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A short chapter that has nothing to do with the main story. Just felt like messing around!
It was the day before Christmas and the king of the monsters, Asgore Dreemur, was making a special visit to a new friend. Arriving to the house of the skeleton brothers, he knocked on the front door. After a brief moment the door opened. Standing before him was none other then the young human.
"Howdy."
'Hello? Dad, what are you doing here?'
"Frisk, dear child. You weren't in New Home, so I knew you would be here instead. I have come to ask for your assistance."
'What do you need help on?'
Asgore scratched the back of his head, trying to figure out the right way of telling him what he wished to plan that night. "Well you see, ever since Tori left me, I've not held a Christmas gathering. But... since you're here as well as the miraculous revival of my children-"
'Details that doesn't need to be known.'
"Right... I wanted to know if you'd help me arrange a gathering for tonight." The young human looked up at their monster dad. His face filled with so much hope, that they couldn't refuse. Besides, the human was starting to get a mischievous idea for the event. Giving a thumbs up, Asgore let out the air he was holding in. Saying farewell to the human, he went back to his home to ready the preparations.
The human closed the front door, ready to start right away on their plan. "kiddo, who was at the door?" Looking up, they noticed that Sans was standing behind them.
'Dad. He wanted to invite us to a party at his house.'
"the king huh. not sure if i'm willing to go all the way over there. especially with that lech living there."
'Chara will behave, I promise. I'll stay with them the whole night.'
"that's sort of what i'm afraid of..." patting Frisk's head, Sans let out a sigh, "for you kid, i'll put up with them." Frisk thanked him before hugging him tightly. "anything for you kiddo." Papyrus walking into the living room, noticed the two in their embrace.
"SANS? WHY ARE YOU EMBRACING THE HUMAN SO LOVINGLY?" Hearing his brother, Sans jumped out of the way as if the human had burned him.
"what? sorry bro, but it's not like that." Frisk went over to the couch to grab one of the pillows. Holding it tight, they started wiggling their eyebrows.
'Sans rather have a special goat in his arms, right...' Frisk started making kissing noises as they held the pillow close to their face. All the while Sans' face glowed bluer and bluer at every kissing noise they made.
"SANS IS IT TRUE!?"
"uh-uh...i-i..uh..don't know what the kid is talking about?!"
"SO YOU DO WISH TO BE IN A LOVING EMBRACE WITH THE KING!" Sans let out a choking noise while Frisk burst out laughing.
'The king's clone, Papyrus. You know, the shaved one.'
"NOW THAT MAKES PERFECT SENSE, SANS HAS BEEN QUITE SMITTEN WITH HER LATELY."
'See Sans, stop hiding your face and admit it.' Sans couldn't handle anymore, that he grabbed the pillow Frisk had in their hand to bury his burning face, before poofing into his room. 'Hey Papyrus, want to go a Christmas party at the Dad's place?'
"A PARTY! I WOULD LOVE TO!"
'I'll invite Mettaton.'
"OH...UH...WELL...OH IS THAT THE SPAGHETTI CALLING. I HAVE TO GO AND MAKE SURE THAT IT DOES NOT BURN. I'LL SEE YOU LATER HUMAN!" Laughing to themselves, Frisk started putting their plan into action. First things first, they had to take care of the one of the hardest monsters to invite before trying to invite the others. Their mom. They knew that she wouldn't want to go, but they had their ways.
Near the appointed time that the human had told him, Asgore was ready. The decorations were hung, the food and snacks were all laid out on the table and he was dressed in his large Santa costume. He was feeling quite giddy. Especially since they said that they managed to convince Toriel to come over as well.
"You put a lot of effort in this didn't you, dad~" Asgore turned around and found Chara leaning against the wall, bitting on a piece of chocolate.
"Yes, I suppose I am. It's been centuries since I've had a chance to create such festivities such as this."
"Uh-huh...and this has nothing to do with the fact that Frisk got Mom to come over." Asgore let out a small laugh as he went over to ruffle his child's hair.
"It's obvious is it not. But I am also quite nervous. I might be a little rusty with the art of socializing."
