, "And they want your help?"

"Well I kind of want to help on my own occord. Like me and Sans -" You side glanced. "we're kind of a thing."

"Your really piling it on huh?"

"Well I never thought I'd actually meet him! He was sealed under a fuckin' mountain."

"Chill chill. So where is the rest of every one?"

You and Sans led your father into the house and Frisk was there to hug and greet your father. "So you were on a huge adventure 'ey scamp?" Frisk nodded and giggled then clung to your fathers leg as he walked to the kitchen, Toriel was sitting out drinks and sandwhiches and Asgore greeted your father.

"So this is your new family?"

They nodded and bounded off to hug Toriel and then climb into Asgores lap. The scene was literally the best family picture anyone would see. They were a perfect little family. You all sat down and began.

"So your needing a way to contact the govrnment? To re-introduce monsters back onto society?"

"Yes, exactly." Asgore seemed happy just to hear "re-introduce" instead of "introduce".

"Well, working for the state I do know a few numbers. But." Everyone winced at the pause but your dad smiled. "I went to school with the current govener. And lemme tell ya, back in the day he loved those fairytales."

Smiles broke out around the table and you piped up, "What about Frisk and mom?" Your father looked at you with a sly smile, "You mother knows how it is too lose a child you love." He looked back onto you and smiled softly. "But we have you, your our little miracle and we couldn't be happier."

"Y-your allowing us to keep Frisk?"

"Well I'ma family kind of man and ain't the type to break one apart."

Toriel and Asgore let out a sob and thanked your father. He easily dismissed them and stood up. "Anyway, I'll need to go call your mother and tell her whats going on." He stepped over to you and held out a closed hand. Confused, you opened your hands under his and a keychain with two keys fell into your palm.

"Whats this?"

"It was suppose to be a surprise for your birthday. BUT! You know that ol' apartment your papa had?"

"Yea?" Okay there's no way that the key for that thing you think you think cause what the hell, this'd be too convient.

"Wellp I -" Frisk patted the table to get your attention and started signing.

"We did it together! Your parents knew how stressed you were and knew how independat you wanted to be when you moved out they decided to fix up that place and give it to you as a presant!"

Wow that was a lot, you ended up getting lost and Sans had to translate the rest. You were surprised. That rotting condemed building was OLD. But it would make sense they'd rebuilt it so fast. You WERE gone for 4 years.

Your father cleared his throat, "Well, me and your mother had planned for years to rent the top part off and let you own the entire complex and live at the bottom." he smiled and patted your shoulder. "We've always just wanted you close. Your mother knew how important comissioning your art online was to you and stuff so yea.." he broke off silently, you assumed he got embaressing revealing their motives. You held him tight.

"Thank you dad."

"Your not going to ask about the other key?"

Pulling back you frowned, "I thought they were the same key?" Looking down you noticed the keys were actually different.

"Yea that was another surprise. Your grama-ma sent this here as a birthday/congrats on adulting but you never answered our calls and messages to come get it."

You winced, remembering how much a recluse you'd turned into when you moved out. In all honesty, you had broken your phone after a depressive rampage and never bothered getting a new one, but continued paying for the bill.

"wow that's perfect ol' man."

Did Sans really just call your dad an old man? "But aren't you older than my dad?" Sans sweat dropped. You missed the punchline. Your embaressed.

"Anyway honey, I gotta go!" You hugged your dad as he darted out the door.

"My child, your family are all so kind."

"Thank you!"

"Well then, I guess we got a place now?"

"looks like it."

"I'll head on back to the mountain to tell everyone the news. Thank you so much (R/N), I am in your debt." You tried to tell him you weren't, but he didn't hear and was out.

"Everything is working wonderfully, thank you so much!"

"No problem, y'all are technically family now."

"You think of me as faily too?"

You nodded, "Yea. At this point your like another mom." She grinned and pulled you into a warm hug."

Strangely everything was working perfectly. But those things normally don't last. Right?

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Uhg I'm sorry about this ending. I honestly rushed it. I'm not very patient with "filler" chapters.