(It is time to end it. End the long strain of human and monster coexistence. If they won't allow them to live in peace then they will part ways and be on their own. But a few unforeseen issues come into play as several individuals arrive who are not guests. This could be a problem. )

(Sexy sexy sexy times ahead :D)

(Characters belong to Toby Fox, story by me)

Chapter 14

Necessary Parting

I now find myself sitting between my parents, on my bed, back at my apartment in the monster district. Mother holds me gently in her arms as father sits next to her with my outstretched feet resting on his legs.

The conversation in Mettatons suit had ended with Father taking me and mother out of the room. No one protested at his abrupt departure and understood that he needed a few minutes with his family. When we had arrived back to my room my door had been fixed which allowed us the privacy that he seemed to need. However after entering the room and sitting us on the bed father had remained silent for a long time.

I look at him now and cock my head at his face. His expression is shadowed by his bangs as he remains ramrod stiff. Fathers emotions are like a screaming cascade that he is desperately trying to hold back. He seems scared to let them go.

Upon seeing his inner struggle Mother sighs and finally says, "My love, what ails you? It is not like you to stay quiet for so long."

Father is silent for a moment more before he huffs and pats my knees gently with his great hands. Then he looks up at us, his eyes full of sorrow, exhaustion, and that lingering determination.

"I've had enough Toriel." He says worriedly. "I've had absolutely enough of this. We have already lost two children. To lose anymore now to these humans who care so little for us? Not to mention," He looks down at my tummy and his expression grows more fierce. "When our own daughter is breeding our future grandchildren? No." He shakes his great horned head before looking at his wife and snarling, "I refuse to allow any more incidents to occur. This must end. And I plan to do so promptly." As if reaching a final decision father moves to rise and place my legs on the bed.

Mother's sharp tone stops him. "SIT." Her words are not loud. They don't need to be. The very command behind them is enough to fell the great king back on his tush, my legs still on his lap.

Mother sighs and looks at her husband with a tired blink. "Asgore, you know for a fact that doing anything rash, especially, with your mind as it is will jeopardize not only every monster in the district but us as well." She uses her great paw to gesture to the both of us. "If we are to deal with these humans right then it is best to do it on our terms on our own territory." Her back straightens and her arms wrap around me tightly. "I too am tired of seeing our children die before my eyes. And to not have known the pain Frisk has gone through until recently." She looks down at me and I smile faintly before kissing the top of her nose. She giggles a bit and snuggles me. " I two feel as if I have failed. However." I watch as mother's eyes grow steely and her voice becomes deep with anger, "I refuse to stand by and play mouse to their cat. We have been tame for them for too long my love," She stares at her husband as the same determination fills her eyes. " Now we change things, together." Father's eyes grow as determined but widen with shock as she chuckles, " But first we have to ensure we have a plan." She leans over and gives him a soft kiss on his lips and I smile as I blush and look away as he returns it. I love how they show their affection but sometimes I wish I was not in the middle of it. I am practically between them as they begin to moan and try to get closer to each other.

"HEY!" I shout and they pull apart and look at me startled. They had forgotten I was there for a moment. Shaking my head at their sheepish smiles as they pull apart and settle down again. I huff at them and try to get things back on track by saying, "I'm glad that we are going to go through with this, however," I look up at them, "what about this?" I extend my right leg up from father's lap and show the device. Their eyes blaze for a moment but mothers quickly become calculated.

Father begins to say, "We take that thing off as soon as we..."

"We keep it on for now." Mother states.

Father and I stare at her open-mouthed for a moment.

She nods before explaining, "I have a feeling that could come in handy when we finally...have a talk with our friends from the United." Her smile becomes downright terrifying as her fangs are revealed by a sly smile. Her eyes are predatory and her expression is downright scary.

Did I not say I love my mom?

Fathers expression grows into one of understanding and his face becomes serious as the possibilities grow in his mind.

I blink between them as I tilt my head in question. Mother chuckles and begins to explain her plan.

…...

We spend the next hour talking and planning. But mostly we cuddle and silently enjoying the warmth of each other.

As we cuddled and talked, I also thought to myself about what they said before. I wondered about the other two children that they spoke of. To tell the truth, this is the first time I have ever heard of children other than myself. In our house there are only pictures of us, no there images of children from their past have ever been found to my knowledge. Maybe...maybe after all this is over with I can have a sit down with them to discuss this? If it's not too painful for them that is.

But I do wonder, how is it I was never told about this before? Or is this another form of my amnesia?

…...

As my parents left for the night, Mother and Father give me sweet kisses on the head and a gift of Butterscotch cinnamon pie. Which is mysteriously missing a slice. Mother glares at father as he runs out of the room dropping crumbs as he goes. She sighs and hugs me once more before storming after father, fallowing the crumbs that he left behind.

I giggle at their antics and place the pie on the nightstand. As I do so I see Mr. Giggly on the floor and halfway under the bed. I gingerly pick him up and roll onto the bed and hold him to me. Sighing into his plastic skull I say, "Oh Mr. Giggly. I'm so sorry for leaving you like that. I should have treated you better." I hug him tighter and kiss the top of his plastic head.

"Awe come on baby, only a day married and your already cheating on me. OH, the scandal!" Comes a deep voice to my right.

Rolling my eyes I turn with Mr. Giggly firmly in my arms and look at the living skeleton before me. Unlike Mr. Giggly, this one is alive and full of personality. He speaks to me, loves me, and would soon be the father of my unborn children. Compared to Mr. Giggly, he is all skeleton and then some.

However, I didn't want to admit that out loud just yet.

"Oh, I don't know," I say with a sly smile as I hold Mr. Giggly in my arms, pressing him closer to my bosom. San's eyes narrow at the plastic toy.

"He's been with me longer, laughs on command, and fits in most overhead storage bins," I reply with quirking lips as my ridiculous words sink in. He smiles at me and shakes his head as he strolls over to my bed and, sighing, sinks into the plush covers.

"Well, that's tough to beat kid." He says with a disgruntled sigh. "But I know I can prove how I'm much more skeleton then he is." He turns his head to me and gives me his wiggling 'eyebrows'.

