(A new day with new possibilities. New things are revealed and truths are told. However, what would these truths reveal about the characters themselves?)

(Characters belong to Toby Fox, Story by me.)

Chapter 13

Full truths

As my eyes open I am greeted to the sunlight and the wooden ceiling of my new apartment. In the distance, I hear the sounds of monsters rising for the day. The sounds were very faint, but I can hear them all the same.

As I listen I feel my body aching from last nights activities, and though sore, I wasn't mad.

On the contrary.

I have never felt better.

My body is practically singing. Every muscle, every fiber, sang in the new morning light. The place between my legs pulses pleasantly and my nipples tighten in response. The memories the sensations cause almost make me moan in delight. I stretch out my body among the sheets, feeling like a cat who has just gotten all the cream she could have ever asked for and then some. My mind feels so light and free as if the events of yesterday had never happened.

A smile plays on my lips as I close my eyes to the light and just lay there and take it all in. And though it is slightly nippy, I have never felt so content after waking.

It feels so divine.

"Someones having a good morning," A deep voice states before a bony hand comes into view and slides down my stomach to my thigh. A heavy sigh brushes my hair as Sans draws himself closer to me, nuzzling me with his face and giving me a ghost of a kiss on my neck. "How are you today sunshine."

I giggle happily at him and turn my body into his. Wrapping myself into him I shrug and say honestly, "I've never felt so good like this before Sans. It's like, being born again or something! Everything feels so good! So right." I look at him with a smile that stretches across my face to the point of pain. "If this is what it's like to mate then sign me up! I don't care how long it takes for us to have kids, but the process of trying is going to be awesome!" I giggle at my own words and only find myself slightly confused on my own behavior.

"Oh really?" He asks with a soft inhale. His body stills for a moment and I tilt my head at him in question. Sans face is a mix of calm concentration as his eye sockets remain closed for a moment. Opening them, at last, he gives me a smile and chuckles deeply. "Well, it seems we don't have to try too hard for kids Frisk." He laughs out and holds me close to him. "One night and we're already destined to be parents!"

The sound of pure joy in his face did not reflect my astonished one. Looking down at my flat tummy I poke it several times and say out loud, "I'm...I'm going to be a...mom?"

He nods and lifts himself to look at me with a calm, joyful expression, "Do you mind? Being a mom to half a monster?"

I stare at him and back at my tummy. I repeat this several times before I turn and throw myself at him. My arms circling his neck and holding him close. "I don't mind at all! OH SANS! I'M GOING TO BE A MOM!"

We laugh as we hold one another. Our joy peppering the air as our naked bodies laid upon the soft sheets of the bed. Long moments after that we continue to lay there. Lazily enjoying the moment. He toys with my hair, I toy with his ribs, as we just talk. About stuff. Nothing too important. We talk about the kids, which It seems I'm having twins as it turns out, and what possible names to give them. We talk about the possibility of moving to a larger apartment or home. Possibly moving out of the city altogether. Which is harder than it sounds. Out in the land, there are no laws for monsters.

People have been known to kill whole families, just because they were prejudiced against them. They got away with it too. Because there were no laws out in the open country. In the city, they at least had a chance, if but a small one.

But the idea of open land and a chance to be away from it all sounds so nice. A fairy tale that might come true.

A dream within reach.

Now as we lay here in silence I notice Sans emotions taking on a more concerned turn. I still as I feel it. His posture becomes slightly ridged as he contemplated his words. I could not read his thoughts but his posture and emotions told me enough.

Sans is worried about something.

Sighing into him I nudge him with my head and say, "If you have something that is worrying you, Sans, I would like to know."

He stiffens and I chuckle, "I can't read your mind but I can read your emotions and body posture. You are worried about something and it's bothering you." I look up at him and gave him a slow wink.

He looks at me with wide eyes before shaking his head and chuckling. "Can't pull a fast one on you can I kid?" I shake my head firmly but keep a smile on my face. He sighs and adjusts his hold on me. Pulling me close he takes a moment to think. Thinking of what to say. For a few moments my giddiness, brought on by awesome sex and the possibilities of motherhood, begin to become overtaken by anxiety.

Was he rethinking our union? Did he have regrets?

