Thank you for staying with me for the story. I started it during Covid and I never thought I would finish it still during Covid. But, that's okay. A lot of my life changed in the duration too. And? I still have another Undertale to write. I hope you had a great time with the story.:)
Epilogue
Toriel smiled at Sans as Farrah hugged her. She frowned at Asgore over in the corner. "I can't believe you."
Asgore just heard from Sans and Farrah the truth about another dimension and? "I can't help it, human souls are such pretty things."
"Try collecting angels or happy clowns," Asriel said from his side. "Let's not have you screw up this dimension too."
"I don't hurt anyone with them," Asgore insisted. "Besides, no humans have died around here. I currently don't have any."
"Your 'pretty collection' ended poor Sans' dimension!" Toriel yelled at him. "You had better never collect a single soul again."
Asgore sighed but looked at Sans. "Do you collect anything?"
"I collect angels, but I only have one so far." Sans pointed to Farrah. "Well? Technically I guess two. Maybe three? I don't know. We'll call it an Angel Combo and make the fries and drinks cheaper."
Farrah just laughed. "Your collection is complete too."
"Yes, there is a good idea!" Papyrus piped up. "Sire, you could collect something that has just so many pretty figures. Like in toy machines."
"Oh, goodness no, don't recommend that!" Toriel scolded him.
"Ooh, a set collection of something. Perhaps dragon stickers. There are 200 of them. The kitty slimes in the little balls of the toy machines-"
"No toy machines!" Toriel insisted. "You'll end up getting the whole kingdom hunting those down just for you to get all of them."
"I'd rather that than a dimension ending?" Farrah suggested to her.
Sans watched as Leader Larry headed over. While upset, Leader Larry wasn't half as upset as Sans thought he'd be. He wasn't allowed by the government to have any monsters as 'animals to be watched at a zoo' anyhow. He did however like to advertise that monsters had been in the natural preservation area. It's just nobody could ever see them that he never advertised.
Instead, sneaky bastard was now charging them 'rent'. Eh. Toriel and Asgore and the whole monster kingdom was still doing fine. They had enough G to cover the bill.
Meanwhile, Sans hadn't changed his plans. No one else besides him, Farrah, Papyrus and the royal family really needed the gritty details.
Including other Mom-In-Law. No one even bothered to tell her about the new rules of the Kingdom being freed.
Sans would handle all that, with a small assist from Farrah.
"Frisk," Torah called to her. She headed over with her sunglasses and purse. "Honey, let's go. Where's Papyrus your mate and Sans?"
"Um?" Farrah went over closer to Torah. "Mom? I had a talk with Sans, and we felt it would be better if he was my mate for the time being."
"Oh, good." Torah looked toward Sans. "Good idea. You know how to treat a girlfriend, don't you?"
"Oh yeah," Sans assured her.
"Good. Plus, Frisk's . . . thing . . . seems to have aged her some. You'll look better with her."
Heh. Humans sometimes.
They would all still live together, until Sans found a decent way to make money and be on their own again securely and safely. He still just wanted to live just the three of them: Farrah, Papyrus, and him.
Until then, he'd be boning up more on the human way people did things. Get better disguisers. Figure out the human traditions of that dimension from the one that he came from. Things like that.
It wasn't a huge rush to disappear. Even Farrah seemed to be more at peace with Torah now, feeling like she understood both parts of herself. Farrah not only knew Frisk, but could see into who she was the most. Chara.
A soul wrapping around another to protect it.
"Sans, grab the suitcases," Torah insisted. "Have your brother and Frisk take one too. I have mine." She thanked Toriel and Asgore for their help, but was more than ready to get out.
"Glad to be of service," Asgore thanked her. "By the way, do you collect anything?"
"Take care," Toriel said curtly. "I will come after you if you wrap Farrah up into anything like a soul-gag again, human."
Torah didn't answer back, and that was okay. Torah probably wouldn't do such a thing again.
If she did, she didn't have to worry about Toriel. She'd have to worry about me. In fact, he'd probably have a private conversation soon here down the line, to make she understood what she should and should not say to Farrah. "Got the suitcases, Torah." For now, he was just delightful Ol' Sans.
"Come visit again soon." Toriel hugged Farrah tenderly. "I will fix whatever it is you would like to eat, and nothing else. Farrah." She kissed her gently on the forehead. "Good luck."
Yeah. Sans already had a talk with his first Mom-In-Law.
"Oh, goodie. We get to go and see all of the skyscrapers again from a far distance," Papyrus said. "A far distance is just fine for me."
"Yes it is," Torah insisted as she started to head out with her own suitcase. "Let's move everyone. This time, we'll take pictures along the way of Frisk and Sans like they had a honeymoon or something. Some kind of proof that a marriage exists this time for you. You need to pretend to work on looking like you are getting closer better, Frisk. Don't take any chances, I don't want the park having to come and get you again. Same bedroom too, and you'd better be working on kissing."
Sans grabbed Frisk and showed they had that part down real well. He could feel Farrah smile as she lingered on him too. When he let go, he noticed Torah was now looking at them at an angle with her sunglasses almost falling off. "Got it. I'm good with the girls."
" . . . maybe Papyrus is a-"
"Nah, we're good," Sans said as he took out the suitcases. "Coming, Frisk? Oh yeah, I need a name for you. Something sweet. How about Farrah?"
She just chuckled beside him. "Farrah sounds nice."
"Great, and I will be The Legendary Fartmaster."
Farrah just laughed at him, Papyrus just groaned, and Torah just walked out with a sort of blank look on her face as everyone bid them farewell.