•Narrotors POV• Sans was in one room getting ready for the wedding, while frisk was in the other room getting ready. **TEM SKIPE 2 WOCHING FRISK WOKS DOWN DA IEL** •Sans POV• "Whoa..." I whispered to my self as I watch my beautiful bride walk down the isle.
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•Frisks POV• I came up to the end and my eyes met with Sans'. And my dad was the preacher? Oh well. In the Corner of my eye I saw Mom tearing up. Asriel was proud of me. (A/n: Asriel is GOOD in this story) |After Saying Val's| "I do." I said in tears. "I do." Sans said almost about to cry a river. "...I pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!" Asgore said and then walked off of the stage-like plank and we kissed.
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The ceremony was done and it was time to take pictures! Asriel was a 'photographer' but not actually officially. He took our pictures and they turned out amazing! Afterwards, we all went to a fancy restaurant. "Sans? Where's your dad?" I whispered to my husband. "Um, erm... I don't know..." He replied. I didn't want to say anything else about it because I new Sans was upset about it. ~*ASTE*'s POV~ I Ñévêr säîd I wôüldbë thérë øñthätdåy... (A/n: lol XD SRY FOR BEING SO EVIL xD)
