"I'm in love with an angel

Heaven forbid."

Angel by theory of a deadman


Frisk smelled ketchup and magic.

Mostly ketchup.

Why did she smell so much ketchup? It was like she was wrapped in Sans's jacket or something, being slowly suffocated a-

Oh. She was.

Frisk blinked her eyes, her lids feeling heavy. The black coat was wrapped around her, both providing cushion from the hard ground and warmth. That explained the ketchup reek.

But…why?

Her head was groggy and sluggish. What happened?

Frisk let her heavy eyelids fall. She just wanted to sleep some more…

"WHAT! A-ARE YOU-"

"…WHAT ABOUT ME YOU DOG FA-"

"Undyne, please don't talk to the king like that" Asgore cut in.

"Yes, allow me to get to it please. You are both members of the royal guard as of today." Doggo's voice was monotone and showed no sign of irritation, though it had the slightest hint of excitement…

That's nice. Frisk thought, smiling. They both finally realized their dream. I'm happy…

Something shuffled beside her.

"… you little shit. I see that." Sans scolded.

Sans?

S A N S.

Frisk erupted upwards and had Sans in her grasp before he could react, and he let out a startled squeak. Probably cause his ribs were cracking from how hard she was hugging him.

Frisk buried her head in his shoulder and tried to hold back tears.

Everything that happened came back to mind, rushing her with raw emotion.

She was alive… right?

"Ey, ey, calm your tits snap pea. Take it easy, take it- Jesus, is that your tail?" Sans peeked behind her to see her tail thumping against the ground at a million miles an hour. Frisk wasn't even aware of it.

Frisk felt Sans's hands snake around her back to return the hug, but he jerked a little last minute and pulled his hands away.

"Awww, Human! Yay!" Papyrus cooed.

"Careful Papyrus, you're gonna lose a bone if you get near that thing." Rocky warned amusingly, referring to her tail.

Frisk didn't want to let go of Sans, so she looked behind and kept a strong grip on the skeleton.

"Y-you scared us F-frisk… d-don't do that, o-okay?" Alphys stuttered, looking down.

Frisk blinked.

"…"

Toriel also approached, wiping her face.

"We… we don't know entirely what happened, but… we're proud of you."

"Yes little one. You did well." Asgore chimed in with his deep voice.

Silver didn't speak, but her smile spoke for her.

"Yay Frisk, Yay Frisk, yay Frisk!" Rocky was chanting. Papyrus joined in.

They had a ton of energy…

Frisk let her grip on Sans loosen as she stood up, still holding back tears.

She didn't know how she was still alive…

But she was happy.

However, her legs wobbled and she fell back down on her face.

…ow.

"Human?!"

"Ah jeez, you okay Frisk?"

"Oh my…"

"Friiiiiiiiisk, I told you to take it easy ya turd." Sans crawled beside her and poked her side.

Frisk groaned.

She wanted to sleep.

"C'mon Frisky. Make sure ya take care, right? I think you've had enough close calls for today. For ever, actually." Sans laid down on his ribcage to mimic for her. She heard tender emotion in his voice and when she turned her head to look at him he looked away.

"Like you should talk, dummy." Frisk teased, grabbing his arm. Something felt a little… different between them. Her heart sped up at the thought- in a good, blissful way.

Sans jumped a little at her touch and rolled over, looking as if she struck him.

Frisk sat up, shooting him a concerned glance.

"Is… something wrong, Sans?"

He didn't look at her.

"Why don't we go… see the surface?" Sans suggested.

Papyrus squealed at the thought.

"Good idea brother! I'm so excited! I want to see the sun and grass! It'll be soooo cool!"

"Fuck yeah! I wanna hit the sun!" Undyne shook her fist.

"Ummmm…" Alphys looked at her girlfriend with sweat rolling down her face. "It d-doesn't work l-like that…" Toriel was giggling.

Frisk felt a flutter of excitement.

It… really turned out okay after all. It felt like a fairytale ending, but she liked that.

