'We're soulmates..'
'Soulmates..'
The words kept echoing throughout Frisk's mind over and over again. Frisk shot up ram rod straight from her sleep as she gasped for air. She held her chest with her hands feeling a strange weight in her soul. Sweat was covering her skin. She fumbled in the bed suddenly to reach for the lamp on the table and clicked it on. She was in her bedroom. Alone. Fully clothed.. "Wha...was it a dream?" She ran her hand through her messy hair; and felt a sharp sting on her neck. She winced; and gently grazed her finger tips over the tender skin. She couldn't feel anything..there; but it definitely felt bruised.
'I'm so confused..' She grimaced; looking back at her bed sheets. The last thing she had remembered was G and her.. in his room.."Oh..my.." Her face lit up a bright red; and she quickly kicked her blankets off and tumbled out of the bed. She ran up to her mirror; and stood there trembling from her nerves. Shutting her eyes; she took a deep breath and exhaled while lifting her hands over her chest. She felt a tug; and was able to pull her soul forward. She remembered earlier she hadn't been able to. Something to do with G's magic. She opened one eye and slowly gazed down at the soul in front of her... her heart skipped in her chest.
Surrounding the tiny blue heart in the center of her soul was a dark plum color that took up half of her soul. Yet her eyes danced on the little blue heart; she was happy that soul bonding with G didn't force the bond of her and Sans apart. She sighed. She had been willing to bond with G; but wasn't sure what happens now. She hardly knew him.. or at least she thought she didn't. They had only been here roughly three weeks.. 'What am I going to tell Sans..' She rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands. She was starting to tremble more; thinking about what he would say.
'What if he hates me.. what if he never wants to speak to me again..what if NONE of the other Sans want to speak to me again?' Her mind was racing with the worst possible scenarios; making her anxiety worse. Tears began to fall from her eyes; and she quietly sobbed in the middle of her room..
G sat on his bed leaning up against the wall; he could hear her sobs.. His heart ached; and his soul called out to her. He could hear her thoughts still in his mind. Even though she was now his; he couldn't help but feel guilty..for himself. "Geez..Princess.." He covered his face with his arm, sighing.. "You're already tearin' me apart.." G had teleported her back to her own room, after she had passed out from their soul bonding. He had used his magic to make the mark on her skin hidden from others for her sake. He would need to confront Sans before her if he wanted to spare her any further grief.
After Frisk had let out her emotions; she finally calmed down a bit to get back into bed. Her eyes were puffy; and her neck still ached but the Determination she felt in her soul; helped her think of ways to make things work out with the other Sans and helped her to fall back to sleep.
Sans closed his sockets holding a hand over his soul in his rib cage. He had known the minute Frisk had fully soul bonded with G. The part of her soul had stung him, and pulled him from his work at the lab. He had almost passed out from the pain in his soul. After awhile the pain subsided; and a dull ache left his mind racing. He was now currently perched in a tree outside the house where he could see into Frisk's room.. A mix of fury and confusion, filled his skull. 'Why did she soul bond with that creep...' He looked down at his skeletal hand.. His sockets furrowed in his thought. 'Was I not clear of my feelings.. did he manipulate her? I swear if that prick manip... no the soul bond would of been torn..' He sighed rubbing his hands over his sockets in frustration. "Kid.. what are you thinkin.." He leaned his head back against the tree and gazed up at the stars.. If he didn't feel bonely before; he certainly did now..
The suns rays were always so unforgiving in the morning. Frisk's eyes clenched tightly as she pulled the covers up and over her head. She relaxed her eyes a bit more and tried to drift off back to sleep; but there was a faint knocking at her door. "Hmmm..?" Frisk moaned out. "My child, are you awake?" Toriel's voice came from the other side of the door. Frisk's eyes snapped open and she once again sat up straight in her bed. "Uhm, yeah! I'm awake; h-hold on!" She scrambled from the covers and ran over to her closet to throw on a pair of shorts and a blue t-shirt that had Princess across the front. "May I come in Frisk?" She called again. "YES! It's open!" Frisk went and flopped on the edge of her bed; when the door quietly swung open. Toriel smiled at Frisk; she was carrying a slice of pie on a plate.
