The Lucky Ones

Chapter Forty-Eight: Why So Soon?

I woke up on top of Sans, my arms around his neck and his around my back. I looked at him sleeping and smiled, unwrapping my arms. I slowly got up and out of bed, trying not to wake him. I wanted today to be a special day, so I was gonna make him food. I got into a blue crop-top with a bit of white mixed into it. I wore black ripped shorts, and black Converse.

I walked out of the bedroom, closing the door quietly. I rushed down to the kitchen, quickly washed my hands, and got all my materials out. I grabbed an English muffing, sausage, cheese, and an egg. I put a pan on the stove, and put cooking-oil on it. I turned the burner on, and golden fire came out.

It was Kinisha, what WASN'T gold?

Once the pan was ready, I cracked the egg on the countertop and poured the inside in the pan. I also put the sausage in with the egg. I split the English muffin in half, and put it in the toaster, setting the time for five minutes.

When the sausage was cooking, I put the cheese on it to let it melt.

When it was finally done, I did the same thing two more times. When they finished, I put them all on a white plate with golden trims. I grabbed a crystal clear glass and put ice water in it. I then got a golden tray, put the plate and glass on it, and carefully brought it up to the Guest Bedroom.

After entering the room, I closed the door carefully and I woke Sans up for him to find a breakfast he really liked. He looked at me in confusion, not knowing why I had a tray in my hand. He sat up, leaning against the headrest. I put the tray on his lap, and he looked at it with a smile.

"What's this?" he asked me. I smiled and answered, saying "Breakfast. Eat." He picked up one of the sandwiches and bit into it, and his eyes widened. He muffled "This. Is. Amazing." I giggled and sat down beside him. "I'm glad you like it." I said.

He took a total of five minutes to eat all the sandwiches and drink the water. I took the tray from him and went to leave, but he wrapped an arm around my waist. "Where are you going, babe?" He asked. I responded "To wash the dishes."

He shook his head and tsked. He said "But you women don't belong in the kitchen. You belong sitting with my arm around you, getting kissed all over your body. Not cooking, cleaning, fighting in your case." I smiled and kissed his cheek. He stood up, grabbed a pair of jeans, and put them on. He looked at me up and down, admiring my clothing. "What's the special occasion?"

"Oh, just thought I'd impress you today." I said. He licked his lips and said "You always impress me. But that outfit is sexy as fuck, kinda makes me wanna pin you down.."

I giggled again, and walked out of the room. He followed close behind, admiring my movements. I got to the kitchen, and put the dishes in the sink. I started the water and washed all the dishes. Once I finished, Sans swooped in and put them all away for me.

I admired Sans in every way possible. He was strong, good-looking, brave, the perfect weight, and so much more. I always wished I could've been like him. The way he did things made me even more envious. And he knew it. He always said that I was perfect, and that I should have nothing to dislike about myself. But he wasn't ever treated like I was as a kid.

He was the coolest kid in school. I was the lamest. His father, Gaster, left him and his brother, but that was it. My father never loved me. Neither did my mother. They always accused me of things I didn't do. He was never made fun of in school. I was. HE was the perfect one, not me.

I looked down when walking out of the Palace and into the Royal Gardens. Sans walked next to me, looking at the sky. He noticed that I was looking down, so he put an arm around my shoulders. He asked "What's up?" I only shook my head and kept on walking.

We were now in the center of the garden. There was a huge fountain with pearl white marble, and crystal clear water. It had white walkways around it, and then beautiful crimson roses surrounding that.

I sat on the side of the fountain, gazing at the roses. I looked at my stomach and my face scrunched up. I didn't see myself as a skinny girl. I saw myself as extremely overweight, ugly, and nothing that had any worth.

Sans picked me up, kissing my cheek in the process. He said "I know something's up. Just tell me what it is." I sighed and looked away. He put his hand on my stomach and sat me back down on the fountain. He kissed me gently, and I kissed him back. "You're skinny. Stop saying that you aren't. And even if you weren't, I'd still love you just the same." I smiled at him. I put my arms around his neck, and he hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing his cheek.

He got on his knees on the ground and leaned forward, pushing me against the walkway. He kissed down my neck, shoulder, and skipped down to my stomach. I smiled at the feeling of his soft lips against my skin, blushing at every touch.

The moment was soon ruined by a guard who walked up to me and Sans. Both me and Sans stood up quickly, trying to avoid any awkwardness between us and the guard.

The guard only cleared his throat and spoke. He said "Ma'am, your father wishes to speak with you in his study." I nodded in response, and started walking towards the Palace. Sans rushed after me. "What do you think Ciano wants?" I shrugged and said "Not sure. I don't think it's anything TOO important."

We got back to the Palace, and I walked into it. I walked to the study, opened the door, went in, and closed it again. Ciano sat behind the desk, so I sat in one of the chairs in front of it. He looked at me for several long moments. I spun my thumbs in circles, waiting for him to speak. Eventually, he said "I understand you aren't ready, but I must tell you.."

I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "What is it, Father?" He sighed and looked down. He said "It's time for the tournament."

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped, knowing that I wasn't ready for this.