Looking at Alphys and Undyne made her feel like something was missing…

Speaking of which…

Frisk looked down to where she had been laying. Sans's jacket.

It was getting warmer and warmer, but… jacket.

She wanted jacket.

Frisk picked it up and pulled it on, giggling as she pulled the floofy hood over her head. It was so puffy and warm and safe feeling. No wonder it made Sans look fat.

"… okay, steal my jacket why don't ya."

Frisk realized he was in a t-shirt and began to unzip the coat with disappointment.

"No no no, you can wear it. I was joking, stop with those puppy dog eyes. Please. I don't need this."

Frisk looked back up.

Still acting weird.

"You can give it back when we go home. Just stop." Sans turned his back to her.

"SURFACE!" Undyne whooped and picked up Alphys, carrying her down to the door that had now opened up.

"One must have some patience." Doggo muttered, turning to follow.

"Cut them some slack, little brother. You must be excited too." Silver nudged him.

Doggo? A little brother?

Frisk remembered Silver and Doggo were in fact siblings. She did not know Silver was the older sibling.

It made sense. Sans and Doggo were the same age while Silver was old enough to work with Gaster.

Everyone else had begun to follow, talking excitedly.

Before Sans started walking, Frisk stopped him.

"Something's still wrong…" she scanned him over. Not hurt. "You also need to explain what happened while…"

"I-I… we can talk later, k? Now isn't the time…" Sans turned to look at her briefly, and his face was as blue as a blue berry.

"…wut." Frisk blinked.

"…you are telling me you don't remember what I said… earlier?"

"…when?"

"Earlier."

"… in the voidy thingy?"

"…what thing? No. When I was dying! You are more empty headed then me." Sans knocked on his skull.

Frisk flinched at the memory.

"…no."

"You don't remember and you haven't caught on even without that knowledge."

"Caught on to what?"

"Like I said, I'll talk later. Get your ass on the Surface. Now."

Sans hesitantly grabbed her arm and started dragging her.

They walked down a long corridor of smooth stone that stopped abruptly into a rocky, uneven cave. The rocks were wet and dripping as ice melted from them.

"This is where the barrier blocked us." Sans tapped the line between smooth stone and rocky cave with his foot.

"Hurry up knuckleheads!" Undyne yelled from ahead.

Frisk felt a few drops of water drop into her hair and run down her scalp. Her legs were slightly numb from fatigue and she felt like she could tip over.

"Are you guys still coming? Did ya fall on the rocks? Come on!" Undyne yelled again.

Sans growled a little.

"Hold your tits, Frisk is tired, you god damn prick! Have at least two slivers of patience!"

Frisk hushed him.

"Sans, please. Now is not the time to fight."

"She's being an ass!"

"She's excited. I can move a little faster, I guess." Frisk realized just now that he was moving at her pace and had a hold on her arm to steady her, not force her ahead.

She flattened her ears a little bit.

Eventually, they reached the others. They waited at the mouth of the cave, huddled together. The air tasted so fresh and new, it was almost hard to breathe. A soft orange light lit up the silhouettes of her friends, punctuated by a soft caressing breeze that contrasted the harsh cutting winds of the underground.

"Took ya long enough." Undyne had been tapping her foot.

Sans growled again and Frisk prodded him to stop.

"Undyne, please. We are all excited."

"IT FEELS WEIRD! LIKE A DIFFERENT WORLD! WOWIE!" Papyrus was jumping up and down, grinning wide.

Rocky's tail was wagging and he was panting the fresh air.

"I know! I never felt air like this before!"

Silver let out a single laugh.

"Since everyone is here, let us go." Doggo turned and lead the way, cape catching the breeze.

Frisk took a deep breath.

That wild feeling was alive in her chest again.

An impatient squirming, a need for fresh air and open skies. The wolf.

And judging by the way Sans was squirming, he was feeling the same.

They headed out last, stepping out from the cave and out onto a flat cliff.

Frisk shielded her eyes at first, the difference between the cave and outside being too much.