Then he sighs and turns to me, his eyes troubled, and said hesitantly, "I...want to ask about what happened last night. During our merging as husband and wife, when I saw your past. It confused me,"

I stiffen and disengage myself from him. Rising I scoot away a bit and let my back rest against the pillows. He follows suit and places a hand on my stiff shoulders. My body curls into itself and I sigh."I knew this would come up some time, but I was foolishly hoping it won't." I whisper softly but he hears me.

"Why would you be afraid? I wouldn't judge you for anything if it wasn't in your power to stop it. What I saw baffled me. The imagery, the colors, and how you just, flashed into existence like that..."

At his words, I shudder and scrunch up even tighter into myself. A sob escaping my lips as fat tears begin to fall down my face.

He had seen it. He had seen how I...was born.

But instead of sounding hateful or disgusted, he just sounded confused.

"Frisk?"

I didn't want to look at his face at first, afraid of the emotion I would see there. But a tender, bony, hand comes up to take my chin and lightly turns it to him. His face is full of concern. "Frisk, baby, please don't feel ashamed. I can feel your emotions as if they're screaming in my face. You're petrified."

The tears keep falling, I didn't want him to think any differently then he did before, and deep down I know he won't, and a part of me assured me that I can trust that he would not change his feelings for me if I tell him the truth of my birth.

The whole truth.

Sighing, I turn my head and look at my bent knees. Liquid fell onto them like rain as my tears left interesting rivulets down my skin. Sobbing a bit, I release a hickup and say, "Remember when that old man c...c..called me a..n...n..no man's child?"

Sans is quiet. His posture, a bit stiff, stays still as he nods slowly at me. Sighing I go on, "That name belongs only to children who appear out of nowhere. No parents, no family, just poof, there they are. I...I am a no man's child. A child who suddenly appeared. And for that, I have sinned in the eyes of man. In the eyes of all the people of this city."

His eyes widen and confusion peppers his emotions. Face scrunching up in utter disgust and bewilderment as he states, "But that isn't your fault! Sinning! Really?! How can they fault you for how you are made?! Some monsters I know just poof into existence too. Like some ghosts I know." His emotions spike into agitation as he waves his hands before him. "I don't understand! Why the fuck would they fault you for this?!"

I shake my head and sigh tiredly. "I don't know Sans. For as long as I can remember, ever since I...appeared, people have always treated me as if I carried the plague. All I know about my existence, and the name attached to it, is the fact that it is a cursed one. A bad omen." I sniff and hold myself tighter. "Matters became worse when my parents adopted me. Like some sort of curse coming to life. After that..."

Flashes enter my eyes and I jerk up as I see images of Sans. Quick flashes of him feeding me a hotdog drenched in ketchup, his smile huge and his eyes glowing with affection at me. Sans with a concerned expression touches my face gently. Him bowing to me on one knee a small box in his and as a blue blush brightens his cheekbones. Sans laying in the grass, so close to me that we had to be lying together, staring up at a starry sky. His face full of wonder.

The last image had tears falling from my eyes as I see Sans struggling against the men in black suits. His eyes crazed as he tried to get to me. And as if someone pressed the slow-motion button, I see one of them slam his gun against the back of his skull. Sans falling slowly and crashing into the ground. The image blurs as the man responsible turns a glowing white smile upon me.

Luke.

"FRISK! FRISK!"

I startle and stare up at Sans as he holds my arms in his hands. Once he has my attention he breathes a sigh of relief and sits back on his haunches.

"I lost you there for a moment baby." He sighs as he leans his skull against my collarbone. "Gods give me strength." He prays against me before looking up into my face and saying, "What happened? What did you see?"

I shake my head and say, "I...I saw you. Though they were quick. I saw you feeding me hotdogs, comforting me, proposing to me," I blush and look him in the eyes as my expression then turns into sorrow. "I saw that the important person who I could never see before. The one I could not remember trying to save me on my eighteenth birthday. It was you." I touched his face softly and marveled at him. "I can't believe I never put two and two together before now and..."

He stops me by touching my hand that rested on his cheekbone. His eyes full of understanding. "It's fine love." Sighing he rubs his cheek on my hand and closes his eyes. "I don't blame you, nor should you blame yourself." One of his eyes open and stares at me lovingly, "You're starting to remember me and that is all I care about. Soon you'll remember everything."

I smile at him, lean over and kiss him softly on his teeth. The feeling of bone melts away to the pressure of lips as he kisses me back. A soft kiss, a friendly kiss.