"A little? Yeah, issuing the right to slaughter human children can really downgrade your ability to act normal with others." Noticing Asgore's declining mood, Chara smacked their lips cursing to themselves. "Cheer up dad, at least you didn't try to annihilate all monster kind to gain enough power to destroy humanity, right?"
"What!?!!" Just then the door rang, saving Chara.
"Ooh, guests! Let's see who's in door number one..." They pulled the front door wide open, "oh, it's just you."
"Howdy Chara." It was Ariel, Chara got out of the way and let him through.
"Where's mom?"
"She said she'd come a bit later. Howdy dad."
"Howdy son, glad to see you here." Asriel went over to give his father a large hug, whispering to his ear that he wouldn't leave him alone.
"So, why's Chara in such a bad mood-"
"Shut it! What's it to you..."
"Chara..." Asgore let out a sigh, "if you don't behave, I will advice Frisk not to come over." Chara let out a gasp before gritting their teeth. Asriel went over to pet Chara, which soothed them a bit. Asgore excused himself as he went to gather the remaining gifts he had hidden away.
"Fine!" The door bell rang once more, calling Chara's attention. But it was Asriel who opened the door first.
"F-frisk!"
'Hey Asriel.' Frisk hugged Asriel tightly, noticing a slightly pouty Chara standing behind him. 'Hey Chara.' Chara walked over and held onto Frisk's sleeve, while looking away.
"Frisk, what's that?" Asriel pointed at a large stick with a mistletoe hanging on the end of it that Frisk was carrying behind their back.
'Something special to make today extra ...holy...' Asriel didn't quite understand, merely tipping his head sideways causing his ears to flop. 'Asriel, wanna try it out first?' Chara stiffened at Frisk's words. 'I'll stand still and close my eyes, while you kiss me.'
"W-w-whaaat!" Frisk stood still, awaiting for their kiss. "Uh uh ahh...okay" as Asriel got closer, Chara shoved him out of the way and latched themselves onto Frisk. "C-Chara?" Frisk looked down as Chara's gripped tighten. Shrugging their shoulders, Frisk told Asriel the rest of their plan.
Standing outside of New Home, Sans was hesitating on going in. As much as he wanted to make sure Chara wouldn't do anything to Frisk, he was getting too nervous to see Toriel with Frisk around. Hearing his brother shriek, he shortcuted in. Only to stumble back, slamming his back against the door. For he was slammed with utter confusion. In the back of the room, he could see Undyne piling on the smooches on an unsuspected Alphys. Scanning around the room, he found Papyrus being dragged away by Mettaton.
"You know something, Papy dear, the human has told me something quiet intriguing about a special little plant, where something truly magical could happen." Papyrus face glowed bright orange as he tried to struggle out of Mettaton's mechanical arms.
"HUMAN! W-W-WHAT D-DID YOU TELL HIM!" Sans powered up his magic as he was about to launch the overgrown calculator away from his brother, until he felt somone tug on his jacket. Whiping around, he saw that it was Frisk with an attached Chara on their side.
"w-what?" Frisk merely wiggled their brow, signaling the the mistletoe hanging up over him. Becoming flustered, he felt a heavy tap on his shoulder. Stiffening his shoulder, he slowly turned around and found Toriel standing behind him.
"Sans, I'm so glad your here. My child has told me such wondrous things regarding a tradition the human's have during the holidays."
"oh...heh..uh...um...about that...uh..." Sans couldn't look at Toriel, as she softly laughed to herself. Taking a glance to his side, he saw that Frisk was still smirking at him.
"kiddo...what are-"
"Oh Sans, I don't mind taking the initiative." Toriel said as she lowered herself towards Sans' height.
In the back of the chaos, Asgore emerged from underneath the pile of presents, tears welling up in his eyes. "TORIELLLL!!!!"
"Oh my god Dreemur, what do you want?"
"What about your boy Asgore?"
"Just go away..." she sighed. Asriel went over and patted him on the arm.
"It's ok dad, maybe next time? Don't give up."
Among all the awkwardness, everyone still enjoyed their festive night.
Happy Holidays~