She heard Sans take in breath and step forward, then stop.

He was waiting for her.

Frisk shook her head at him with one arm covering her eyes, walking forward so she didn't keep him waiting.

They all lined up at the edge of the cliff, one by one. There were excited gasps and words- curses from Undyne- and a thumping as Rocky shifted from paw to paw in excitement.

Frisk finally looked out onto the world she left behind, pulling her arm down.

Ahead of them were fields and fields of red and orange and yellow trees, trees taken by autumn beauty. They danced in the breeze, leaves breaking free and twirling in the sunset. The sun burned in the horizon, just barely outlining the small city she knew of as her home. It seemed so mini from here, like a child's toy. The sky was on fire with shades of orange and yellow and pink, and the air felt cool but much warmer than the air in the underground.

Frisk was taken aback by the beauty. She knew nature was pretty, but… she never realized how much so. How grand and bubbling it was. She just wanted to sit back and howl.

Frisk looked to her side. Sans was quivering, and his eye lights were huge in their sockets. That coupled with his wide, fang revealing smile was too much and she burst out laughing.

"will you stop?" Sans knew exactly why she was laughing. "Let me be at peace for once in my life, please Frisky."

Toriel giggled beside him.

"You look like you've lost your guts, eh?"

"Heheh." Sans snorted.

Oh god. Frisk thought Sans had, in his growth, grown past puns. Apparently not.

Or maybe he had forgotten about them?

"Is that the sun?" Papyrus pointed at the burning yellow ball at the edge of the horizon.

"Yes, Paps." Sans answered.

"I CAN'T HIT IT! FUCK!" Undyne stomped the ground.

Alphys's glasses reflected the glare of the sun. "It's so p-pretty!"

"Woooow, it's so warm and pretty! I've never seen those trees! The people living here must be so pretty too!"

Frisk felt a little churn in her gut. It was so beautiful now… but they would be hit hard with the realities of this new world. It was beautiful here but once they traveled down that dull asphalt road and into the rest of the world the beauty would fade. Would they be alright? What if this was more of a curse than a blessing?

Frisk's smile turned to a frown at the thought.

There were so many things to worry about… how the human would take them, all the talking and grueling to make them accepted. The chance war could break out. The fact she couldn't stay with them…

"My child, do not worry about the future. Let's enjoy the present, shall we?" Toriel said suddenly.

Frisk jumped a little.

Was it that obvious.

Frisk scratched behind her ear.

"Heh… yeah, I guess."

"WE WILL BE FINE! I REPEAT, FIIIIINE!"

"Undyne, please stop shouting." Asgore was sweating a little. He was looking at Toriel.

Toriel shot him a glance before quickly looking away. She seemed conflicted.

Frisk tilted her head.

Would they… maybe become friends again?

"Hey, just chill. It'll be alright, ya little furball." Sans ruffled her hair and Frisk hit his hand away.

"We can not ignore the future though." Doggo spoke up. He had looked neutral this entire time. Frisk had thought Sans was good at hiding his emotions… but he had little tidbits and signs she had learned to recognize. Doggo was like a statue.

"Will… we still-"

"No. There will be no war."

Asgore nodded approvingly.

"We have suffered enough. I am sure this freedom will be enough to appease the rest." Doggo finished.

"There will be some pushback, ya know. Not every monster has a heart of gold… and I only know one human who isn't a douche!" Undyne pointed at Frisk.

"I'm very aware of that. But I will do what I believe is best for monster kind, and I believe that war is not the path we should walk. It will be difficult, but with work and time we should be able to become a part of this world once more. We do need an ambassador, however." Doggo turned to her, and Frisk's throat clogged up.

"I think you know who that must be?"

"Hey, it don't have to be her. Don't force her into more shit." Sans went on the defensive.

Frisk shoved him.

"Will you stop being a prick? You just went free and you are being cranky?"

"Fuck yeah I'm cranky." Sans muttered.