Rolling my eyes at him I cuddle closer to him as we both hold the toy between us. Sans hands fold gently over mine as the doll rested comfortably between my breasts.

"First, I'm much bigger then he is," Sans states as he lightly brushes the back of my hand.

"In which sense?" I ask as I turn further into his embrace. He wraps his arms around me and we cuddle closer on the bed sheets.

"Awe baby if you have to ask?" He wiggles his 'eyebrows' again and I giggle at his antics as he kisses my brow tenderly.

"Second," He says as he brushes the hair from my brow, "I have a hell of a personality."

I smile as I look into his glowing eyes. "Really?"

"Oh aye. Really lassy." He surprises me with an Irish accent, "You never go wrong with this type of Skelly!"

I burst out laughing and he chuckles with me.

"Thirdly," he brings my face up to his and looks deep into my laughing eyes. The intensity of his stare stops my giggles almost at once. "I will do anything in my power to protect you." leaning forward he brushes his smooth smiling teeth against mine. The sensation of hard teeth is replaced by the soft sensation of lips.

I moan and purr as he expertly rolls us so he is above me. Gently, as his phantom lips caress my own, he takes hold of Mr. Giggly gently and, using his magic, sets him on the nightstand and by mothers pie. Ensuring that he faces away from us. I guess to give us privacy?

Sans bony hands caress my shoulders as his ghost blue tongue slips from his fanged teeth and laps at my trembling lips. I open my mouth to allow it access and he dives in ruffly. At the same time, he presses himself tightly to me. My body burns as he slowly rubs himself against my front. Catching my nipples with his ribs we moan at the sensation. Shivering under him, my hands rub down his white t-shirt, feeling ribs and spine as I jerk my hips up in invitation.

"Fourth," He groans as he reaches down to slowly take off his black shorts, "I am one hell of a lover."

I giggle at that and he pauses our make out session causing me to instantly groan at the loss.

"Whats so funny?" Sans stares at me intensely and I smile shyly at him.

"Well, you don't have to tell me you're a great lover dear," I admit as I reach up to lower him down again. "You always make me feel so," I take a moment to slowly lick up the side of his jaw before reaching where his ear would be and state, "'boneless' with your excellent," I nibble his cheekbone, "professional," I lick the tops of his teeth, "demonstrations." I encourage his mouth open and kiss him hard as he groans down at me.

"Damn woman how I love you!" He grunts as his weight completely falls on my body. Gasping at the sensation of his hard erection against my mound I reach down to shimmy out of my pants.

I desperately thought, 'Oh I can't wait for him to get inside me once mo...'

BANG BANG!

We freeze and turn to the source of the noise as one. We hear a jovial voice from the door to the left say, "FRISK!? It's me PAPYRUS! I HAVE LUNCH MADE!"

"Lunch? Already?" I look all over the room for a clock and Sans sighs and points up to one above the door across from me. I start as I see that it is indeed well past noon.

"Oh, my."

"FRISK?!"

"One moment Papyrus!" I respond as Sans rolls off me with a sigh. In frustration we dress, but not without eyeing each other hungrily. He mouths to me and I feel his words in my mind as if he spoke them out loud.

'After lunch, your mine.'

I smile at the mental words, not sure if I heard them or thought them myself, and nod my reply as I lick my lips at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Are you done, Frisk?" Papyrus asks with less enthusiasm and more concern.

I roll my eyes at his cuteness and tell him yes.

Papyrus strolls in immediately after that with the smell of spaghetti and sauce following his wake. "Oh good! I was getting worried about you...Ah, Sans! I see you're here as well! Perfect! I have a new special spaghetti dish I would like to try. It's a strange type of noodle that I picked up from the store. And it cooks just like regular spaghetti! Come come!" He rushes back into his apartment and we sigh at his enthusiasm.

"That's Papyrus," we say in unison as we grudgingly rise from the bed and enter into his apartment.

As we sit down at his table I realize I haven't yet gone into Sans room yet. In shock, I turn to look at Sans and wonder why he hasn't invited me. Then at the thought I mentally shrug as I decide I could always ask later. Hell, we just got married not too long ago so there is not much of rush to invade his personal space. Maybe he wants to keep it to himself, that's his right.

"LUNCHTIME!" Papyrus states proudly as he places a bowl overflowing with creamy noddles in the center of the table. I stare at the mound of noodles topped with parsley. The smell of garlic, sauce, noodle, and chicken rise from the bowl and I growl at it hungrily.

The brothers chuckle at my excited noise as Papyrus begins to ladle the table with biscuits, salad, and a mix bowl of clean and cut fruits. I proceed to bounce in my seat with excitement as my stomach growls out loud. Sans chuckles at me. Using a fork picks up a steaming helping of creamy noodles and leans over to wiggle it in my face teasingly.

"Hungry baby?" he coos at me. "Want me to help feed you?" He gives me a look that dared me to do something.

So I did something.

Stupid.

Quickly I open my mouth and snatch the fork from his hand and gobble down the food on it. Pulling the fork out I smile in triumph until utter pain surges through me.

Then I realized. My dumb ass just swallowed scalding hot noodles.

With a strangled yelp I bounce in my seat as I feel the food slowly descend down my throat.

"AHHH! Ahahaha! Ahhh!" gasp out as my hands flail around pointlessly.

Sans is dying. extravagant in his seat from how hard he is laughing. He pounds the table top as tears fall from his sockets. He tries to gasp in air but it escapes quickly from his bouts of laughter.

Papyrus, however, didn't see it as funny as Sans did and rushes over to help me drink down a cup of cold water. I drink it down and glare at Sans over the rim of the cup as he is still having trouble catching his breath.

"Sans! That is not funny! And Frisk?! WHY DID YOU INHALE IT THAT QUICKLY? THERE IS PLENTY TO GO AROUND!" Papyrus's voice rose to combat Sans laughter. No wait, he's snorting now. Yeah definitely snorting.

Sans, his hand to his face, gasps and says, "S...s...sorry bro. C..c..can't..s...stop! H...h..her face! PRICELESS!" He then bursts into another fit of laughter and I sigh as I finish my water.