My heart swells at the sensation.

When we part he chuckles and says, "You know, after what you just said about how your a 'no man's' child. It got me thinking of an old monster's tale."

I freeze. He shakes his head and cups my cheek and brings me forward. He places my forehead against his and begins his story. His voice low and gentle. "It was said long ago that an angel would appear before us in our time of need. One who would be lost and yet found. That they would lead us out of the darkest part of our lives and into a land of light."A swell of something fills me with his words and he looks at me with a gentle expression. "You're not just a princess kid, I believe you're our little angel. A being who can change the world for us as we know it." Then his face turns dark as a thought comes over him. His eyes winking out as he said in a harsh whisper, "That could be the reason why the humans are so scared of you. They seem to know what your appearance means." He sits up as the idea continues to grow in his mind. "What is their version of the story? If it's so bad, that they would have had to..." His voice trails off and I touch his collarbone to get his attention.

"They could have killed me in the beginning. But they didn't." I finish for him with understanding.

He nods and settles back down on his haunches. His thoughts racing.

As I watch him struggle with the new discovery I gave him I marvel at this being who loves me. The very idea of him worrying for me, wanting the best for me makes me feel so light inside.

Touching my tummy I think of the two little beings growing within me. The result of our love. My heart warms at the thought and I feel as if I'm floating in warmth.

I reach over to hug him when a knock on the wall behind me startles me. Swinging around I turn to see Papyrus opening the door with a cheerful expression on his face. With him, he brings the smell of breakfast and spices.

"Nyhehehe! I, the great Papyrus, welcome you this morning Fri...ahhhh!" He jumps back as he notices what he had just walked into. His eyeballs popping out of his sockets as I scootch under the thick covers to hide while Sans stays as he is with a smirk on his face.

"Yo awesome bro of mine," Sans says as he turns and leans back on the thick pillows. His posture lazy and carefree. So different from his expression that marred his face a few moments ago. He sniffs the air as his brother shakes with fury and his grin widens lazily. "Smells good Pap. You always..."

"You bonehead!" his brother yells at him. Sans flinches playfully as Papyrus begins to rant at him about my health and well being. After five minutes of yelling have passed, Sans tells his brother what happened, and that we had finally married. Plus as a bonus that I was pregnant with twins.

Upon hearing that, Papyrus flinches and his expression becomes one of shock. He steps forward and kneels beside the bed and looks at me.

"May I?" He asks, his eyes large in his sockets.

I tilt my head in question and pull the thick blankets away to reveal my nude body. Sans waits as his brother places his hands on my abdomen and closes his eyes. A few moments later I feel him probing into my body and soul before I feel him diving deeper. The sensation is so strange. Like feeling butterflies fluttering throughout my body. Then he stills and opens his eyesockets and a soft sigh flows from his mouth. Pulling back he looks at us and says, "They're beautiful." Tears begin to fall from his eyes and without thinking, I bend over and draw him into a hug against me. Holding him tightly I feel his arms encircle me as he continues to speak. "Their energies are so pure. I...I have never felt anything like it." He hiccups and chuckles into my embrace as his arms tighten around me.

When a second pair of arms come around us, it is almost like the final piece fitting into place. It feels so right.

"I know bro. I know. I bet they can't wait to meet their awesome uncle."

"Nyeyehehehe."

Their soft laughter surrounds me and I close my eyes as I allow the brothers energies to flow around me.

I am home.

…...

Half an hour later sees us in Papyrus' small, clean, orderly, apartment, eating a fine breakfast of waffles, scrambled eggs, and juice. The meal itself is simple and tasty. After the night I had I am starving!

"Slow down babe, there's plenty to go around." Sans chuckles as he points to the overflowing plates before us.

I nod and sit back a bit and try to slow down. The food is just so good!

Papyrus looks pleased with my gluttonous obsession with his food and gloats about how he learned it and how he went about preparing it.

"Yes well, the best way to make the eggs is to first add the spices and a bit of water or milk. Luckily the great Papyrus procured milk the other day so I had enough for what you see before you." He leans back in his chair as he points to the mount of scrambled eggs that still sat steaming in the plate.

Sans chuckles and scoops up a forkful of eggs on his plate, layered in ketchup, and says, "That is awesome bro! They are really the most 'eggcellent' scrambled eggs you've made thus far."

