The Lucky Ones

Chapter Eighteen: Hello, Father.

Me and Sans eventually got back to my dorm, and he went straight into the bedroom, closing the door. He left me in the living room. He was mad. No, he was PISSED. He REALLY didn't want me to go help my dad. I mean, I didn't blame him. My dad was an asshole when I was a kid. Hit me, whipped me, yelled at me for any tiny mistakes.

I sat down on the couch and stared at the floor. "Should I help Sans? I don't want him to be pissed off even more..." I thought.

I honestly was scared. I didn't want him to be mad at me. He just got out from being arrested for a stupid reason, and now he has to deal with my bitch-ass father. That's enough to ruin ANYONE'S day.

He walked out, wearing a long white coat with neon blue stripes on it, along with his black pants and boots. A large white scythe was on his back, and he was wearing his hood up. "Alright, let's go."

I raised an eyebrow. "Where?"

"To your dad. To Kinisha."

"I thought you didn't want to let me see him..."

"Well, that was before I considered that there might be a battle that's gonna destroy your homeland. And I don't want that to happen."

I stood up. I faced him. "Sans, don't think just because my homeland might be destroyed means that I'll actually be depressed after it. I was kicked out of it nine years ago. A while back. We REALLY don't have to go if you don't want to."

He said "We're going, and that's final." I clenched my fists and bit my tongue. "Who said you're in-"

He glared at me to shut me up. God, I HATED when he did that. My eyes burst red, and his did too.

"Were. Going."

"Fine."

Both of our eyes turned normal. He knelt down, and I got on his back. I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep me up. He walked to the bedroom, to the window, and opened it. Jumping out, he spread ten feet long each pure white wings that shimmered in the sunlight, just like mine.

He flew up above the clouds, and I sat on his back. I laid on my stomach, still on his back, and kissed his cheek from behind. I said, in an apologetic voice, "I'm sorry, I was just confused. You said you didn't want me to go, but now you want to. I should've paid more attention."

He laughed. "It's okay, Baby. I was a little confused too."

He twirled around, and I held onto his back. He started flying upside-down. I loosened my legs, and let myself slip away from him. I accidentally kicked his scythe along the way, letting it fall freely.

He didn't even notice I let myself fall, so he kept going. It was gonna be SO awkward for him when he tried to kiss me.

Spreading my wings, I flew after his scythe. Colliding with it, I grabbed the handle and started to follow the invisible trail Sans "left" behind him. I didn't know which way he was going. So I just had to wing it.

Literally.

Looking around, I saw no trace of my husband. "Fuck. Where'd he go?" I asked myself out loud. I kept flying. I started to call for him. "Sans?!"

"Sans?! Where are you?!"

"Baby, this isn't funny if you're playing a trick on me!"

"BABY!!!!!"

I eventually gave up on trying to call for him. It wasn't working, so why try anymore?

I felt something come up behind me. I smiled and twirled Sans' scythe in my hand. I heard it's deep voice ask "Why do you have my scythe?" I giggled. "Because it fell off my husband's back when I purposely fell off." A soft hand touched my shoulder.

When it did, I turned around and kissed whoever was behind me.

And I felt Sans' lips kiss me back.

He put his arms around my waist and twirled me around. I smiled and kept kissing him. While doing so, I hooked his scythe back onto his back. He continued flying while kissing me. It looked weird, but we didn't care. The only thing that mattered to me right now was him. And the only thing that mattered to him right now was me. This is all we wanted.

He kissed down my cheek and onto my neck. And he gently bit my neck, showing that he wanted another make-out session. And I wanted it too.

But we had something we had to do.

I pushed his head back. "Not now, Baby. We have to get to Kinisha." He sighed and said "Yeah... right... Promise we can make-out when we're done?" I blushed a little and responded "Of course."

He flew faster, and a golden portal appeared up ahead. Flying through it, we ended up over a field with different colored flowers. One of the Fields of Ease in Kinisha. As we flew over the beautiful flower field, we could smell the scents from each flower. They smelt like fruit. The blue ones smelt like blueberries, the red ones smelt like strawberries. The orange ones smelt like oranges, and the yellow ones smelt like sweet lemons.

These fields were called "the Fields of Ease" because anyone who enters the field, they become relaxed. They stop worrying and stressing about their lives, so it basically gives them a break from everything.

He flew to a bright city that had modern houses, but no vehicles, with a golden palace towards the South side of the city. The Great Palace.

Sans landed at the large front doors of the Great Palace and set me down. I knocked on them, and a guard opened them to answer. Once he saw me, he automatically pointed his spear towards my chest. Sans deflected the spear by kicking it, making it fly a few feet away. The guard said "She was banished many years ago, she should not be back here."

I spoke up. "My fath- I mean, Ciano, sent someone to come get me a few hours ago. She told me he needed me for something."

The guard looked at me in confusion. "I was never alerted of such event. But any-who, I'm going to have to throw you in the dungeon myself." He charged at me, taking a golden sword out of it's sheath.

He tried to ram it into my chest, but my dodge made his attempt a fail. Didn't he say he was going to take me to the dungeon? Not kill me...

He swung it towards me, but I leaned backwards. I held my arms out behind me, catching my fall quickly. I swung my legs towards the guard's ankles, making him fall onto the large white sidewalk. But he got back up almost immediately. I stood up myself, and looked at him. He charged towards me again, but I suddenly side-stepped it.

I Spartan-kicked his back, forcing him to fall forward.  I placed my foot on his back, keeping him pressed against the sidewalk. He struggled to get up, but he failed miserably.

Sans applauded, and I took a bow with a smile. I heard a man's voice come from the large doorway. A voice that I dreaded to hear.

"Salanta?"

Both me and Sans slowly looked at who spoke. We were both staring at the man who banished me from my homeland nine years ago: My father.