Colors Of The Soul

Ch. 24 Hold My Hand

Frisk returned to the family with a small smile. Toriel comes up and hugs her.

"I am so glad you are okay. How are you feeling? You too Sans how you are? You are my monster in law now." She chuckled.

"Mom that is what he is supposed to say.... And yes I am doing fine just tired. I am glad you are happy though."

"nah... she's the mom-ster in law," Sans replied with a grin. Toriel laughed at his pun.

"SERIOUSLY SANS THE PUNS AT THIS TIME OF DAY!" Papyrus piped in.

"they're like food Paps... good any time of day."

"Don't you mean like our chips you can't just have one?" Frisk questioned

, "yeah... don't get ruffled about it." Frisk chuckled at it.

She went up to Sans ear canal.

"You know something I can't seem to not get enough of.." she flirtatiously says.

"hmm?" He perked up, she had his attention.

"Paps Spaghetti of course.." She giggled.

"HUMAN YOU WANT SOME OF MY SPAGHETTI I CAN MAKE YOU SOME RIGHT NOW."

"of course brother, you're such a cool guy who wouldn't?" He said though his cheeks were flushed slightly.

Frisk voice sounded very serious "I do want to talk to you about the future about maybe...." she rubbed her stomach and looked at Sans.

"Yeah..." His flush deepened but his soul pulsed with happiness that she could feel.

Frisk face flushed a bright red as she just held his hand "One day ... I will have a little Sans to hold in my arms."

"BUT YOU HAVE A BIG ONE RIGHT THERE."

"Well, I mean... I... hmm..."

"What are you two talking about?" Toriel inquired.

"FRISK SAYS SHE WANTS TO HOLD A LITTLE SANS AND I TOLD HER THERE IS A BIG ONE RIGHT THERE."

Sans pulled his hoodie over his head as his flush darkened. Dear Asgore...

"Oh, my are you guys planning to have a baby."

"n-not yet."

"Wow, way to go get mated to my sister less than a month and now you are trying to knock her up," Asriel said half amazed half defensive.

"Gag me with a spoon next thing you know they will drop their munchkin off at mom's place to make us babysit the thing." Chara half smirked. Frisk's blush deepened.

"Just imagine that brother, someone for me to learn to play properly with."

"Guys we are just discussing the possibility," Frisk said

"The possibility of having a little Frisk around is ADORABLE darling." Papyrus squealed a little, half in surprise at Mettaton's sudden appearance and the other half at the thought of another child who looked like Frisk. Sans stared at his brother, he didn't know Paps could make a sound like that...

"I will love my grandbabies no matter if they are a girl or a boy," Toriel added softly. Sans nods.

"as long as they live, i'll love 'em like i do her." Frisk blush covered her entire face now.

"I hope they have your soul, Sans..." She couldn't look at him anymore.

"and your Determination." Toriel basically pushed them out of the area of the family.