Broken Relationships (Sansgore Oneshot)

There was a time that Sans always enjoyed. The time when he'd crawl away from his station, far Underground, away from the blizzards of snow galore, and would knock upon the door. He always found the old lady hilarious. Her puns were great, and they connected easily. A friendship blossomed.

And that friendship continued past the broken barrier, past their escape. And it was great! Toriel treated Sans well, they hung out often, it was nice.

Sans was pretty familiar with Asgore, talked to the old guy a lot. He was pretty nice. Though Sans didn't get the chance to talk to him much. Toriel and Asgore refused to hang out together, even in the same room. That typically meant - since their friend group included both of them - one of them would be forced to withdraw from attending. That tended to be Asgore.

Poor guy. He never did get many chances to hang out with them. Asgore was obviously a lonely King. Didn't have many friends. Undyne, one of his closest ones, couldn't see him often because Toriel was typically at their gatherings. It was only on main holidays, like the holiday of the broken barrier, did they all meet.

And man, were those days brutal for the old King.

Toriel would mutter remark after remark on everything he did. She was petty as hell during those times. Everyone accepted it as a plain occurrence, because that's what it was. She'd sneer when he'd arrive, and begin right away.

And, on their third anniversary, it was no different.

"Oh, I sensed a forbidding presence of murder," Toriel had hissed when he entered the room. The more times she saw him, the more heavy her insults became. "Asgore, it's been awhile. Have you been mopping in your self loathing enough to apologize for murdering others?"

Yeah, that was a bit on the nose. Yikes. Sans ducked behind his phone, eye lights darting back and forth between them. Every year this happened. They tried to deal with it, but having a party with both present always resulted in insults and arguing. Always one sided from Toriel. Talking and trying to negotiate didn't work. Toriel wouldn't budge at all. She'd only stop if Asgore wasn't invited anymore.

"I-I made cookies!" Alphys had said.

And so, they moved on.

Undyne and Alphys' house was the best place to gather, easily. They had a pool out back, a perfect living room practically made for gatherings, and a big kitchen. Alphys had picked up cooking recently, and was trying out new things. Mostly because she couldn't leave the house to do dangerous experiments anymore.

"No, Alph, you shouldn't be eating so much sugar!" Undyne said, quickly upon her wife. "It's not good -"

"For the baby?" Alphys pulled herself out of her chair, revealing a pregnant bulge on her stomach. "The baby is the reason I was craving cookies!"

Sans chuckled, making a cookie joke much to his brothers dismay.

Monsters were cooler than humans. While humans did have some advantages over soul strength, monsters had much more flexibility. They were literally made from magic, so of course two monsters, no matter gender, could get pregnant. Undyne was going to be a great Mom, Sans could tell. She was being so protective of Alphys that it was adorable.

"Oh yeah, Tori, how'd the date with Grillby go?" Sans asked to distract her from Asgore as he chatted up the pregnant lizard monster. "You two doing good?"

After moving to the surface, quite a lot had happened in the relationships department. Undyne and Alphys had obviously gotten married, and after that Mettaton and Papyrus had hooked up in a relationship. On their wedding Sans has brought Grillby as a friend date, since Sans had no plus one, and that's when Grillby met Toriel. Sans let them hook up, since he and Grillby were only friends with benefits, and now Toriel and Grillby were in a steady relationship. Leaving Sans brutally single, both date and bed wise.