"Sans is still upset the human almost died. Please excuse his horrible manners, king!" Papyrus shot Sans a look.

Frisk blinked.

No. He was just being a cranky dick.

Doggo chuckled.

"I have known Sans for a long time. I am aware he can get cranky at times. But you do realize we need a human ambassador. She needs to take the job. It is not an easy one, but she is the hope we have. It may not be fair but it is what it is."

Frisk spoke before Sans could start mouthing off again.

"I'd… it's scary, but you are right. And I'll do it." Frisk swallowed. She hated interaction. She hated people. She didn't know a damn thing about being an ambassador.

Looks like the struggles didn't end after escaping the underground. It almost seemed… easier down there, in a way.

"But will they still see her as human? Come on, something's gonna be said." Undyne cut in.

Toriel turned to the fish with a face of disapproval.

"Undyne! Hush!"

"Sorry lady, but it's the truth."

"She still looks human to me! Except she's cooler! Almost as cool as I, the Great Papyrus!"

"She could wear a hat…?" Rocky suggested.

"There may be issues…" Frisk admitted. "But it may be an asset. Who knows."

"Yes, little one." Asgore smiled warmly. "I believe it will all be alright."

"YEAH! WE WILL BEAT EM ALL UP!"

"Undyne, n-no! The point is to n-not fight!"

"Awww…Fuck!"

"I wanna go to the forest!" Rocky pointed down.

"No, not today." Silver shook her head.

"WHAT?!"

"It's too late. We must regroup, recharge, and discuss our next move. We must not go without a plan." Doggo said calmly.

There was an air of disappointment. Even Sans seemed a little irritated.

"Also, arrangements must be made to teach proper etiquette to all monsters." Asgore added.

Frisk closed her eyes.

Thank god they weren't doing anything today.

She was beat.

"Awww, I really wanted to see everything!" Rocky's tail dropped.

"BULLSHIT!"

"Will you guys please calm down? You aren't happy we are now free?" Frisk noticed the older monsters- plus Doggo and herself- were much more composed and patient.

"NO!" Undyne yelled.

"I-its so p-pretty! I w-wanna see the a-anime!" Even Alphys was impatient.

"Soon, little ones. Soon. Now, we should all go and get a good night's sleep, yes? Poor Frisk looks like she will fall asleep right here!"

Frisk jolted, opening her eyes.

She probably could.

"Yes. Any who go further than this cliff as of now will be punished." Doggo eyed Undyne and Sans, the rebellious ones. "We will meet at the royal conference room in two days at 1 PM, all of you. I bid you farewell, and I thank you, human." Doggo did a tiny bow of gratitude before walking back into the mouth of the cave.

"I AM GOING TO GO RUB THIS ALL IN DOGAMY'S UGLY MUG!" Undyne dashed off.

"Undyne, no!" Rocky followed suit, while Alphys stumbled behind him to catch up with her girlfriend.

"I want to go tell all the monsters in Snowdin! They will be very happy to hear this!" Papyrus dashed off, high spirited.

Frisk smiled. He was so sweet.

Silver shook her head, huffing.

"So energetic. Hopeful they have the head on them to stay out of trouble. Rest well, all of you. After that, we all deserve it." Silver winked at Frisk and turned to leave as well.

Frisk was a little sad. She wanted to hang out with them all… but she was tired all the same.

Frisk sat down and crossed her legs, enjoying the breeze. She didn't want to leave quite yet.

Sans, Asgore and Toriel seemed to have the same mentality. However, there was a slight tension between the two goat monsters that was played out silently.

Frisk remembered painfully when they died, how they died together and Asgore had whispered to Toriel. What had she said.

A voice spoke in the back of her head. Maybe it was her imagining things. Maybe fatigue. But it stabbed her heart to hear that tiny voice.

"Take care of my parents for me, alright?"

Frisk blinked away tears. She wondered what they thought- did they believe that their child was truly evil? Or did they see him as she did?

Of course they saw him the same. It was their child. It couldn't be different.

But what if they blamed her?