Shaking my head I admit to Papyrus, "It was stupid of me. I should...should have known better than to attempt to eat something that hot." breathing out I look at Sans who is still trying to get ahold of himself and just stare at him. A few moments later he calms himself. Then he gives me bright eyes and a huge smile. I feel my heart thump a bit at his expression. How...utterly silly it is, but also, how handsome he seems. In a silly big toothed way.

Papyrus huffs at his brother and begins to serve the food as I remain transfixed by Sans face.

Throughout the meal, we keep our discussions light. We didn't say anything about what happened hours before, nor did we talk about what will occur in the days to come. It is just us and a quite tasty meal. Afterwards, we all sit back and Sans looks at his brother.

"Hey Paps, do you still have the wine we got from the United on new years?"

Papyrus made a face and nodded.

Sans grin widened. "Let's open it and have a taste. I'm in the mood for something different tonight."

I nod. "I agree. After the shit I've been through, some wine will be nice."

They look at me with wide eyes before looking down at my belly. Sighing I say, "look guys I don't drink that much anyway, and I'm only asking for a shot glass full. Nothing more nothing less." I hold up my hands in a peaceful gesture and Sans chuckles.

"Alright," he says and Papyrus looks like he is about to lose his shit. Before he does, however, Sans says, "She's a full grown woman Paps, and I highly doubt she will become an alcoholic with one shot of wine. Plus, if I remember straight, that is the weakest shit on the market. Besides she's right, after the shit she's been through, a small drink is not much to ask for." Sans winks at me and I smile at him lightly.

Papyrus rolls his bulging eyes and turns with a shake of his head. He soon finds the wine and brings it to the table. After opening it with magic we all take a moment to sniff the wine then rear back and glare at it.

"Smells bad," Sans mutters.

"Smells foul," Papyrus grunted.

"I change my mind. I'll take milk or juice." I shudder at the odor and turn it around in my hands to look at the label. Then I paused. I tip the wines neck to my nose again and sniff once more before looking at the bottle again. Seeing me do this a few times Sans says, "What is it?"

I shake my head and rise up and head to Papyruses bathroom. Curious the brothers follow me and watch as I open up the toilet seat and pour the contents into the bowl. After the last drop falls I flush the foul shit down where it belongs.

Papyrus and Sans walk into the bathroom and watch as the swirling water disappears into the drain. They look at me and Papyrus asks, "Why? What was wrong with it?"

I shake my head and look at them with a fierce expression. "I know that smell. Remember I used to work at a small grocery store." I lift the bottle for them to see. "This stuff is the cheapest shit that people would buy and get drunk off their asses on. Its usual smell is that of alcohol and a small hit of berries." I shake my head at the bottle. "This stuff in here smells nothing like it. Instead." I breathe in the bottle jerk my head back as the smell has intensified tenfold.

Sans takes it from me and brings it up to his nasal cavity and takes a gentle whiff. He pulls back slowly and hands it to Papyrus who did the same. Both of their expressions grow dark as they came to the same conclusion I did.

The smell in the bottle was the same smell as the chemicals that had burned my back only a few days prior.

…...

The bottle was bagged and Sans left with it without another word. His expression remained blank, cold, and terrifying. When I asked Papyrus about the bottle and when they got it, he said they got it recently that year. They only excepted it out of courtesy, but they weren't much for human alcohol.

After that, I returned to my room and sit for a while on my bed. Confusion is the main factor in my mind as I think about all the reasons why the United would have that particular poison and would want to use it on the brothers who worked with them. Why would they do so when they have supposedly been working on keeping the peace between monsters and humans.

In the end, I realize that I'm too tired to think about it anymore and move to get some sleep. Grabbing Mr. Giggly I turn him around so I can look at him as I fall asleep. As I drift off I think to myself of the upcoming event mother and father had planned.

And hope that everything would be all right in the end.

…...

Sans never returned.

A day passes and Papyrus is the only one who woke me up, fed me and took me out to the familiar streets of the Monster district. I will admit I became terrified about the possibility of him regretting our marriage. Papyrus assured me that Sans was probably working on something with their father. Sans only goes missing when he's concentrating on something important.

I nod and knew he was right.

The next day I was Sansless again, and it being the day my parents were to hold the meeting with the United, I wanted him by my side more than ever.

As I rise for the day a knock sounds on my door. Excited, I rush to open it and feel instant regret as I see that it's only my mother.

Not Sans.

I quickly try to hide my expression but she sees and chuckles.

"Still hasn't come back has he?" She asks softly as she walks into my small apartment with large extravigant boxes in her hand. They look like something you see at a fancy clothing store.

Shaking my head I close the door and sigh, " I miss him so much, mom. He's only been gone a day now and...sigh I don't know whats wrong with me."

She chuckles as she holds out her great paw and beckons me forward. I take it with a tired expression and she hugs me to her.

"It's all right my dear. It's just your bond. Your newly married and for a monster a simple vow isn't what passes between us. Once your souls have touched, seen one another, you don't easily forget them."

I tilt my head at her and she chuckles again and places a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Now then. We have much to discuss and do. I've brought your clothes and a few things that you need for this meeting."

I shake my head in surprise. "Clothes?"

She looks at me for a moment and it feels as if time is slowing down as her expression goes into one that is a bit darker.

"Yes, Frisk. We want to look our part now don't we."

I suddenly understand and nod. Anytime we've met any of the humans we've always been in our basic everyday clothes. Caught off guard and always hassled.

With this meeting, we are not only showing that we are ready for them, but also that we were not to be taken lightly.

Still looking at my mother I return her grin as we proceed to get ready.

We had to look our best, didn't we?

…...

A half hour later saw me dressed and at a building in the monster district that I never knew existed. It is large and looks like a fancy courthouse. Turns out it used to be a bank and the monsters had refurbished it to a business building where most of the monsters did their paperwork. It did not matter what it was if it is for a job that had you on your ass with a lot of typing and paper pushing. You go here. Everyone used the few machines that were on hand and if one broke, everyone was fucked.

However, this place also had another purpose. It housed a large enough room where monsters of the royal court would gather for meetings. This room was where we were to meet with the United today.