"Yes, brother I do say I did a mighty fine..." Eyeballs pop out of Papyrus sockets as he stares at Sans hard.

"Sans, did you just make a pun?"

"No no no bro, that would be to 'humurous' of me." Sans wiggles his eyebrows.

"That is terrible Sans."

"You're smiling bro."

"And I hate myself for it."

I giggle at their back and forth teasing and smile at them. Watching the brothers I feel my heart lighten for the first time in days. I still had pain in my back muscles and they twitched from time to time, and the overhanging knowledge of what my choice could bring to both monsters and humans is also present in my mind. But at this moment, eating between these two, I can forget for a little while.

I can try to be happ...

BANG BANG BANG!

We flinch and turn to the wall where my room laid on the other side.

"HEY LOSER! WE'RE HERE FOR YOUR STORY! NOW OPEN UP!"

We sigh as the voice of Undyne erupts from the door to my apartment just inches away from Papyruses door. With every knock the walls quake under her strength.

"U..u..undyne. I t..think It would be best to not be so loud? T.. are other monsters here trying to..."

"I'VE WAITED ALL NIGHT FOR THIS! HER PARENTS ARE HERE, YOU'RE HERE, IM HERE, AND WE'RE READY FOR ANSWERS! OPEN UPPP!"

A sudden crashing sound reveals that she had finally opened my door and let herself in.

I sigh and say quietly, "Oh dear, I just got that apartment too."

Sans shakes his head and pats my arm. "Don't worry kiddo, she does this often. We got a guy on standby when she stops by. We'll have it fixed before we go anywhere today okay?"

Papyrus nods. "Yes, Frisk. No worries. She does this to me all the time. I'm lucky if I can get to my door before she..."

"Frisk! Frisk!" The sound of my mother's voice is full of worry as the gang tries to find me but is unable to.

"O...o...ohh dear. I wonder if we scared her?"

Undynes laughter erupts as she says, "NONSENSE! We just have to go over and ask Papyrus! He'll know exactly..."

Sans raises his arm and twists his wrist as his hand glows blue. The door between the walls flies open as Undyne comes crashing through and hits the floor with an unceremonious entrance. A burst of laughter erupts from me and I hold my sides as she struggles to get up off the ground. Kinda like a fish out of water. Her wife, Alphys, waddles in to help her up. Mother and father come in after followed by surprisingly, Mettaton.

My laughter subsides as I take in everyone who comes through the door with growing curiosity. What were they doing here? I thought that...

"Frisk!" Mother says as she walks over to where I sit.

"Hi, mom!" I wave as I turn to accept her hug.

She kneels and takes me into her arms. She holds me tightly and her warmth spreads through me like a blanket. Comfort in her embrace is suddenly interrupted as I feel her sniffing my hair. Tickling me as she huffed about my face and neck.

"Mom! What are you doing?!" I say as I giggle at her sniffing me. Then another nose appears and begins to sniff as Father joins in as well. I laugh under their assault, not understanding what they were doing until they lean away from me at last.

That is when I feel the underlying tone of surprise, anger, and joy.

An odd mix of emotions hit me as they look over my shoulder to where Sans sits between me and his brother. Sans stares back at them, his expression level and calm. His emotions were as still as water in an untouched lake.

He waits.

Father stood to his full height as he calmly looks at Sans. His expression hard as he says calmly, "You know you could have waited until after this situation was taken care of to marry her Sans." Father says gruffly. He shakes his head and chuckles. "However I am not completely blind as to why you didn't wait."

Mother glares a little at Father, then Sans before saying, " I do wish they did wait. I would have loved it if we had blessed them fully before their wedding night." but her expression softens as she holds me again tenderly. "But the final result isn't so bad! Babies! Twins! Oh, my precious daughter, twins!" Mothers eyes light up as I can see the possibilities of two babies in her arms again. I smile at her as the idea fills me with warmth.

Then Father straightens and places his great paw on my head and looks at Sans levely. His expression turns into a searching one as he asks, "Is she, mentally, ready to tell us what has happened to her? Is this a good time to even...attempt to ask?"

Sans nodded, "She's ready sir. But I think it might behoove us to move to a more comfortable area where we can explain everything."