"I brought you some pi-" Toriels face paled in complexion. Frisks hair on the back of her neck stood on end and chills quickly covered her arms and legs. Toriel dropped the plate with the piece of pie and it shattered on the floor with a sharp clatter. "..F-Frisk!" Her fur bristled suddenly and her eyes darkened with rage. Frisk stood up abruptly holding up her hands in defense. "Ma! I can ex-" "Frisk! Who was it!" She pointed to Frisks chest with a claw. Frisk felt her soul jump out of her chest and float over to Toriels open palm. Frisk's heart raced.. 'Shit..shit..shit..'
"I shall have to tell your father of this...unfortunate bond.." Her eyes gazed down at Frisk's multi-colored soul with a heavy heart. Disappointment. It's all she saw in her mother's eyes. "I-I.." Frisk stammered holding her clenched fist to her chest. "Come child.. " She said a little to cold for Frisk's liking and turned to walk off with her Soul in Hand. Frisk reached out her hand.. but felt the tug of her body and began to be pulled after Toriel.
The commotion stirred some of the other Sans, and one or two doors opened for them to peer out of. Toriel stopped just short of the first step; and slowly turned her head to gaze over her shoulder. Her dark black eyes sharp and cold as daggers. Red and Sansy being the two brave souls they were that had stuck their heads out; quickly felt the sharp glare; and the chill in the hallway. Red began to sweat; and Sansy cleared his throat nervously. Frisk prayed that G didn't open his door.
"Hello, Gentlemen." Toriel's voice was calm, too calm. Frisk had never seen her this mad before.. she shuddered looking down at her bare feet. "M-Mornin'" Red mumbled nervously. Sansy just nodded his skull.. "Would you boys please wake the rest of you.. I require all of you to be present..sharply in the next ten minutes. Please meet us in the dining room.." Red stiffened "Ma'am!" He quickly came out of his room and and went to knock on Blueberry's door.
Sansy slowly crept out of his room when Toriel and Frisk went down the stairs. Frisk gave one more apprehensive look at them before descending after her mother. "Geez..whatcha think that was about?" He walked across the hallway knocking on Stellar's door. Red shrugged. "What eva it was it can't be good." Blueberry had come to the door and opened it, looking up at Red with a sleepy sockets. "G-GOOD MORNING RED.. ARE YOU IN NEED OF MY ASSISTANCE?" Red shook his skull, "Naw kid.. Queen's calling a meeting of the Sans.." Blueberry nodded going back into his room to change into his normal attire. Stellar yawned while shutting the door behind him. "Why so early.." Sansy rubbed the back of his skull; "Your guess is as good as mine.."
G had heard the commotion and was pacing around his room nervously. He hadn't expected Toriel to come up to her room that morning. "What fun.." G gritted his teeth. There was a knock on his door; and he knew it was the others. "Shit.." He cursed taking three long strides and opening his door. "Hey.. the Queen wants to see us all.." Sansy spoke up. G nod his head; and grabbed his black hoodie he had worn the night previously and pulled it on. He closed the door behind him and followed the others down the steps. 'This isn't good..'
Frisk was sitting at the dinning table with her head hung. She didn't dare look Toriel in the eyes when she sat down at the table. Toriel told her to stay put while she went to speak with Asgore. She was now in the other room with Frisk's soul still; talking to Asgore on what was going on. She had heard a loud growl and the table vibrated. She felt even more nervous.. "Was it that really big of a deal..?" She whispered under her breath. "Hey Princess.." "GOOD MORNING HUMAN!" "Morn'n.." "So..what's goin' on?" Sansy asked as he took a seat next to Frisk. G sat across from her; and Red sat next to G. Blueberry sat next to Sansy; and Stellar next to Blueberry. "It's..a long story.." Frisk held her face in the palm of her hands leaning on the table. She couldn't look G in the face.