Frisk's stomach turned to stone at the thought.

Finally, Toriel spoke.

"I wish to speak with you later, when you are comfortable. Both of you, in fact." Toriel's eyes scanned both of them.

Asgore's eyes fell on Sans. His mouth tightened. Sans made himself smaller, flustered. Why?

Frisk felt like she was missing something important.

"You two will stay here." He said suddenly.

"…what?"

"Until he tells you what he needs to, anyway. I am tired of these games, Sans. I need to talk to you. But you need to talk to Frisk before I can talk to you. Soooo… you will stay here until you do." Asgore gave him a warm, happy go lucky smile that was akin to a pink light up sign saying "Welcome!" at the gates of hell.

Sans audibly swallowed. He was sweating.

Asgore turned to Toriel.

"Maybe you and I can have a chat over t-"

"No, Asgore." Toriel cut off sharply.

"Oh… okay."

Toriel bent down on her knees, putting her hand on Frisk shoulder.

"Do not feel badly for what you have you could not have achieved, child. Be proud of what you have achieved. Some things cannot be done and some people cannot be saved. You are the type to feel guilty I know. Know that we all only feel pride and happiness for you." Toriel's eyes sparkled. "I will be sending you a pie tomorrow, my sweet child."

Frisk's eyed burned.

They…

Toriel pulled her close for a hug, and Frisk relished in the smell of sweet pies in her fur.

Then, Toriel stood silently and left, Asgore patting Frisk on the head before following.

Frisk blinked, staring at the mouth of the cave.

It was getting a little darker.

Frisk turned to stare at Sans, who was playing with his thumbs.

They sat in silence for what felt like hours, Frisk enjoying the clean air but not able to pull her mind from the events of that day. She felt light. She had a feeling it would be a long time before she could pull herself from these memories of dust and blood.

Eventually, Frisk decided to break the quiet.

"Sans, what was it you wanted to say?"

Sans cringed.

"Wh-huh? Oh… yeeeaaaaaah… I…uh…never mind?" Sans tried hiding in his jacket but remembered he wasn't wearing it. He was so blue he was looking rather sick.

Frisk was slightly annoyed.

"Saaaaaans, we can't leave until you do. You've been stalking around the bush. What. Is. Wrong."

"I don't waaaaanaaaa." Sans whined.

"Oh well."

"I almost died. Be nice."

"We all almost died. Spill it."

"NooooooooOOOOooooo."

"Sans. Please."

"You'll hate me." Sans brought his knees to his chest and hid his head in his arms.

"You actually took Flowey up on a deal. Do I hate you? No. This is nothing."

"You don't understand."

"Yes I do."

"No, you don't! I've thrown so many hints at you and you sit there like "herp derp!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"If you don't tell me I will push you off this cliff."

"You wouldn't."

"Don't underestimate."

"Fine…." Sans stuck his tongue out at her.

Silence.

"…well?"

"Hnnnnnnn." Sans took a deep breath.

"…I…Welp…sort of… like ya."

"….okay."

"…Frisk, are you kidding?"

"Okay. I would hope you don't hate me." Frisk blinked.

Sans out his arms up in the air with his mouth hanging open in shock.

"You… you… don't… oh my fucking god. This is the most stupid moment in my entire fucking life. Do you know what a dick is?"

"Of course!" What did the male genitalia have to do with anything?

"Then how do you not get it?"

"….?"

"Oh my god… so, Frisk. We've been friends. For a decent time. You like me, yes? As a friend?"

"Yesss?"

"I don't like you like that."

"Wait… you just said you like me!"

Sans facepalmed.

"If I don't like you like a friend, how do I like you by default?"

"… Not at all?"

"Frisk, I swear to god." Sans was clutching at the air in frustration. His face was glowing blue in the twilight.

Frisk felt a little hurt.

"No. I like you. Not as a friend. As a…. er." Sans stopped.

"As a wha?"

"…maybe we should wait till t-"

"No."

