Frisk stared at the white ceiling in Alphys's lab. She was not a stranger to the spare bed in Alphys's laboratory, as she had slept there before. She and Sans have never fought like that before, and she was very shaken. Why was Sans being so overprotective? She wasn't a weak child. She felt insulted that Sans would treat her like a fragile doll.

"I know how you feel," Chara said. "Everyone thinks you are weak just because you are a human. They underestimate our capabilities. If you had decided to, you could easily destroy everyone in the Underground. You just don't want to."

"This is hard enough as it is, Chara," Frisk said. "Don't make it worse."

"I'm only speaking the truth, aren't I? My whole life I've known hardship and suffering. I had to steel myself. Make myself strong. Revenge on humanity is my only purpose."

"Revenge isn't the only answer, Chara. You know that, right?" Chara chuckled.

"You sound just like my brother. I really did love my brother dearly. Losing him in that awful battle was the hardest thing I ever had to experience."

"You think the destruction of humanity is what Asriel wants?"

"No. But it's what I want. I'm doing this for both of us." Frisk started to feel sorry for Chara. He had gone through so much pain and suffering, she could sympathize with why he was so angry at the world for causing him all this hardship. "I'm sorry, Frisk. But I have to do this. And I need you to do it."

The rest of the day, Alphys started doing tests on Frisk to figure out how to pull Chara out of her without hurting her. After hours and hours of brain tests, being hooked up to monitors, and looking at graphs and equations Frisk didn't understand, Alphys finally came up with some sort of solution.

"I think I've got it." Alphys said. "It's not going to pull Chara out, but I can at least neutralize him and get him out of your head for a few hours. Theoretically. If you want me to try it, I will. I ran this test on the simulator using the brain wave data I've gathered from you. It should work." Frisk thought about it for a little, and figured if it would neutralize Chara, it should be fine. She agreed to it and was hooked up to another monitor. "I'm going to deliver a small shock to your brain. It shouldn't hurt, only feel tingly for a few seconds."

Alphys activated her machine. Frisk expected there to be a jolt of pain or a headache, but Alphys was right; she only experienced a small tingle in her head that went away.

"How are you feeling?" Alphys inquired.

"I'm okay," Frisk said. "I don't feel any different." She tried to call out to Chara in her head. Nothing. Until that moment, she always had this lingering feeling that someone was watching her. This feeling was gone. "I don't feel Chara anywhere."

"G-Great!" Alphys said. "I don't know how long it'll last, Frisk, so as soon as he comes back, come back to the lab and I'll give you another shock. I'm going to make us some celebratory noodles! I'll be right back!" Alphys went up to the ground floor of her lab.

Frisk breathed a sigh of relief. She had been stressed over Chara's presence whenever she felt a strong emotion and was ready to seal herself off from everyone to protect them. She let her muscles relax for the first time in weeks.

"Frisk!" Alphys called from upstairs. "Someone is here for you."

Here for me? Frisk thought. Who could that be? Her question was answered when she saw a glimpse of a blue hoodie. Sans was standing outside of the laboratory doors, holding a bouquet of golden flowers.

"Frisk," Sans said. "I want to apologize for yesterday. I am a stupid idiot. I shouldn't be so overprotective of you. I'm sorry that my actions made you feel like you were being treated poorly. I accept everything wrong I said, and I just hope you can forgive me." Frisk immediately pulled Sans into a huge hug. "I just don't want to lose you, Frisk. I've never been scared of anything before and now I am. I'm scared of losing you."

"I'm not going anywhere silly," Frisk said. "And I forgive you. I know you care about me. I don't want us to fight anymore." He kissed her, and she kissed him back, accepting the apology kiss. "I missed sleeping with you last night."

"You don't have to miss sleeping with me anymore. I moved up our anniversary celebration." He linked his arms with hers. "I'm taking you to MTT resort, if you'll have me."

"Always, Sans."

Sans stood outside MTT resort, as he always did before. This time, however, he was wearing a black tuxedo with a blue flower while waiting for Frisk to arrive. He felt nervous, which was surprising to him, as he had already been dating Frisk for a month and was used to taking her out on dates. They had never gone on a fancy date like this before. What if she had a bad time?

Sans saw Frisk cutting through the distance. Her hair was pinned up in an elegant bun, and she was wearing a beautiful, pink strapless gown that seemed to hover with every step. His jaw dropped. She looked so beautiful and Sans was speechless seeing Frisk all dressed up.

