Sans x Toriel (Teen Pregnancy)

-_ Chapter 13 ~ Living With A Weight. _-

Toriel's POV:

It's been a day since I found out I was pregnant, and the baby is half a month old. I woke up this morning to a suprise, no sickness! I also felt a little better about being pregnant, even smiling a bit at the thought. I walked downstairs tying up my robe before entering the silent kitchen. I made myself a quick breakfast before walking back into the comfort of my bedroom. I zipped up a silky purple dress and prepared my handbag with all the belongings I need. I put the pregnancy test in there too, to remind me of the little monster that was growing inside me.

My mum padded her way in, giving me a remorseful smile. "Good morning honey, are you okay?" She asked quietly. "I... I feel better about all this, maybe even happy." I spoke, the words tasting like sweet honey as they came out. "Good." She whispered, walking downstairs to get herself some food. I decided to give Sans a call, just to let him know about how I'm doing. I scrolled down the contacts list, until I got to the favourites section. My heart warmed when I saw Sans's smiling face, wrapped up in that adorable blue hoodie of his. I put the phone up to my ear and waited for an answer to arrive.

"Heya babe, are you okay and stuff?" The familiar voice rang. I smiled. "Yes, I suppose. Still a little unsure, but we can talk about that another time." I said. Suddenly, and idea popped into my imaginative little mind. "Hey Sans, can you wait at your house? I can pick you up instead of you picking me up. It's just so I can repay the favour." I asked sweetly. "Sure Tori, whatever you want." He replied. "Alright, see you at your house, okay handsome?" I chuckled. "Okey dokey, beautiful. I giggled embarrassingly as I pressed the 'end call' button, looking up to see my dad's face.

I got the same sort of idea from him, which I replied the same to. After he left, I just lay back on the bed, thinking deeply.