"Come on! You aren't making this easy! I can't just… dear god." Sans pinched between his eye sockets.

"Sans, I'm so confused! You're making this hard!"

"Ughhhh… You don't even… if you don't know what the hell is going on, you don't… I really shouldn't…"

"Sans, just say it for gods sake!"

"It will ruin everything…"

"How do you know?"

"I do! It'll be awkward and you'll b-"

"Sans, stop. Being. A. Pussy. And. Say. It." Frisk was a little beyond annoyed. Sans really needed to learn to talk.

"Pussy? Did you just call me a- oh, you know what?" Sans slammed the ground.

Then he closed the distance.

Except, not for a hug.

Oh god not a hug.

The next moment Sans was over her with his arms on either side of her, and his face right up against hers. His mouth was pressed against hers, but it was just bone. Her lips tingled with some sort of magic that traveled due to the contact.

It was a kiss.

Well, his kind.

Frisk didn't process what was happening. She just sat there wide eyed, frozen.

Then Sans pulled back slightly, ending it.

"Fuck. You."

Then Sans got off of her and curled up into a tiny flustered ball on the ground.

Frisk blinked a few times.

What.

Just.

Happened?

He just…

Oh.

So that's what he meant.

At Frisk didn't feel anything.

Then it clicked.

Frisk started laughing uncontrollably, clutching her mouth.

"Holy fuckin shiiiiit!" She wheezed, falling over onto her side.

"So thaaaats what you meant!"

"Yes." Sans groaned and covered his hands.

Frisk stopped laughing abruptly.

Okay.

Wait.

How did she actually feel about this?

Sans, a monster…

It was kinda freaky at first thought. A skeleton.

He was annoying, yes. Sometimes she hated him. He was an overall pain in the ass.

But.

He had come to be the best friend she had ever known. He was fun to be around. He had his moments but at the core he was truly kind and tender and loving. He had guided her through the underground and picked her up when she had fallen.

She remembered all the times she and him had made contact. She had actually cuddled with him. That contact made her feel so safe and happy.

No wonder the label of "friend" never fit.

Because, after all they had been through…

She and grown to love him in her own way.

Welp.

That was quite a discovery, huh?

Frisk scooted over to Sans and poked him.

"Sans. Hey, Sansy." Frisk shook him.

"Leavemealone."

"Come on." Frisk crawled over him, making him flinch.

"We still need to talk."

"Do you not get the point yet?" Sans peeked out from his little ball of embarrassment and broken pride.

Frisk put her face on the ground at the same level as his, tail waving.

"I do. But we aren't done yet. Don't we need to talk about what happens next?"

"…wait. So you aren't… disgusted by…"

"…nope."

"Soooo…"

Frisk smiled and giggled, ears twitching. She took her pointer finger and poked right above his nose hole.

"Boop. I love you." Frisk said in a playful voice, giggling more.

Sans's eye sockets went black and wide. Two big black circles.

Frisk wondered for a moment if she had broken Sans. Did crash?

Then, suddenly, like a jumpscare out of a horror game, Sans leaped, rolling her over and hugging her so tight she thought her rib cage would collapse. He made a very happy dog sound and nuzzled her neck.

Frisk laughed, trying to pull him off.

Awwww.

"I can't believe you actually… you little fucker. You. Dirty. Little. Fucker."

Frisk stopped trying to push him off and accepted the happy skeleton, too tired to fight back.

"Someone's happy."

"No fuckin duh." Sans finally got off of her and sat next to her, allowing her to sit up. His face was a deep blue, still.

Frisk brushed dirt off of Sans's coat.

"Sooo… are we dating now?" She asked.

Sans flinched.

"Ummm… I guess… as long as you want to…?"

Frisk pointed at him.

"No dirties. Yet." She joked.

Sans actually looked offended.

"Of course not! What the hell do you take more for?!"

"I take you for Sans. Sans is a horny bastard."