"What?" Frisk said. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"You're so beautiful." Was all Sans managed to get out. Frisk giggled.

"You look pretty good yourself. Shall we?" She linked her arm with his and they entered the resort. The restaurant had been blocked off, just as Sans had planned. The receptionist, who knew Sans, greeted the both of them and asked them to step inside the restaurant. The restaurant was deserted, and all the tables were set up nicely. In the center of the restaurant, a table with a red tablecloth and a centerpiece decorated with three candles and a golden flower lay at the middle of the table. Sans led Frisk to the table set up for them and pulled the seat out for her. She sat down, and he took the seat across from her.

"Hello…" Napstablook appeared before them suddenly, in a top hat and bowtie. "May I… Take…. Your order…?" Sans and Frisk skimmed through the menu a moment and decided on their food. Sans had ordered steak spaghetti and Frisk had ordered filet mignon. They looked at each other for a moment and laughed, realizing they had swapped the orders they had at Grillby's on their first real date. "Okay… Steak…. And spaghetti… Oh… I just realized… I can't write… I can't take down your orders… Why did I offer to be the waiter… Oh no… I made it awkward… Oh no….." Napstablook disappeared, and Sans and Frisk chuckled.

The lights dimmed, and Mettaton, Shyren, and Napstablook appeared on stage.

"This one goes out to two of my closest friends," Mettaton said. "Sans, Frisk, happy one-month anniversary. You've both brought us so much joy and we couldn't have asked for better friends. Even though we are still trapped Underground, it's not too bad since we have each other. This song goes out to the both of you." Mettaton played a rendition of "Oh, My Love!" from back when he was trying to kill her, although this time, the lyrics were pleasantly different.

"Oh, my love

Don't run away

My heart cries out

For you to stay

Human, trust

We won't be apart

Even if

The nightmares start

I'll be here

Here by your side

I won't leave

And you can stay with me

Don't be sad

I'll protect you

Oh, my love

Please never run from me."

Frisk felt tears well up in her eyes. She really wasn't alone in her struggle.

"I, uh," Sans said. "Helped Mettaton rewrite the lyrics. I hope you liked it." Frisk got up from her chair and went to hug Sans, crying tears of joy. "Hey, don't cry. You're gonna ruin your makeup, silly."

"I love you, Sans. I love you so much." Frisk gripped Sans tighter.

"I love you too, Frisk."

They received their food and started eating and talking for a while, cracking jokes and enjoying each other's company. In the background, Mettaton, Shyren, and Napstablook performed their "serenade" set for the couple to set the mood for their date. Sans and Frisk were having the time of their lives, spending it with each other. Suddenly, the mood seemed to change. Frisk became very quiet, and Sans had noticed.

"What's wrong, Frisk? Are you okay?" Frisk continued to stay silent. "Hey, come on, my love. We're having a good time. Don't worry about anything except right now."

"I can't, Sans." Frisk said. "Every day I am walking around, there is a chance Chara might break free and hurt a lot of people. I have to… take steps to ensure no one gets hurt."

"Stop. Don't say anything more. You promised me, none of this."

"Sans, I have to. Please listen. Let me at least talk. I need to get something off my chest." Sans didn't want to listen to more. He knew exactly what she was going to say. And he wanted to prevent her from getting to say it out loud. "Please." However, he knew he couldn't stop her. She wasn't his to control, and that was the mistake he had tried to make last time.

"Okay. I'm all ears."

"You have to promise me something Sans."

"What, my love…?"

"If anything happens to me, and I'm a threat to the whole Underground and the world…" Frisks eyes looked down as her voice trailed off. She began to shake. Sans knew exactly what she was going to say.

"Frisk, stop. You promised me you wouldn't do anything crazy."

"I did promise. I promised I won't do anything crazy. But if I really am a threat then-"

"Frisk, please…"

"You have to promise me you will kill me."

Sans's heart became heavy. How could he promise something like that? The woman he loved, the one who brought joy back into his life was asking him to kill her. At this point, he would have gladly sacrificed the whole entire world to save her. But he knew she wouldn't let that happen. He sat in awe of her selflessness and the amount of care she had for the whole Underground. The only other promise he had every really made was to Toriel, and that was a promise not to harm Frisk. Now, Frisk was asking him to go back on the promise that got him to meet her in the first place. He was torn, but he knew he had only one choice. He had to honor her wishes of putting the whole world before herself, when he only wanted to put her before the whole world.

"I promise."