Just One Night

Obscured

Sans and Frisk awoke the next morning to the chirping of the birds and the wind howling through the trees. At first, they were completely confused about why they were out in the open, but the memories from last night made them both smile fondly. Sans leaned down and captured her lips in a soft kiss.

"And how are you feeling, my lovely wife?"

"Better now that everything is settled." She smiled and kissed him once more, climbing atop his lap in the process.

They spent a few loving moments together before Sans pulled away, "We should probably take this somewhere else, sweetheart. The guards will be changing shifts soon."

She blushed and scrambled off his lap, "Y-Yeah, we should probably get h-home."

He laughed and grabbed her by the waist before teleporting them back to their apartment. When she had finally relaxed he let go and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast for the two of them. Frisk giggled and tugged the back of his suit, "You know, we're still dressed up. You might want to change."

He smirked but didn't look away from his task, "Well, considering we both spent the night outdoors, I highly doubt our clothes came out unscathed."

Horrified, the half monster ran into the bathroom and inspected her gown, "SON OF A BITCH!"

Sans only laughed harder, tears leaking from his eye sockets. He went back to cooking while Frisk just kept cursing loudly from the bathroom. Eventually a booming knock filled the otherwise peaceful atmosphere. Sans hollered that he got it and went to the door, opening it just a bit to see outside. When he saw no one there he closed the door and went back to what he was doing.

"Who was it?" Frisk asked, coming out the room in a tank top and yoga pants, her hair tied back while she dried her face with a towel.

"No one, babe. Just some kids pulling a prank, maybe?" He patted her head before going back to the food. She hummed thoughtfully and sat down on the couch, turning on the news. An obnoxiously loud intro blared through the room. A tall man with dirty blonde hair and a wide smile appeared.

"Welcome back to WRBL News leader 9. I'm your host Michael and up next, have monsters taken over one of our own? Stay tuned for this exclusive feature!"

Frisk scoffed, rolling her eyes and was about to change the channel when a picture of her and Sans gazing lovingly at one another was shown. Her breath caught in her throat, her face paled, and she dropped the remote with a loud clatter against the hardwood.

Sans came by to check in when he heard the clatter, "Baby, what's wrong?" He immediately rushed to her side and cupped her face. She pointed behind him and he quickly turned to see pictures from their wedding with big bold letters that read: Monster Advocate or Monster Breeder?

Sans immediately snatched the remote from the floor and turned the television off. His bony hands shook with barely contained anger. The lights in his eyes died out, and he let out a dark growl that only made Frisk worry. He pulled her into a tight embrace, "Don't worry, baby. It's just a bunch of ignorant humans. Don't listen to them."

She frowned and embraced him in return, "Yeah, you're right, but this will make it so much harder for us in the future."

She shifted in his arms as a new thought occurred to her, "Sans, what about our baby? If they know about it-"

"Don't. Don't you dare finish that thought. I won't let anyone hurt you or our child!" He growled possessively and held her tightly in his arms. She couldn't help but tighten her hold and bury her face in his chest. Her arm cradled her stomach protectively and she sent out a silent prayer that whatever happened, no harm would come to her baby.