Mettaton rushes over and says, "Oh darling that is a splendid idea! I do believe we have a large sitting room two floors up! I'll lead us right there and open it for you."

I turn questioning eyes at him and Sans leans in and whispers, "Mettaton owns the building Frisk. He's our landlord."

I nod and before I know it we all clear out of Papyrus's apartment and make our way upstairs to Mettaton's sitting room.

…...

The sitting room is fairly large and well put together. Rich fabric glows under the light of morning, as old seats and furniture glisten with care.

I marvel at the sight.

Mettaton seats us in a circle and, once everyone is ready, makes a gesture for me to start.

Swallowing hard, I look at my family and take in their expressions. My parents look worried and agitated at the same time. With so many things happening in the last few days, my mother looks far worse for the ware. With so many attacks on my person, plus the unknown pain I've been going through, she has a look of a woman who hadn't slept in a while. Her appearance full of exhaustion fills me with pain.

I have done that to her.

Father doesn't look as bad, but his eyes are lined with worry. He holds my mother tightly to him as they prepare themselves for another dark secret that I have to tell them. Not only about the abuse I've suffered between the United and the Government, but about my very birth.

Undyne and Alphys both wait for anticipation at my words. Alphys with her pen and paper ready, and Undyne with her eye gleaming with what I have to say. Her anger level already primed. I just hope she dosesn't do anything rash.

Mettaton sits quietly in his pink scrubs and lab coat. His leg over a knee and his hands poised over his mouth in concentration. One eye pierces me with a sharp intellect.

The brothers and I sit together. One on either side of me. Sans on my left, Papyrus on my right. They give me their support as I take a moment to take everything in. Breathing sharply I concentrate on them and their energies.

Calm, worry, acceptance.

I smile at that last feeling.

Opening my eyes I sigh out a heavy breath and begin to speak. I tell them everything. Every small detail. How I was approached by the United after I had received my anklet to not only act as their figurehead and their link to what small monster knowledge I had in my young brain, but also as a type of spy. I didn't have to do much other than to walk in the government building and sit somewhere for a certain period of time. The device, which had been hacked, could then access the computers of the government and council building and gain the knowledge of their activities.

However, that did not turn out to work since I was always thrown out if I had no other reason to be in the building. The only time I was successful was when I was getting the device topped up every few weeks. Or when I was caught going over my limit.

When I did it on time I had a maximum of an hour and a half in the building, and at that time they were able to get a bit of data.

But when I was caught.

I'm in there for hours getting electrically punished for my transgression.

Even though they don't say it, they still take that time to download everything they need as pulses of electricity run through my body. And when it's done James collects the data, wipes the memory completely, resets it, and the horror starts all over again.

I agreed to do this because I thought they would work harder to allow me to be with my family. Once they won the suit to allow me a single day out of a week to see my family I thought I had made a good choice. I thought I had a chance to finally be with my family, even if I just continued on with this game.

But years passed and there were no other attempts to lengthen my stay. The United continued to promise, continued to work with me, but it feels like I was getting the short end of the stick. Trapped in the horror of the game between James and Luke. The supposed gentle supporter and the sick electro Pervert.

Without knowing what to do I continued, terrified of the chair, terrified of the consequences.

But now that I am regaining memories of Sans, finding love again, I find that I can't take it anymore. The pain the loneliness. The fact I was told to continue to follow the rules and be a good girl in a world where many of the humans would rather see me dead than help me made my stomach turn.

I am tired of hiding, tired of the abuse, am so sick and tired of this sick game I was forced to play.

I wanted it to end.

But by my own choices.

After that I let my words hang in the air as I watch my friends and family take in my words. They all have that expression of looking into themselves, not really seeing the world around them. Thinking hard.

Tears stream from my mother's eyes and for the umpteenth time, I could tell she blames herself for my suffering.

Fathers eyes are hidden by his bangs and his emotions seem tightly hidden. Undyne's energies were like fire. They burned brightly behind her eye and her body shakes with rage.

Alphys holds her wife's hand as she looks at her notepad numbly. Her hand laying over the words she had written.

Papyrus is still by my side. His emotions rioting as his bony hand grips mine tightly. His body stiff with anger.

Sans holds my other hand, his emotions calm if not a bit turmoil. He sends me calming emotions as he rubs his thumb over the back of my hand.