I stand now in a small waiting room. The wallpaper is green and the floor an odd purple color. The furniture is not exactly the same but all of it is polished to a shine and elegant in a way. A fairly nice place to wait for a long and life-changing meeting.

Sighing I brush my hands down my new outfit. It is a dress suit tailored to my figure. Black as pitch suit, flowing skirt, and a ruby silk blouse. A black feminine bow is laced around the undercollar of the blouse and tied around my throat. I wear comfortable black gloss flats with black stockings. My hair is brushed into an elegant hairstyle that made me look professional and feminine at the same time. Lastly, silver framed glasses were placed on my nose to finish the look.

It is kind of mother to remember I had trouble seeing and gave me new glasses. Mind you my eyesight isn't so bad. I just can't really see certain things from far away or up close very well. I have one of those eyes were one is nearsighted and the other far. Fun right?

Sighing again I stop fidgeting with my clothes and look up and shriek a little in surprise.

"Awe come on baby. Is that any way to greet your husband?" Sans chuckles as he stands before me with a hand on the wall beside my head. He is leaning forward over me looking down at me slightly with a mocking grin on his face. His body turned just so with his other hand firmly in his pocket.

I take a moment to catch my breath and take a look at him. He wears a suit much like my own, minus the skirt, and it looks good on him. Black as pitch suit, with Sapphire silk undershirt. A blue flower that glows softly rests in his breast pocket. Glossy dress shoes, polished to a shine adorn his feet.

He looks so regal, handsome...

I smack him lightly on the cheekbone.

He gives me a shocked look, not that he felt any real pain since I didn't put much effort into my hit, and stares.

I huff at him and say, "You scared me to death. Not only that but you left without giving me a by your leave for a day and a half! Good gods Sans, I've been worried to death about you and you don't even bother to say anything! Not a, I'm fine, no I'm still at the office, nothing!" I shiver and hold myself as I stare at him. Tears brimming my eyes until I can't stand it anymore. I rush him and throw my arms around him tightly. His surprise gasp is the only thing that escapes his mouth as I hold him close.

"Gods Sans don't do that, please! I can't...I don't know but...not seeing you for so long...it...it..."

His hands descended onto my shoulders before smoothing down my arms to my back and pulling me close. With a tired sigh, he says, "I'm so sorry baby. Heehee. I forgot that the emotions that newly wed monsters feel tend to be greater on their first days. They need each other almost constantly." He nuzzles his chin against the top of my head. "I'm sorry baby. Gods am I sorry. To tell the truth it was utter hell staying away from you too. But once I had that bottle in my hand I had to find out what was in it, and the reason the contents were there at all." I can feel his emotions turning fierce as he holds me tighter. "What reason would they have it if they..." he shakes his head and pulls away from me to look into my eyes. "Father and I have found what we needed. Now we just need to hear their 'reason'."

I nod and lean forward to kiss him. Having missed him terribly I find I don't really care about the damn bottle, the poison, the United or anything else. I just care that he's back in my arms gain. From the emotions flowing from him, I find he feels the same.

We kiss deeply for a few moments and would have parted if he didn't feel so warm. His body, his energy, his soul.

Man, I have it bad for him.

Shivering under his touch I lean forward and lick his ghost-like lips. The sensation is odd and it was like touching wind. I chuckle as he groans and pulls me closer to him still. Leaning me up against the green wall, Sans pulls my legs over his hips and thrusts himself against me in a desperate manner. My skirt rides up and my red silk panties brush up against the fabric of his pants. He strokes me with his concealed cock and we growl at each other at the sensations. Sans kisses and licks my neck as he thrusts harder against me. His movements becoming urgent as our breaths quicken.

Gasping against the side of his skull I whisper to him in encouragement. Soft words that cause him to shake as his hands grip my ass tightly and he picks up his pace.

"Sans...SAaaannnsss...Oohhh...yes,yes,yes,yes...yesssss...Sannss..."

"Yessss. OH, yes, baby! Ohhh...Oh, gods yes!" He moans into my throat as his bony hands grip my soft cheeks tighter. I shiver under his assault as I feel the buttons on my blouse pop open of their own accord.

"S...sans?" I ask as I look down to see two glowing orbs glare at me with heat from between my freshly revealed bosom.

"I've been craving you for so long my heart." He whispers as he concentrates on my bra. It suddenly drops over my breasts to reveal my dark nipples. He groans at the sight of them and takes one into his mouth. He sucks hard and pulls feverishly on it until I thrust my head back with a gasp.

"OH! OH, Sannns!" I gasp out as I clutch at his skull with my hands. Shivering harshly I cry against his head, "S..s...sanss, now! Oh, I must feel you inside me! Oh please, baby please!"

He growls against my throat as he rears back enough to tear at my panties. They fall to the floor in ruins. He then pops open the front of his pants and lets his member spring free. The glowing, blue, ghost-like prick causes my mouth to water as he grabs it and aims it for my channel.

We both moan as he slowly sinks deep into me. My eyes roll back as he takes that first delicious plun...

"FRISK?!"

We freeze only for a moment as mothers voice make us react the same way ice water does. The door opens to the room and we were behind it. immediately, before mom could see us, Sans vanishes away from me and onto a chair across the room. I quickly straighten myself, stuffing my boobs back into my bra and hastily button up my buttons, and peek around the door to welcome her.

"H...Hi m...mom!" I say in a breathless manner.

She gives me a startled look before turning from me to look into the room. I follow her gaze and see Sans lazily sitting in an armchair with a newspaper before him. His legs crossed and acting like he didn't hear the door opening. Sans looks up in surprise and smiles lazily at mother before lowering the paper to his lap.

"Well hi there Tori. About time for the meeting right?" He asks with his usual lazy smile on his face.

However, mother isn't fooled for a moment and glares at him. His face remains calm and his smile firmly in place and she sighs. Then before either of us could move she leans down and unbuttons my buttons again. It is then I notice that they were buttoned incorrectly. Blushing I look away from her as she finishes fixing my blouse and straightening my suit. Afterwards, she straightens and places her hands on her hips to look at both of us. I can feel her emotions waring between anger and laughter as she knew her old friend too well and the circumstances she had caught us in.

