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A monster crosses the final corridor, carrying some package in his hand, its face shows insecurity.  The steps are slowing down, she wants to run away, is afraid to find the king, but she remembers what was agreed;  yes, she and Asgore had ser this meeting, so she couldn't just leave him alone.

She takes a deep breath, fixes her glasses, fixes her clothes: casual clothes, it wasn't those fancy ones, because she didn't want to make it too obvious, but it wasn't a simple piece of clothing either.  Tidy up her look, she turns to the throne room, stops, she wanted to check out her look again, she shakes her head, knew that it was just her mind, she was already dressed up, there was no way to dress up anymore, but her insecurity insisted, saying that she needed to take another look.  Today she didn't listen, goes towards the arranged place.

She takes a step into the throne room, her heart racing, her body trembling with nervousness, her hand holding the gift, it was sweating; oh, but how could I do that ?!  She thought this, she dries her hand on her dress, finally her eyes decide to focus on the room: through the window the orange light came in, which was reflected by the golden petals, thus illuminating the rest of the room;  as always, it was a beautiful place to see, but... where is the being she most wanted to see at the moment?

There was not a single figure of the fluffy giant who always greets her with that warm smile.  Had she missed the time, the day?  These thoughts welled up in poor Alphys' head.  She looks at her cell phone, no, she wasn't wrong, so why wasn't he in this place?  Had he forgotten? Or did you just not want to come? No, impossible, he wouldn't do such a thing, she needed to calm down, she was making hypotheses without a logical basis.

Calm down, calm down.  She told herself, she needed to calm her nerves;  remember what she came to do, saying this to herself, start the list in your head: first, I made this appointment to deliver a gift, but just said that I wanted to give something to him;  second, in the present there is a note, almost a letter, written my feelings;  lastly, it says that I...

  —  Howdy, Alphys, how are you?  It took me a while, because I went to make tea for us.   —  Asgore appears through the back door, holding a tray with two cups  —  Alphys?   —  He holding out the cup, expected some response from her, but it was gaping and  —  Are you okay?  You are red... do you have a fever?   —  when he says that he despairs, thinks about the meds, how to measure temperature...

  —  Ah, erm, King Asgore!  I am fine!  It was just in my thoughts!   —  he shows a face that says "are you sure?"   —  A-and about the red...!  It must be because of the light here!

She struggled to think more excuses, but she was not a good liar so she had a hard time.  He, who watched this comical scene of her shaking her head, smiled slightly and to help her:

  —  Got it, haha, how about some tea to calm down?   —  holds out the cup again, and this time, she accepts

Tea, warm, aromatic, enveloping;  take a sip, its warmth spreads through her mouth, yummy.  The scientist's heart rate is slowing down, her heart is recovering from the shock she had taken with Asgore's sudden entrance, together when she was thinking about the letter and the present... Present?

  —  Gift!   —  Exclaiming when remembering her goal, she almost makes the flustered fluffy drop the cup in fright  —  Ah, oh, I'm sorry!  Yeah, I just remembered this  —  having said that, she delivers the gift

  —  Oh!  This is what you said you would give me!   —  smile covers the king's face, unwrapping it delicately, albeit quickly  —  It's a.... a mug!   —  holding it with his fingertips, he analyzed every detail of the mug: it was blue based, with a relief on the surface in the form of golden flowers, it had a red print in the shape of a question mark only upside down and was filled in  from one end to the other, and the handle of the mug was white.

  —  .... You like it?   —  unsure, she asks looking down

  —  Of course!  I loved it!  I will use every day !!!   —  he hugged the new mug while talking

  —  It makes me relieved  —  she smiles a little flawed, after all she wasn't lighthearted: she had bought a pair mug, which when joined together, formed a soul shape, symbolizing the love between two monsters;  and the other mug was on her table, along with her instant noodles.  But she wanted something that shared with her beloved Asgore, so she ended up making an excuse that she just wanted to give it to him.

She looks at him, his eyes were big, it seems that her passion was in his affectionate look that she cast for her present... Did he notice?  Did he notice how I feel?  Visits, gifts, reddened face... Did he notice and just didn't tell me?  Notice me, look at me and tell me... The king's eye widens, it seems that he found something, the letter, Alphys when she realizes that thinks about preventing it: even though she wanted him to know her feelings, also didn't want him to know, a conflicting feeling.  But the letter was there, he would discover, it was inevitable, she could only wait for what her actions would bring as consequences.

He turns around with a smile and with the contents of the letter facing her:

  —  Thank you very much!  I'm glad you find me a caring monster!   —  her eyes widen, she doesn’t remember writing this in her letter declaring her love for him, Alphys reads the letter... it wasn’t the letter she was supposed to deliver, it was another one she used to write  in  her notebook in her laboratory, and the one she had delivered, it was written: "Asgore, sir, you are very lovely".

  —  Ahaha, you're welcome...  —  she laughs bittery, somewhat disappointed, somewhat relieved for not delivering the right letter... but she says to herself:

Maybe another day...

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