Married [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 4

"Okay, so we've got the best man, and I'll make the cake..." Toriel continued checking things off the list, humming.

The kitchen table was covered in pictures, notes, lists, and receipts. Planning a wedding was hard work, as Sans soon found out.

But no matter how lazy he was, it wouldn't stop him from being excited about it. About everything. And he was unbelievably excited for the end result. Standing at the end of that aisle, and...

He shook it off, blushing just the slightest bit. He needed to focus.

"I still don't understand why I can't see the dress. I'm sure you look beautiful in it."

Toriel blushed. She was engaged and all, she and Sans had been together for a while, but still, she got flustered at every compliment. "I-I'm sure you'd think so, but Frisk says it's extremely bad luck."

"Pfft. That's a bunch of above-ground balogna."

"It may be, but-" Her sentence was interrupted by Monster Kid and Frisk running into the room and diving under the table, Mettaton following them. They heard a shout of "Yo! You tagged me!" before they all crawled out.

Monster Kid sighed a little. "I guess I'm 'it' now, but..." They sniffled. "... I don't have any arms..."

"Aww, poor thing~!" Mettaton patted their head, but then smiled. "But, who needs arms..." He tore off his arms with gusto. "... with legs like these!" He then extended his long leg, kicking it up onto the table.

Monster Kid gasped. "YOOOOO!" The chase continued. Less than five seconds after the three ran out, Papyrus ran in and hid beneath Sans' chair.

"I HAVE NOT BEEN CAUGHT YET!" He shouted. "I GUESS I AM THE 'BEST MAN' AT TAG!"

"... was that a pun?"

"... IT WAS AND I HATE IT."

Toriel sighed. "We're never gonna get this wedding planned."