Finally she shakes her head and says in a tired voice, "The meeting is about to start soon. The United will be arriving soon and it is imperative that we are all together at this time." She looks pointedly at me. "There is a chance, Frisk that..." she shakes her head again. "No that will wait until after we reach our destination. Come." She backs away from the door frame to let us out.

I can feel Sans behind me as he walks up to my side and takes my hand. I glance at his clothes and find that he is back to normal. No outward appearance that we had been dry humping the hell out of each other. He glances back at me and gives me a slow wink which I roll my eyes at in turn. Together we head out of the room and into the dark hallway.

Walking down the hall, the walls and floor were very old looking. The walls had wood paneling that is waxed and clean. The hall is lit up with wall sconces that gave the room a soft golden glow. The floor is cracked marbling that is clean but also looks like it had seen better days. A large old carpet covered the floor. It's once lush green coloring long since faded with age.

As I walk the halls I take in the smell of cleaning products and spice. Mothers tall powerful frame is straight and elegant as she walks before us like a queen. Which she is. Her outfit, a lot like mine, sports a violet silk blouse that shown in the faint light of the halls. Her long flowing skirt swished with her movements and her bare clawed feet tap against the old carpet in a steady sure rhythm.

I feel so proud of her at that moment. Of all the tears she has cried for me and my situation, seeing her like this, so strong, makes me happy.

Sans, feeling my emotions, squeezes my hand as we finally near our destination. A large, wooden, double doored, entrance. Mother stands before it and lets out a breath before opening it. Inside the interior is amazing. Dark rich wood polished to a sheen can be seen everywhere. The walls and wooden chairs, where we would be sitting, look like new. The plush carpet of violet spreads out on the floor richly and gives the room a very wealthy look. There are no windows for light and the few sconces in the room were lit on one side. Ours. It allows the United to see us and allows us to see the United. But it also had another purpose. In a subtle way, it shows who had the power in this situation. I also notice that the seats available were only enough for me, mother and father. Other than that the room is empty of all other furniture.

In confusion, I look at Sans and he nods his head and leans down to whisper, "It is an old custom we have. Only royalty will sit during meetings such as this."

I blink at him. "Aren't you royalty now Sans? Shouldn't you also be sitting by my side?"

Sans starts and chuckles. "Yes in a way baby I am. As is Papyrus and Father since they are related to me. However until the proper protocols are met, I am just one of the five royal scientists in this meeting. One who is also bringing in evidence. So at this time that's all I am." He kisses the top of my head before guiding me further into the room.

The room is already occupied by our friends and family. Papyrus, Undyne, Alphys, Mettaton, Mother, father, and tall gentlemen who I have never seen before. As I approach him he turns to look at me and I see glowing orb-like eyes. They remind me so much of Sans. His face is white and looks so much like a mix between a skull and a ghost. Two deep cuts are evident on either side of his face. He is as tall as father and wears dark clothes. Standing tall and refined he looks so much like a gentlemen that I wonder if I should bow to him.

Sans, upon sensing my distress, walks up to the odd monster and introduces us. "Frisk this is my father W. . Dad this is my new bride Frisk." He points to us in turn as he talks and I find myself bowing to his father anyway. Or curtsying.

Gaster smiles at me. The expression so haunting it sends a shiver down my spine. But he in turns bows low and takes my hand in his.

In a ghostly, deep, whisper he says, "It is an honor to finally meet the bride of my son. He has spoken much about you as well as Papyrus. They like you I think." he tilts his head at me before looking down at my tummy. His eyes lighten in interest and I feel Sans stiffening. "You are breeding. Two healthy young ones. Strong, very strong children." He nods and rises back to his full height. Releasing my hand he brings his own to his chest as he proclaims, "With new life for my family it is another reason to fight harder for my experiment to work." He looks at Sans and nods before moving to talk to Alphys.

Sans sighs and holds my hand tighter as he moves us over to where my parents sat. I did not understand why he seems so on edge with his father's words, but I think It might be best to wait until this meeting is over and done with.

As I take the time to glance around, I notice that everyone in the room wares about the same outfit. Black with a silk shirt that marked the color of their souls. It is beautiful in a way, if not signaling how deadly they look at the same time. A funny thought crosses my mind for a moment that we all look like we were waiting for a funeral. Then I sober as I realize that if this did not go well, that is what we probably will be doing soon.

Sensing my emotions Sans grips my shoulder and seats me between my parents. A small throne between two larger ones. One made especially for me. Once seated Sans stands behind me, his hands on my shoulders and whispers into my ear, "Me and my family are behind you, Frisk. One hundred percent. And I don't just mean that figuratively." I turn to look at him quizzically until I noticed a blushing waving Papyrus to Sans left, and his gentlemen father on the right. Gaster gives me a slow wink and a ghost-like smile. I smile back softly and turn back in my seat. Sans hands grip slightly tighter as he adds, "I won't let them hurt you, Frisk. We're all here."

I nod and breath out slowly.

Mother then leans over to me and grips my hand and says, "Frisk. There is a chance that they will try to provoke you. Make you unease or feel guilty to change your mind. They may even try to plead with you. If you're having any regrets," she stops talking to find her next words but I say, "I don't mother. I want this farce to end." I turn back to look at the empty side of the room where the representatives of the United will stand. "I am so tired of living in that small cold apartment and being yelled at by that old man. I'm tired of how other humans treat me because of...what I am. I'm so tired of not being able to see my family as often as I want or being told what I can or can't do." I shake under Sans hands and grip my mother's massive paw. "I...I'm so tired of the pain Mama." I say in a small child like voice. Tears forming in my eyes and I blink to hold them at bay. We've had enough tears.

Mother squeezes my hand gently and opens her mouth to reply when a feverish knock sounds at our door. We all look up and father orders the knocker to enter. Doggo, one of father's sentries, stumbles in. his expression full of fear as he says, "Your Highnesses, my lords and ladies of the court, I apologies but...but.." He turns to look behind him before he quickly stumbles in further and kneels before us. "The United have come but they are not alone. They have also brought the counsel and government officials as well."

