Beauty And The Beast [Undertale: Asriel X Reader] {DISCONTINUED}

HELP ME PT-1

-HELP ME-
~PT - 1 — SANS' POV~
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   It's been two days, and I've finally arrived at the village. First, I brought my horse back to the stables, and then ran to find Undyne. She was the captain of the Guard, and was determined to marry my daughter (though she's already refusing the proposal on her own accord), so she would most definitely do something to save Y/N.
   "UNDYNE! UNDYNE!" I yell, swiftly sprinting towards her. She looks from the trainee she was originally lecturing, and walks over to me. The trainee let's out a sigh of relief and waves to me as they walk over to their fellow Guardsmen.
   "What is it Sans? This better be quick, me and the rest of the troupe are about to start sparring." Undyne states impatiently. I sigh. She'll believe me, won't she?
   "Beauty has been captured." I say. Her eyes bulge out of their sockets.
   "Who?! Who took her?! I swear I'll rip their head of of their necks!" Undyne growls, a spear forming in her hand.
   "By a monster, like a monster monster. I don't know what his name was though!" I tell her. She nods her head slowly, struggling to calm down.
   "I'll send my squads to do a full sweep of the perimeter. We'll see what I can do from there." She says, spinning around and marching towards the Guardsmen. Undyne starts barking orders at them, they disperse into groups of four, and run into different parts of the outer edge of the forest. I'm not sure what she's going to do by just searching the edge, but it's a start. I don't know the exact location, but I do know that that place gives me the creeps! Don't worry Y/N, my daughter, I'm coming to help you.
      —Your POV—
   I sit in bed, no. More like: I'm laying on my four poster bed, sprawled across the sheets contemplating my life choices (XD Yeah, you do that!). All of a sudden, the gang, Toriel, Monster Kid, Papyrus, Frisk, and Annoying Dog, opened the door carrying a new dress. Just my size.
   "HELLO PRINCESS! IT IS US! THE GREAT PAPYRUS AND HIS COMPANIONS!" Papyrus shouts and he hops on in.
   "Hello my child!"
   "Hey Beauty!"
   "Sup Beauty?!"
   "ARF ARF ARF ARF!!" I giggle at the magical foot rest.
   "We brought you something new and clean to wear!" Monster Kid, the clock says.
   "We hope you like it!" Toriel, the tea pot exclaims.
   "Yeah! Isn't it pretty?" Frisk comments, jumping up and down. Monster Kid does the same.
   "IT IS TRULY A WORK OF ART, MADE BY US!" Papyrus boasts. It was a [Favorite Color] gown that went down to my feet, with the Emblem of the Kingdom of Monsters stitched on in white. It was sleeveless, and had a thin strip of white going along the edge. They also brought some matching white flats with [Favorite Color] gems on the front of them. I stared at the outfit in awe.
   "G-guys, this is beautiful! T-thank you!" I stuttered. It was gorgeous!
   "Now everybody out! We must let Y/N change." Toriel orders them.
   "Show us once you're done!" Frisk adds, hopping out with the rest of them.
   "I will, don't worry." I reply, ending the sentence with giggles. I closed the door shut, and stripped myself of my usual, dirty clothing. Then I replaced it with the present my new friends got for me, and looked in the mirror. Hmm. . . I brushed my hair, letting my curls bounce (You have curls now!). I put it in a half up, half down style, and checked my reflection again. Perfect! I opened the door and walked out of the room, doing a little twirl as I came.
   "Wow!"
   "Yo! You look awesome!"
   "YOU LOOK SWELL PRINCESS!"
   "You look wonderful my child!"
   "ARF ARF! ARF ARF ARF!"
   "Thanks guys!" I say, giving them all kisses on the foreheads, even Annoying Dog. I heard a grunt from behind. There, standing at the end of the hallway, was Asriel (In his former glory =P).
   "Good afternoon Master!" Everyone shouts. Annoying Dog stays silent.
   "Good afternoon A—" Asriel glares daggers at me. If looks could kill, I'd be rotting in hell.
   "Sir." I say quickly. He shakes his head and walks away, not taking a second glance. I feel his eyes on me though. Toriel gulps.
   "Well, young one, we should get you some dinner, and then get you ready for bed. How does that sound?" She suggests. I nod, not saying anything. Everyone says a quick "Mmhm," with a "Arf," and they disperse.
   Oh Asriel. Why must you be so . . . . . . Ugh! He confuses me so.