Time Takes All (challenge complete)

Final Story: 4 months later

"Well Frisk. Here we are. It's strange, in all honesty. I never thought I'd be seeing you like this." Sans said. His head was tilted downwards so the shadows would cover his tear filled eyes. He didn't want to look at it again. He didn't want to see it. Nevertheless, he looked up, and read the words again.

Frisk Mikhail
2000-2076
A loving wife, mother and friend.

Sans quickly looked back down again, the tears escaping the corners of his sockets. His chest began to convulse with sobs, and his throat tightened to try and keep those sobs stuck within his chest.
"It's not fair. Why'd you have to die? Why'd the monsters become cursed with long lives. Are we really that hated?'
'Macey is starring in another play, and you won't be able to see it. Your brother is now studying politics and you won't see him graduate. Your father was re-elected for the bajilionth time as president of the Ground, and you can't see it."
Sans couldn't continue, and he began to sob even more. It was awhile before he began to calm down. When his shoulder finally stopped heaving with his sobs, he looked back up at the grave with a sad smile etched into his skeletal teeth.
"I remember that promise I gave Toriel all those years ago. To protect you, no matter what. Well, in all honesty I didn't want to. Something inside me told me to get rid of you, as quickly as possible. Because despite your appearance, you were dangerous to all monsters.'
But, I didn't listen to that feeling. I tried to protect you as best as I could, without other monsters figuring out I was helping a human. You know the rest. Everyone grew to love you, you released us from the underground, etc.
But that time when you helped me out. That's when I fell in love with you. When I wanted t truly protect you, and not just for some promise."
Sans stood there in silence once again, looking at the grave. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a flower, freshly picked and golden in color.
"You always loved these flowers. So does Macey. At first I didn't like them, but you made me grow to care about 'em too."
Sans kneeled and gently placed the flower on top of the tombstone, the stone and metal cold against his phalanges. He kept his hand on the grave for a bit longer, reminiscing of days long ago.
When he played the old whoopie-cushion-in-the-hand-trick on her,
When he invited her to Grillby's,
When he met her at his multiple jobs,
When he distracted Undyne for that short amount of time,
When he stacked hotdogs on her head,
When he invited her to the MTT resort
When they met at the kings palace,
And when they escaped the Underground.
Sans smiled one last time, and stood up.
"Thank you, Frisk. I love you."

The end! I did warn that it would have a sad ending!
(GamerWingtheProxy, you can kill Jaden now. I no longer have a need for him.)
I would like to thank all who stuck with me and my wacky updates, and for enjoying this story!