Father slams his fists on the hand rests on his chair. I flinch away from him and he catches it. He sighs and places his great paw over my head and asks, "How far are they now?"

Doggo flinches and points behind him.

Just as he does so James and the others of the United walk in in their good boy clothes. Happy friendly colors and laid back but clean outfits. Next came the few head council members of the city. Three plump men in uniforms so rich even their uniforms had their own cars. No, I'm not joking. And lastly Him. Luke and his statue team of men enter the room and stand behind the council members. The United and the Council members do their best to stand away from each other as much as possible. The Group of the government, Lukes group, stay between them.

Instantly I know what is happening. I didn't even need to read their minds to figure it out. It is so obvious in how they are acting and treating this situation. They were here to play good cop bad cop. And Luke and his men were to act as the supposed enforcers.

Sitting down as I am I instantly feel as if I were about to watch a play of some sort between these three factions.

My stiffen posture alerts Sans and he straightens taller as the humans before us finally finish getting into position. It makes me wonder whether or not my family and friends saw what was happening before them. Looking on either side of me I found my parent's faces are blank of any emotion. They sit on either side of me, waiting, watching.

They want the humans to make the first move.

For uncomfortable moments we sit staring at the humans. It is even more uncomfortable as Luke would not stop staring at me. His eyes, hidden behind his glasses, feel as if he is drilling holes into me.

I shift a bit and am startled when Jame's voice finally brakes the silence.

"My dear friends. It's a little unnerving for you to give us the silent treatment. Please tell us what do we owe the honor of being summoned here today?" James asks as his supporters nervously shift behind him. These people really had no idea what is going on. In their minds, they were real supporters of a cause. They did not seem to understand why the United or the Government officials were there at all. I can tell by their posture, nervous expressions, and thoughts. However, oddly enough as I try to read James or Lukes thoughts, they seem...muddled to me.

Before I could figure out why Father speaks.

"First, tell me why they are here?" Father does nothing more than glance at the uninvited guests.

James swallows a bit. His eyes shifting ever so slightly. Still, jovialy he replies, "Well I felt that this meeting should involve all of us. The way you wrote the letter seemed to incite that..."

"That letter was for your group and your group only." Father interrupts harshly, his voice, soft and low, echo throughout the room with power. James visibly shutters as Luke looks on with bored interest. The council members seem none to entertained by the back in forth and were beginning to look irritated.

I watch as I slowly become unnerved by the human's behavior. Sans and Mothers comforting grip are the only things keeping my mind at minimum ease.

"W...well," James tries again, "You must understand that even though the United are working hard for the benefit of Monsters, we also have to keep our own people in mind as well." He points to the Officials and council members and I sneer slightly. "Though they have a different point of view from us, they still have a right to know if something..."

"Why is it that we're here at all James?" Said one of the members. A fat greasy man with a cigar wagging between his sausage fingers. "The idea of consulting with these beasts is bad enough. But to have that thing in the room as well?" He points to me with an offhanded wave as his face twists with disgust.

The other council members nod as Luke smirks.

"Indeed." Luke injects his own voice into the conversation. "It seems a waste of time to sit here talking when actions speak louder than words." He takes a step forward and was instantly surrounded by floating bones and glowing spears.

He raises an eyebrow as the United members shriek in fear and hide behind James. The other humans look bored. Seemingly unimpressed with the show of force. As if hey did not grasp that the shoe was on the other foot at the moment.

As if they had nothing to fear.

I raise my own brow and try to delve into their minds. The United members were scared and wanted to go home. The Government officials were all blank as canvases. The council members were full of boredom and the sense of irritation. But nothing that gave away the reason for their security.

"You seem very confident human," Undyne says as she steps closer to the king's side. "You forget who you're in the presence of. Be respectful." The spears draw a little closer to the group of humans and the United members shrink in fear of the glowing weapons. "Or I'll make you."

Luke stares at Undyne and grins slowly. Then he laughs. Laughs hard and shrill. The sound startles most of us, not his men of course, and his overall attitude seems off for this type of situation. After he calms down, kinda, he looks at me and smirks.

"This is what you want? Did you want to be around these beasts? These creatures who pretend to be something other then what they are." He looks at Undyne "Weak bodied freaks of nature."

His jab makes Undyne flinch and snarl but father raises his hand before her silencing her instantly. Shivering with irritation she makes a motion with her head. I can feel the skeleton families irritation as the spears and floating bones vanish. Luke takes another step toward us.

Father says, "Your oddly confident human. You seem to know something that we do not." His eyes were fixed on Luke. His mind full of worry that he refuses to show.

Luke laughs as he stops before my chair. Looking down at me from his hight. His white teeth gleaming in the dim light. Sans hands grip my shoulders tighter as I feel him growling silently at the man.

"Such a precious daughter you have highness." Luke mocks. "What delights I have savored..."

"You never have." I stated and rose from my seat. Everyone watches as I stare up at Luke with disgust on my face. My heart racing as I suddenly understood his intentions. He wants to rile my friends and family. He wants them to do something to him so they could unleash something horrible. I knew it. Felt it. I didn't have to read his mind to read his intentions. I could read him like a book.

"You're so obvious it's disgusting," I state as I stare at him and then the other humans in the room. "I don't even want to sit another minute while you all pretend up this bloody scene." I point to all of them. "Excluding the United members, except James, all of you are part of this disgusting play. I can see it, hear it, feel it." My eyes widen as I feel something inside me shift and grow. For the first time, Luke takes a step back from me. His eyes widening as I step forward. He is instantly afraid, unsure, and hesitant. This is the first time I have ever seen him like this. I could not have been more thrilled.

Sans hands drop from my shoulders as I steadily stalk the man. "What game do you all intend to play this time? Terrorize the monsters into another agreement? Make them scared of the boogie man and trust the United to save them so you can continue your sick merry go round bull shit!" I yell into his face and he falls back a bit as I growl out at all of them. " Well here this you pieces of shit! Minus you guys over there, your cool." I point to the United members and they smile weakly at me and nod. "I've had enough! I'm done with your games, your deception, and your tyranny! I've had it! You want a puppet," I glare down at Luke and spit at him. The spittal lands on his suit. His expression goes blank as he stares at where it lands. "Find another 'No mans child'." I turn and march back to my seat and sit down in a huff. My body shaking with rage as Sans regrips my shoulders and places his chin on top of my head. His emotions full of worry and pride. Many of the monsters behind me reflect that emotion but I also know it's not over yet. I sit rigidly and glare down at Luke.