Mettaton stays motionless for a moment before straightening in his seat and asking, "So how long have you endured this Frisk? How long have they made you play this game of theirs?"

I look at him tiredly, "Almost twelve years or so I think."

He nods. "And how much information do you think they were able to gather from you then that they could not get on their own? If I know James, he would be able to get the information easily without your aid Since he had already been in the headquarters several years ahead of time. As far as I can tell they really didn't need you for that."

I stare at him in shock and he smiles, "I'm not just all looks honey, just so you know. I've worked with him for a time as he was curious about my robotic body. I learned quite a bit from him." His eyes go steelly as he continues, "However, the need for you to be in this mess is questionable. He's a hacker, a damn good one, and able to get through many government based locks. The fact of the matter is, why would they bug your anklet and tell you to spy for them when they already have a spy in the building who was doing that anyway?"

The energy in the room rose at this question and I shrug, "It could be that I am a decoy of sorts? This device could have anything on it and it can do a million things." I pull up my right pants leg and show everyone the device. All eyes lock on it and all of them become hard.

Father's eyes flash under his bangs and Mothers fill with an inure fire.

Alphys jumps from her chair and rushes over to look at the device carefully and looks up at me. "W...wo...would you allow me to l...lift your leg to see it better?"

I nod and she gently raises my leg to look at the device. After turning it around carefully in her claws she makes a harsh hissing sound under her breath. Undyne, already brimming with anger rises from her chair and walks over to her wife.

"What is it?" She askes.

Alphys doesn't look up, instead continuing to examine the device as she answers, " This is very complex and made of a metal I'm not familiar with. Not steel, not iron, definitely not plated copper." She taps it and yelps as a small charge races up her arm. She jumps back and shakes her hand as Undyne rushes to her side and grips her arms.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!"

"Residue," Alpys says as she finishes shaking off her arm. "I've gotten shocks like that from devices that had recently been supercharged in the lab. This device, though small, had been in contact with high voltage electricity at one time. High amounts from the feel of it," She rubs her arm and then she pauses and looks up at me slowly. "They used this device as a conductor?"

I nod. "Like I said, my punishments are electrocution. Nothing else."

"And they use this device to channel it?"

Once again I nod.

She shivers and shakes her head. Mother stands, releasing Father's hands and walks over to where the couple stands.

"Alphys? What is it?"

Alphys looks up at me, her eyes full of pity as she replied, "That device has small barbs on the inside that seem harmless at first glance. But they are all pointed to areas where the bone is most prevalent." She turns to my mother and says, "They shock her through her very bones, electrocuting her skeleton, pretty much cooking her from the inside out." Everyone in the room stills at this as she turns back to me with wide eyes, "The fact that she has survived that for so many years." She shakes her head at me. "I'm amazed that she's even alive."

Mettaton rises and walks up to them and stands next to Alphys. "Is it possible they use low grades of electricity then?"

Alphys shakes her head, "Not likely, that shock I took was very strong. I believe they went all out..."

"They did." I finally say as I straighten in my seat. All eyes turn to me as I say with a flat voice, "They use as much as they can and then some." I shiver at the memory of the currents racing through my body. "I heard them discuss it a few years ago. The amount that can be used that won't kill me." Then A pregnant pause before I slowly continue, "Because of what I am."

"They think they could get away with this because we adopted you!?" Mother says in a rage as fresh tears fall from her eyes.

I shake my head and get up to rush into her arms. Her great arms hold me and she raises me into her embrace. Buring my face in her furred throat I say, " No Mom no! Nothing that you or Father did at all! Nothing any of you should feel ashamed about." Pulling away I look her in the eye and say, "The reason they do this is far more than my parentage. It's my lack of parentage that they hate."

They look at me confused. Breathing deeply I finally say, "It's because I'm a 'no man's child'. A child who appeared out of nowhere and with an unknown destiny. That's the real reason the humans hate me."

Something warm courses down my cheeks and I internally curse myself as I find myself crying. Why the fuck was I crying again? That's all I seem to be...

I shake my head and press on. "None of what happened to me is your fault. None of it is! It's just another excuse they use to attack me. My very existence is what they are afraid of!" I hold onto my mother's shoulders tightly as I shake in her great arms. "It's because of what I am! A child born without parents! A freak of nature! A being who is a sacrilege to everything normal and right in their fucking lives!"

