Silence Is Bittersweet (DanceTale Sans X Reader)

(9) Court

(I put this video here for no reason. Flowerfell makes me cry, every time 😭. But I love it so much. I plan on making my next Fanfiction a Flowerfell.

Oh, and I spent three hours planning 20 chapters of said FlowerFell Fanfiction. So that's why this wasn't out yesterday 😂🔫)

Same day

(There is a hidden UT quote in here. Find it, and you get a Shoutout and a virtual cookie 🍪)

     It turns out I had no reason to be worried. Asgore is a sweet, layed back monster. Frisk is constantantly cracking puns with Toriel.

In fact, they were in the kitchen tossing each other food puns.

Me and Asgore? We were at the table, talking politics. (Naturally, for me XD) Asgore is concerned because of the lingering hate towards monsters.

"I am honestly afraid of another war. What is the human's hate is brought too far?"

"Don't worry Asgore. The humans don't necessarily hate you. They have just taken their fear, and morphed it into hate." I reply calmly.

"Yes, yes, I suppose you are correct."

"Well maybe, find away to show them that they shouldn't be afraid?"

I hear music, and turn around to see Toriel softly swaying with Frisk.

"That is... A very good idea. Thank you Daisy."

"Your welcome sir."

He chuckles, and we both watch contentedly as Frisk and Toriel dance to a smooth classical tune. Their dance styles combine well.

Toriel gently tosses Frisk. They expertly twirl through the air, before landing quietly onto the tile. It is beautiful to watch a monster dance, especially with Frisk.

Something seems to dawn on Asgore, and his expression brightens.

"Excuse me, but I have to retire early tonight. You and my wif- uh... Ex- Wife... have given me an idea. Thank you." Asgore says suddenly.

I beam, even though I am not sure what exactly I did.

"You're welcome si- uh, Asgore." I stutter, almost calling him sir again.

He dances over to his room, swaying in a happy, waltz-like fashion. It is truly an amusing sight.

The music in the kitchen stops, and Toriel's voice echoes into the living room.

"Ah, very good! You are very good!"

They both imerge from the kitchen, a freshly baked pie before them. Then I remeber the treat I brought Frisk.

"Hey Frisk! I just remembered, I brought you something!" I say, pulling out the still warm cinnamon bunny.

Frisk silently squeals, and hugs me tight. She adds it to her growing a stack of treats on her plate.

There is thump heard by the door, and something grey falls through the mail slot.

"Oh! Daisy, could you be a dear and grab the paper for me?" Toriel says, still cutting the pie. I nod, and walk over to it.

I pick it up, and walk it towards the table. Just as I am about to sit down, I notice the front page.

_____________________________
Recent Court Case Reveals
A Couple's True Abusive
Nature.

A young girl was recently
brought to court under
abusive circumstances.
The parents have been
closely monitored, and are
now restricted from
certain substances.

This couple, first names
(Dad's name)
and
(Mom's name),
Are restricted from
crossing the (Home town)
City limits for a full year
as probation.

The child has been safely
relocated to a kind
relative in a nearby city.

News will be updated
as new information arises
regarding the child's
condition.

_____________________________

On the page is a small picture of my parents fuming in rough-backed courthouse chairs.

I freeze. Slowly, the newspaper falls from my hands has I fall into deep thought. Voices faintly call my name in worried tones.

So I am really home free, huh? They can't even try to get me anymore.

For a whole year, I am guaranteed safety from my parents.

Wow.

I must have been standing there a little too long, because tiny hands shake my arms back in forth. I jump back into reality.

"What's wrong my child?" Toriel asks worriedly.

I don't know how to reply to that. I am happy beyond belief, but at the same time, I've never known anything but my old life. And now that that is gone, I'm not sure what to do.

I can do anything now.

So what do I do first?

...

First, I rebuild my family.

Michin, Anna, Carson, Toriel, Asgore, Frisk, Kat, and even Flowey have all found places in my heart.

I am smilong the biggest smile I have worn since leaving the courthouse.

"I-I uh... I k-knew those people... O-Once." I finally manage to say.

There is no use worrying my new family with news of my old one.

"S-Sorry! I was j-just, shocked is all. In a good way! I-I'm happy that girl g-got away from those e-evil people!" I cover. It seams to work.

"Yes, this is good news. I am happy for the child." Toriel says.

Frisk is eyeing me. I think they might be suspecting me of something. I hope they don't put the pieces together.

Frisk looks around the room, before pulling on Toriel's sleeve. They point to the clock on the wall, reading 5:12 pm.

"Oh dear! I assume you must be going my child, if you are to catch dinner with Michin!" Toriel gasps.

I nod, and thank her profusely for inviting me over. I thank little Frisk, and they thank me for the treat. Asgore yells a thanks from his room. I wonder what he is cooking up in there.

"Would you like me to drive you my child?"

"No, no, I can walk home. Thank you though!"

I head out the door, and begin my trek down the block. It should take, maybe 10 minutes to walk home. It is still light outside, and plenty of people are out to make sure it is safe.

I think I see a flicker of red clothing from an alley. Maybe a tie? But, I don't pursue it. That would be asking for an attack.

Soon I arrive back at the cafe, to a wonderful vegan burrito for dinner. I thank Michin, and the two of us dig in.

I really like it here.