Toriel opened the door from the other room. holding Frisks soul close to her and Asgore followed behind her. Asgore frowned at Frisk; then looked to the Skeletons at the table. "Where is Sans?" He growled. Red stiffened with the King standing behind him. He blipped out of his chair; and everyone turned to where he had been sitting. Before Toriel could complain; he appeared with Sans in his grasp. Sans looked furious as he had his lab coat on. Red pushed him into a seat next to Sansy and took his seat back next to G; without a word.
Frisk felt her heart sink even more and her face burned red from embarrassment. "Soo.. what's goin on?" Sans asked. Toriel glared at Sans; and he stiffened his grin faltering slightly. "I think you know Sans, and someone else here does too.." She held out Frisks soul for everyone to see. Frisk slumped in her chair still hiding her face. The tension in the room got heavy quick. Some of them gasped; others grasped their chests. All of their sockets were void-less..
Sans stared hard at the soul floating in Toriels hands.. he already knew what had happened; but to see it for his own eye lights made him furious.. He clenched his fists under the table.. he was trembling.
Asgore stood at the head of the table. "We can clearly see; that two of you have bonded with our Daughter. One of you has succeeded in a full bond.." He glared at each of them. Red grasped his shorts and grit his teeth. Stellar's sockets were furrowed and he glanced up at the soul; and then back to the table. Blueberry stared in awe; his sockets were still dark; but you could still see he was stunned. "So, who else was it.. Sans I know the blue heart belongs to you.." Asgore's voice was low and threatening.. Sans slid down further into the chair similar to Frisk. Red sent a glare to Sans; then glanced back up at the soul. A dark purple.. who would that be?
"I DEMAND TO KNOW WHO ELSE BONDED WITH OUR DAUGHTER!" Asgore slammed his fist against the table and everyone jumped nervously. He was growing impatient at their silence.
Frisk squeaked and peered through her fingers at G. His eye lights were dim, and he met her gaze. "It was me.." G mumbled. Everyone snapped their attention to G. Sans growled; and G sent him a glare. The tension was so thick it could have been cut with a knife.
"Do you realize how serious this is?!" Asgore gestured to Frisks soul. Toriel just shook her head in more disappointment. "She is royalty! Neither of you; came to us for our blessing. Neither of you let us know what your intentions were for our Daughter!" His voice was getting louder, and his face was turning red with anger. His fur was standing on end; and the King looked menacing for the first time in awhile.
"There are protocols! There are things one must do to court a Princess properly! Not only did one of you.. but two!? How did you think that would work out?"
Toriel sighed letting Frisk's soul float back to her. Frisk let her hands fall from her face, her cheeks were stained with tears as she stared at her soul. "I-It wasn't their faults.." She mumbled. Asgore turned to face Frisk. "Frisk.. my child. You are too innocent in the ways of Soul Bonding, the magic that's running through your body!"
Frisk slammed her fist on the table and stood up making her chair topple over. 'I can't just sit here and let them take the full blame!'
The Sans gasped and looked ready to jump up at a minutes notice. Sans gaze hardened.
"I ASKED FOR THIS~!" She shouted. Toriel and Asgore looked taken aback; G blinked in amusement, chuckling to himself. Sans grimaced clutching at his soul. "I WAS CURIOUS!" She gestured to them, "I wanted to know what it felt like to be bonded with someone..to have..Magic!" She waved to G; then to Sans.
Toriel huffed resting her paws on her hips giving Frisk a stern look. "Is this why you were so curious the other day..?" Her brow arched in a knowing look. Asgore looked to Toriel slightly confused. He had obviously missed that conversation.
"Y-Yes.." Frisk lost her courage and fumbled with her hands, still staring at her soul before her. She was embarrassed; not only because her soul was out for everyone to see, but because of Sans.. She could see the betrayel on his skull. "My child; you have gone about this the wrong way; and now you are bonded with two monsters.." She sighed letting her arms drop.