"True, but… Frisk, me liking you means I care. Meaning, I ain't gonna pin you in bed and do the do. You need to listen to me." Sans grabbed her shoulders to keep her looking at him. He looked pretty serious…

"If you are uncomfortable at any time- I repeat- any time, you need to tell me. Everything's at your pace. I am not going to push you to something you aren't comfortable with doing and you need to tell me so I don't make that mistake." Sans's brow bones pinched together. "I've always been scared of doing that. I don't want you to be scared of me. If you ever are, please tell me. Even if it hurts." Sans gave her a slight shake. "Okay?"

"…boop." Frisk poked him again.

Sans sighed.

"This is serious, Frisk. I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't, stop worrying you knucklehead." Frisk moved in and hugged him, resting her head on his shoulder. Sans seemed a little surprised but she caught his little smile.

"Now that we're dating you're gonna have to be more open than before."

"…fuck. Go back."

"Nope. Too late."

Frisk closed her eyes. She was tired as all hell.

She still couldn't believe…

When she first woke up in the underground, she never expected to be here. With so many good friends, so many memories and even now dating a monster.

If only she knew… heh.

However, she was still apprehensive.

The road ahead wasn't easier. It was going to be hard. Uncertain. Things could go wrong at any turn.

Frisk felt Sans's hand hesitantly warp around her waist. It was light at first-testing- before he relaxed and started stroking with his thumb. The steady, gentle movement relaxed her.

It would be okay. Everything was okay now. In the end, it would be okay.

She knew it was foolish to believe. But it was what they had to hold onto besides each other. A future where everything turned out okay.

Was was about to nod off when something made her open her eyes. Something felt…

Frisk looked behind her.

There, at the mouth of the cave, was two children, faded and transparent. With matching green and yellow sweaters, holding hands.

Frisk's heart skipped a beat.

Asriel turned and waved, smiling with tears running down his face.

Then, they faded away.

Frisk mouthed "goodbye", tears running down her own cheeks.

"So, uh, Snap pea…Um… do ya think we could… could I get another…"

Frisk sighed and rubbed her cheek. He didn't notice.

"Of course, bonehead." Frisk turned back to him.

Sans stared at her for a few moments before taking a breath and leaning in.

Everything wasn't okay.

It sure was more than okay.

As the last of the sun disappeared over the horizon line, a lone wolf howled into the night.


ITS FINALLY DONE

I am 90% positive I butchered that confession scene.

Lol.

Let me take a moment to say thank you, everyone, from the bottom of my heart, for sticking around for this story. This is my longest fanfiction and the first one I felt real, emotional investment into. The characters feel so real so me, and I can relate to different parts of them. The story was just as much of a surprise to me as it was to you guys! It's really been a ride.

I will be going and doing major editing. I did go a bit overboard and put in features that were forgotten and never explored. Like the dream in chapter 1. I will be removing unnecessary stuff. Also, if you would like to help with grammatical correction let me know!

I will post one final update to this story once the sequel is up. For the time being, you guys should make sure to chill over at The side story! Also, my DA, for any art related stuff and further updates. My user Name is Comycatdarkangel!

If you have any sequel ideas, or one shot ideas drop them in the reviews!

The final review responses~

IluvfanficXD: I am tired all the time nowadays lol. Is it weird I don't like pizza? I only like frozen store pizza :I anyways, I think you are one of the longest staying fans and I thank you for that!

AliaSoan: o I don have to respond to u boi we got da Facebook for dat XD

Undyingrage: hopefully the prequel will suffice for now? Lol.

Guest: actually, they will not have children… most likely. I just don't see them as parents. Their experiences with the parents in their lives would deter them, I think.

Jaydomination: yup. Chara is an ass but not as much of an ass as you'd think! At least, without the CD :b you are also a long staying fan, so thank you!

Welp, hopefully I got all the reviews! I'd love to know any critiques for the story (besides the already mentioned going over my head and putting in too much stuff), as well as your favorite moments!

Thank you all for making this journey with me, and I'll see some of ya over at Fangs Of The Wolf!

Till we meet again,

Comycat~