Conduit Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 27: Monster Marriage Isn't Quite the Same

Sans teleported right back over to them with the clothes. "Here, Tori. Help them get these on."

"I know, I know. I am sure Asgore is just rushing everything, but healing takes time," Toriel said. "This isn't just hit points, the cold to human flesh is like a poison. The other healer and I will get there though. They will be more than ready soon. I don't think that so much public is needed right now. Plus, they should stay warm. We need them to stay warm. Most important." She moaned. "I know my children are so well-behaved, but I don't like leaving them away too long."

Sans laid the clothes on top of Frisky and Chance. "I have an idea." If he couldn't do it, the clothes would prevent them from getting hurt. The healer said that Chance had used his magic for warmth to save Frisky, so maybe Sans could do that too. It would give them some time to get Toriel's new kids. He placed his hands on the sets of clothes and watched a little bit of blue swirl around them.

"Yes, that's an excellent idea. That is incredibly warm," Toriel said as she moved to the other side. "Excellent. Let us go and get the other children. With the other healer and this, it should help more than enough while we are gone."

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I was such a baby. Frisky opened her eyes back up. She was in the warmest, comfiest bed she'd ever been in. How was that possible? Where was she? Chance wasn't beside her anymore. She saw Sans at the edge of her bed. Humans took away almost everything he had, and I was about to do the same. "Sans?"

Sans head popped up and looked at her. "You're awake."

"Yep."

"You didn't leave."

"No." She put her arms back out. "My Frisk friends came after me, but, I couldn't do it. I'd rather spend my life in shackles than take your own child from you."

"You know. Um, I hate promises . . . I do. I really, really do. They tend to be tougher work than I like to put in in the end." He stood up. "So, I'm going to make the promise instead. I promise that if you just don't run away from this, and you stay with Papyrus and I, I'll do what I can to make sure you don't ever feel 'owned'. No shackles. No magic against you." He looked over toward Papyrus once.

Papyrus had a weird expression but shook his head yes.

"We can't commit to you anymore," Sans continued, knowing he couldn't just trick her. "Your little Frisk friends aren't really going to be welcomed around the place for a bit either," he said firmly, "cause uh, me and Pap? Yeah, we talked it out and we're a little upset with them." She nodded. "They left you with no protection. Whatever it was, it was saving your life."

"They left you with an absolutely, horrid, horrid Monster!" Papyrus spoke up. "Sans told me about that thing, and I-I-I, ugh! It saved you, but it's dead, so at least we don't have to thank it."

Oh, the Balancer. "It's dead?"

"It broke the rules of the board, and it deserved it!" Papyrus answered. "And! And that's all we're covering for that because that was just . . . bad."

Sans held his bony finger up. "Oh, and uh, one more thing about those other FRISK's?"

Yeah, she heard the unpleasant sound in his voice.

"Yeah. Their little outburst changed everything. I have to marry you now," he finished.

Damn. Friskarino was right about the marriage. "How did you figure out where I was?"

"That little MP thing that Alphys had," Sans said. "It showed a teleporting alert."

"I thought so." She smirked. "That should have been hidden. Friskarino must have unhid it. That's probably why he left last too. I guess he didn't know about the lost protection either."