Undertales [DISCONTINUED]

Marriage

"Asriel?"

"Yes?" The small anthropomorphic goat turned to look at Frisk.

"I've been wondering something..." She trailed off, pondering at last minute wether her thought was silly or not.

"Shoot." Asriel wanted her to continue.

"Well... I was wondering... If we have the same surname, and if we have the same mom, and since we're not related..."

"Yeah?" Asriel nodded, a motion for her to continue.

"And since we both like each other..."

That one was not expected. Asriel's fur bristled with surprise. "Wait, wha-"

"Doesn't that mean we're married?"

"... EH?!" The little goat jumped back, flabbergasted. "F-Frisk, that's not how marriage works! Y-you can't-"

"It does! It does mean we're married!" The girl's face was lit up with determination. Asriel knew that look-and he knew very well that nothing could stop her once she made up her mind.

"B-but..." Asriel was blushing now, little tints of pink sprinkled across his cheeks. Frisk grabbed his paw and bounced on her toes with excitement.

"No buts, Azzie! I'm your wifey now! And I'm gonna bake you the best pies, and I'm gonna make you pretty flower crowns, and..." Frisk trailed off, practically sparkling with all the thoughts of being married. Asriel only turned pinker at the use of his nickname.

The goat boy sighed. There was no way he could stop his friend now; he couldn't shoot down her hopes. Besides, what would Frisk as a wife even look like...?

Frisk sent a dazzling smile his way, and he could feel heat flood his face.

And all of a sudden, he wasn't that embarrassed anymore.

Maybe...
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

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Once After:

"AZZIE! COME BACK! I AM YOUR WIFEY!"

"NO FRISK! STOP TRYING TO FEED ME FLOWERS; THEY'RE NOT EDIBLE!"

"COME BAAAACCCCKK!"

And all Toriel did was watch and chuckle.

"Ah, young love."

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(Authors Note:

I told you not to expect much of me. Short, isn't it? I wanted it to be that way; keep it nice and simple.
I've had this idea for a while now, and I'm relieved I finally get to write it! I've always imagined Frisk as that innocent child that is ALWAYS nice, no mater what. And Asriel is like the only normal one, except he's not actually that normal because he's a goat. I imagine that Asriel is also a crybaby, and that they always comfort each other with hugs and cute fluffy stuff like that. Sorry I'm a sap for these two.

I hope my amateur writing satisfies you!

Goodbye!)