Burying myself in her fur I hug her to me. Crying as the past abuses storm up in my mind. The name calling, the attacks, the lonely nights I would lay awake as some old fuck screams at me for my very sin of existing through the very walls of my apartment. All of it trickles through my mind as I hold my parent to me.

One of two who had excepted me even though they knew nothing about me. They loved me. I am forever grateful for that. Even if they now detest me for...what I'm not.

Mother holds me in her arms and speaks gently to me. Her very words vibrating close to my ear."Oh, my sweet child. We are a mess we are. To not have known the pain you hid for all these years." She tightens her hold on me gently. "We were fools to not see it. And more a fool to fully trust the United." Her eyes open and flash in anger. "But we can't keep beating ourselves up over the past, nor should we allow ourselves to let it get us down." She holds me away from her a bit and boops my nose gently with her own. "I don't care how you were born my dear. You're ours now. Our little angel. And 'no man's child' or not, you have always been a sweet and bright light of our lives."

Tears course down my cheeks in warm streams as I shiver in her arms. I hold her tightly as great sobs erupt from me, shaking my very frame with its intensity. She holds me and rocks me in her great arms. Her gentle swaying reminds me of all the bad nightmares I had as a child. Her arms holding me, beating them back, a gentle monster who knew how to keep the bad things away.

As I look up past her shoulders I see my friends staring back up at me. Undyne and Alphys look up at me with concerned but gentle smiles, Mettaton looks up at me thoughtfully, Sans and Papyrus give me gentle expressions.

They were my family, my friends, and I know deep down that they would not forsaken me for my birth. Once again I wondered why I questioned it. But looking in Sans eyes, seeing his gentle expression as his grin turned up a bit to one side, I know deep down that I should never question it again.

Looking past them I find the last monster, whose expression I have yet to see and find myself frozen. My Father stands where he had sat not too long ago. His body still and his posture imposing. Fathers face is to one side, his eyes in shadow and his mouth grim. His entire posture is stiff and seems to pulse with an unnatural energy. Emotions, dark and angry, pulse from him in steady rhythm.

For a few heartbeats in time I saw this being as not my father, but as an enraged ruler of a great kingdom. His Hawaiian shirt and slacks did not destroy that image.

He was king.

"Daddy?" I call him in an unsure voice.

He turns to me, his eyes holding a steady glow. His expression is full of...

Determination.

(Okay...so here is chapter 13. Very late and kind of all over the place and I apologize for that. I've had a rough week and it's been a bit hard to sit down and write and edit this story.

However, I would like to say a few things to thouse who have pointed out some things in my story they, did not approve of in their comments in my last few chapters. So here is my response to them.

1. I can write notes in my chapters if I bloody well want. It is my story I can do as I like thank you.

2. I have said multiple times that I have poor grammar in many of my chapters. I do use Grammarly, however, I only have the standard version. This chapter is also edited by one other person and hopefully, I will have them to check my mistakes in the future. However, if that is not the case then please keep in mind that this is a fanfiction. I'm doing my best to make it as legible as I can but I'm doing this more for fun than anything else. It's a way for me to break out of my day to day and write something that makes me smile. It's not meant to be serious.

3. I have been approached a few times to insert OC from readers into my story. I will say this now, that I do not plan to do so nor will I do to the fact that it will hamper the flow of the story. I already know what I want to do with this tale I don't want it to be hampered because someone can't stand their favorite character to be hurt. It's called character building my dears and there is a reason for it I assure you.

4. And lastly, I know some of you are trying to help me with pointing out my issues in the story. I will say now I don't mind this, but please don't get upset if I don't immediately change how I work or use the correct spelling the first time, or at all. I have a lot of my plate right now and I can only eat so much of it at a time. So please be patient.

Just a heads up as well, The story might take some time to be finished. I have another story idea I'm working through that I plan to sell once it is edited correctly and it sounds right. A fantasy romance that I hope will take off. Also, I plan to start college in a few months so there is that as well. So please be patient as I try to find time to write.

Other than that guys please enjoy the story as I post it. As I said before, it's just for fun, it's my way of relaxing, so it's not going to be perfect. Nor do I care that it has a few errors in it. Annnywayy.. That's all I have to say, once again sorry for the long wait and hopefully, you guys enjoyed the chapter. Until next time! Tata my dears! )