Lukes shades drop from his green eyes and I see flames. But instead of allowing myself to shrink beneath the glare I stare it down with my own. And I allow a slow deep hiss to escape my mouth. The sound is very loud, deep, and inhuman. Just as I wanted it to sound.

Lukes' eyes widen and he stares at me with a kind of horror that finally shuts him up. But I don't know if that's good or bad.

James clears his throat and says, "Now now Frisk, there's no need for that." His eyes hold a friendly look that I remember. One that was always there right after Luke... "Luke is just, excited about this situation. He does tend to get a little, touchy but he's a good guy right?" James grins at me as he would do any other time I was with him and the United group. That grin, like Lukes, is pearly white and familiar.

But I no longer trust it.

Mother huffs and says, "Be that as it may, this is not what we asked for when we requested your time James. The fact that you deliberately brought these two other factions with you without even consenting with us, shows your lack of consideration to our privacy." She eyes the council members and Luke the hardest. "We already know their thoughts on us and where they stand."

A tall, skinny counsel member huffs at her. "We're here because James is correct. Whatever you have to say we need to all here. He was quite livid when he got your message and could not contact that...thing later." he stares at me for a moment and swirls his eyes away to look at the ceiling. As if the very sight of me disgusted him so.

James nods solemnly. "I visited Frisk's apartment to be told by her neighbor that she no longer lived there. That she was taken." He eyes Sans and I can feel Sans grip move closer to my shoulders to be more visible. He stands tall behind me and radiated confidence.

James' eyes look at me. Full of worry he says, "Why Frisk? After all, we talked abou..."

"You know why," I state bitterly and cross my legs. My hands come up to pyramid before my face as I continue. "I'm tired, James. I've already said this. I'm tired. Sick of the pain and manipulation." I wave my hand at Luke and the others. "This isn't something that can be fobbed off as, 'we're worried, we need to work together, blah bla bla.'" I glare at him and show him all the contempt I had for him in my eyes. "I'm finished with you."

His eyes widen and suddenly the last council member laughs. I turn to him and see a medium man, who is narrow of shoulder and face, walk before us. "You really think its that easy to escape your fate 'No Mans child?'" He asks as his eyes, so full of contempt, stares down at me. "Do you really think these beasts care anything about you? That anyone ever will? You're a parentless disease. A parasite on thi..."

"She's nothing of the sort!" Mother proclaims as she rises from her throne. Her eyes flashing red as smoke drifts from her nose and mouth. The man stumbles back as her hight practically dwarfs him and the government officials put their hands close to their sides. Undyne stares at them hard with a cheeky grin on her face. She is daring them to try something. But unlike the others, these guys were closer to robots. They will do what they are told to do.

"She's a sweet, delightful, and beautiful woman. Full of life and more compassion then any of you in this room can commit to!" Fire licks from her jaws. The sight sending the council member fleeing back to his compatriots and the government officials pulling their guns on her. The second they did all the weapons are snatched from their hands and they fly past our heads to hover over Mettaton.

"Sorry darlings, but you should know the rules." He simpers as the guns disintegrate above him into glowing dust. He releases the dust and it falls around him sparkling like diamonds. "No weapons allowed on Royal property." His pose is an odd sitting position where Alphys back is the seat and his hands roam down his scrub-covered body. Alphys shakes her head at him while Undyne gives him an evil eye for sitting on her wife.

The humans were now growing anxious as their only means of taking us on is so easily destroyed. Now they had to listen.

Or so I thought.

Luke rises from his seated position, having had enough of looking up at us, and snarls, "That is a direct violation of..." but before he finishes Father and Mother look him right in the eye and he falters. It seems it finally hit him that they were not playing here. They were serious.

"Your laws," Father said at last, "Are heavily flawed, and we have no use for them any longer." He to rises and looks down on him. The humans, even the government officials, step back. They seem to have forgotten how big my parents were.

"We have followed your laws, your rules, and allowed you to bully us for years. We took it just so we can prove to you that we can coexist." He shakes his great head. "However that never changed. And now a new poison is in circulation. It has already done damage. Not only to our own people." Father places his great hand fondly on my head and I rub my face against his great paw. The humans look at me with disgust until Father speaks again. "But it has also harmed one of the royal family." His eyes, usually soft and full of laughter, are now hard gems of fire as he points them to Luke. "A poison that destroys a Monsters soul. One that any imbecile can get their hands on and use against defenseless monsters. In the last few days alone, monsters have been attacked, mutilated, and killed by this poison,"

I shivered in my seat shocked.

What?

That all has been happening while I...?

'Don't fret over it, baby. I only just found out the other day myself.'

'Sans! How are you...?' I think in surprise.

'Later sweetness. I'll explain everything later. Just keep your eyes forward.'

I nod ever so slightly and keep my eyes forward as he asked.

"23 monsters," Father says as he steps down from his throne and closer to the humans. Undyne follows him and stays close to his side. "23 innocent monsters who were going to work, returning home, or picking up goods. Monsters who spent hours at a time working for humans who treat them like garbage for little to no pay. Monsters who have families waiting for them at home for food and warmth." His eyes glare down at Luke then up at James who shrank back at his gaze. "23. And all of them died by a poison that various humans just happen to have on them. One filled with curses, magic, and vile." He rises and spins around. Walking back to his throne he and Mother both sit down once more. Father lifts a clawed hand and flexes it. His eyes on his claws make the humans in the room squirm as he says, "This substance is becoming too localized for my liking and harmful to my people. And as the last few days have shone your incontinence to do anything on the matter." James tried to talk but found himself silenced with a glance from my Fathers eyes. "Whether you claim ignorance or not on this matter means little to the evidence that my scientists have brought me." He extends a handout and Sans places the wine bottle in his paw. The moment James sees it his face goes white.