She then glared at G and Sans, "You two.. what are your intentions with my Daughter.." She swept her gaze over the other Sans as well who all seemed to be hurt by this. "What are ALL of your intentions towards her?!" Asgore put his paw on Toriels shoulder, "My love, let me handle this.."
Red stood up out of his chair; red sweat was sliding down the back of his skull as he cleared his throat. He was trembling, but looked to Frisk; and held a hand over his rib cage. "I would l-like to also..court the Princess.."
Sans sockets widened, and he stood up glaring at Red. "I can't stand by and let that ha-"
Asgore waved his hand gesturing for them to be silent. "It is not un-heard of for a Monster to soul bond with multiple monsters.. I have never seen it done with a human.. I will need Alphys to examine your soul.. " He glared at Red, "Do you not care to share her among your other selves.." His brow arched. Frisk felt her face heat up while she gazed at Red. He gave her a toothy grin, "Naw.. I'm sure I can win her over.." He winked suddenly gaining back his confidence.
Blueberry stood in his chair pumping his fist in the air. "I TOO; THE MAGNIFICENT SANS WOULD ALSO LIKE PERMISSION TO COURT THE HUMAN!" Sansy coughed; also standing, "Same 'ere"
Sans jaw came unhinged and just stared at everyone in shock. There was no way Asgore would go for this. Toriel smiled and clasped her claws together. "So it would seem Frisk's has more suitors then I thought. Though you maybe from other worlds; do you not wish to Return home?" She tilted her head slightly. She wanted to know that they wouldn't leave her.
Red scoffed, "I ain't got nothing worth havin' in my world.. " G stood; "There's nothing left of mine.." He gazed down at Frisk; and she gulped. Sansy sighed; "Though I'd miss my Bro like hell, I know he's taken care of.." Blueberry frowned, "I WOULD MISS MY PAPY; BUT HE WOULD UNDERSTAND.."
Stellar had been the only one not to speak up. He looked to everyone nervously. All eyes were now on him. "What about you?" Toriel urged him to give his statement. "I..I.. I would also.. like to court Frisk.." He blushed a brilliant purple/blue across his cheek bones. Frisk just stood in awe of what just happened.
"Then it's settled.." Asgore nod his head. "Each of you will court my Daughter.. let her learn to love you all; if you should decide to change your minds; please let me know."
"For now; please delay the building of the machine.." Asgore looked to Sans. He was still shocked.. "Y-Yeah.. kay.." His sockets turned to gaze at the grains in the wooden table. 'Now how am I suppose to have her to myself?! Blasted Alphys..'
"Frisk my dear; do you have anything to say?" Toriel looked to her flustered daughter.
"UHm..I just wanted to apologize.. for everything.. I should have.. came to you guys first.." She gently took h er soul and let it float back into her chest. She felt the warmth flood her body once again; and sighed in relief. She could feel G's magic surge through her body. He gave her a wink and a sly grin.
"If..we're done 'ere.. I believe the Princess an' me 'ave a date.." Red winked. Everyone turned to the both of them, some were glaring. "Oh! Right.. I'll just go...freshen up!" Frisk quickly made a bee line for the doorway and ran up the stairs as soon as she had gotten around the corner. Her heart had been racing, and her mind whirling with thoughts.
There was still a lot of tension in the room, as one by one they teleported out of the dining room. Sans and G were the last two in the room. Sans shove his hands in his jacket pockets giving him a cold glare. G just met his glare with one of his own. "If you think this has saved yer boney ass from gettin dusted, you have another thing coming bucko.. " Sans turned his back to G about to head out. G just shrugged his shoulders a small grin tugging at his teeth.
Sans stopped for a moment.. "Oh.. and tell my old man.. I said Hi.." He continued walking out of the room.
G stood still for a moment, then shook his skull. Things were really going to get interesting now.