That is evidence enough.

Father holds the bottle before him for a moment. He brings it to his nose and sniffs at it lightly before sneering at the scent. Looking James in the eye again he and drops it on the floor before him. The fumes coming from the bottle are ripe and I shiver up against my seat as the smell assaults my nose. The United members gag and all but flee the room, leaving James behind. His eyes staring at the ruined bottle almost transfixed.

Father glances up at him with narrow eyes. "This bottle was gifted to my local scientists as a present from the United group this year." He says as he eyes James coldly. "The contents of the bottle..." He lets his words hang as Sans takes his turn. Standing straighter he replies, "The contents are the same as what the human attack groups have been using on monsters in the last few days. Including the one that has marred the princesses back only a few days ago. However, unlike the contents used in the attacks, this is diluted just enough to make a monster very sick, if not kill them over a period of time." He glares at James. "It's a wonder why a group, dedicated to Uniting humans and monsters, would give two monsters working directly with them something so poisonous." he sneers, "Luckily for us, my bro and I don't really care for human alcohol." Sans gives James a dark grin. "It's not really good for the soul you know."

James blinks and remains mute.

Father sighs and says, "The point is, since you all are here, then let it be heard by all factions." He looks out to all the remaining humans in the room. "We monsters are no longer a part of the human community. From now on all monsters will remain in this district." He blinks, "You humans have made it plainly clear how you think about us with your actions over the years and of late." He flexes his paw and states finally, "We are done. You can see yourselves out of the district and the gates will be locked behind you." Fathers words were to be final.

But none of them moved.

My parents and friends eyes become skeptical until Luke smiles. He tilts his head and looks at me. His green eyes giving me a frightful chill.

"What about the girl?" He says lifting his hand to point lazily at me. I suddenly feel very uncomfortable as the aura around him becomes thicker. Darker. Upon feeling my Unease Sans grips my shoulders tighter and runs his thumbs on the back of my neck.

"She stays with us," Sans states flatly.

Luke grins harsher at him and steps toward me. Sans posture stiffens and I can feel Papyrus getting a bit agitated as well.

"Are you so sure you want that?" He states as his eyes seem to take on an unnatural glow.

Sans gives him his own grin, "On my life human. She stays with us. She's one of us."

Luke laughs and shakes his head. "One of you. Delusional. She's human. And she needs to act like it."

Sans shrugs and leans forward and nuzzles the top of my head before glaring up at Luke. "Say what you will, but she is the daughter of the King and queen," He pauses before circling his arms around me and pulling me close as my chair would allow. "And my wife. So yeah she's staying. With her family, where she wants to be and where she belongs." He punctuated the last word with meaning but I feel as if Luke didn't catch it.

At the word wife, Luke had grown stiff. His eyes widening in disbelief. And oddly enough his mind fills with hurt and the idea of being betrayed.

That confused me on so many levels until he speaks again.

"Married? To a skeleton?" He says with awe in his voice. It trembles with an odd emotion I could not name.

"Yeah, buddy, and don't you forget it. Now if you don't mind I believe our king has asked you all to leave?" Sans makes it a final warning as he holds me tightly to him. I place my hand over his bony one and nuzzle up against his jaw. I close my eyes in the sensation of his nearness and he nuzzles me back. The entire time his eyes stay locked on Lukes. I know what he is doing. He is marking me. Claiming me. I smile at him with gratitude.

However, the sudden shift of rage from Luke makes me turn back to him as his eyes flash in anger.

"Married?! To a monster! And one who can't even help you reproduce!? How!? Why! This..." He shakes and I see James walk behind him. Oddly enough he looks worried. "How can you chose an undead body over a live one! A pile of bones over flesh! He can't give you what you need! No warmth, sex, or children! Are you so delusional that you can't...!"

"He gives me more then I would ever get from any human," I state as I glare at him. "He is who I chose. With my heart, mind, and soul. I love him," I can see something inside Luke brake at my words but I continue, "He cares for me, loves me, and I would not trade him for the world you seem to keep placing me in." Then I give him a shit-eating grin. "And you don't have to worry about the sex. You could say that," I pause to look up suggestively at Sans as he gives me his wiggling 'eyebrows'. "He's very good at boning."

Undyne snickers behind her hand and I can feel Papyrus blush at my words. Mother clucks her tongue silently by my side and Father rolls his eyes away from us as he puts his paw over his face to hide his surprise laugh. Every other monster is doing their best to hide a blush, chuckle, or eyebrow lift from my statement.

The humans, on the other hand, give me different varieties of disgust. The council members look as if they are about to vomit at my words. James looks sickened and horrified. The government officials...stonefaced.

Luke...

looks almost broken.

But I feel no pity. Not after everything he has said and done to me at that point. And to finally to get a small bit of revenge, I place my hand on my tummy and rub it lightly as I finish with. "And making babies haven't been a problem either."

Luke snaps.

He laughs. His laughter is worse than before. It is manic, wild, and crazed. I grip Sans hand as Luke finally stares at me with those crazed eyes. His hand reaches down to touch his right writs and he plays with the sleeve for a moment.

"You know what's so funny sweetness?" He says as he pulls the sleeve up a bit. "that you think you can get your happily ever after as things stand." He reveals another button on his sleeve that I had never seen before. One with an end cap. Holding it up he looks dead at me with those white teeth and says, "It's difficult to have a happy ending when you happen to be strapped to a bomb." His eyes look pointedly at my ankle.

My body goes numb.

(Welll holly shit batman that is freaken long! Okay guys, one: I am super sorry for the long wait. It's been kinda stressful around where I am. Two: I tried to make it up with a lengthy chapter. Three: Pizza!

Anyway my dears, I'm sorry for the long wait but I hope that this super long chapter helps. And did you see that cliffhanger! Wooo wweeeee, I just came up with it last second! A lot of what is happening in this chapter was not something I thought up until I started writing it. I hope that much of what's going on makes sense and I hope you guys are excited about chapter 15 as I am. Damn, I'm excited. Anyway, I hope you all have a lovely holiday and get awesome stuff! :D Until then my lovely ones! Live Draconicly!")