Mourning

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Sans reluctantly left his wife after she fell asleep once more, her body needing more rest the closer she came to delivering. He had just managed to make it on time for his meeting with Asgore thanks to his teleportation, but the dark circles around the King's eyes set his nerves on end. No doubt, the goat father had been up all night worrying over something.

Sans approached the throne cautiously as Asgore blinked wearily, shifting his gaze to stare into Sans' icy blue eyes. At first he was stunned, no human was supposed to be Underground! Mouth settling into a grim line, he stood to his full height, easily towering over the small human. His eyes held a general distrust and slight malice to the human standing in front of his person. How he managed to slip past the guards was beyond him, but he would not stand for a rouge wandering into his territory and putting his subjects and family at risk.

"I suggest you leave now, human, before I ship you back to your kind in a body bag.." The King snarled, baring his sharp fangs in challenge to the suspected threat.

To say Sans was shocked would be an understatement. Who knew the king would react so violently to his human form? Raising his hands in a placating gesture, he quickly removed the bracelet resting against the flesh of his wrist before a blue mist enveloped his form, stripping him of flesh and muscle until all that remained was the normal skeletal appearance of the monster prince.

The King had called for his guards, all the while raising his trident in preparation to attack the strange human. Never before had he seen a transformation like this, nor was he even aware his son-in-law was the human standing before him; nevertheless, he readied himself for a fight. Nothing and no one would dare bombard his home nor get close to his family. Just as he moved to spear the trespasser, the must cleared to reveal Sans standing there with a look of shock etched into his skull.

"Jeez, Asgore. You really need to chill out.." he whispered, too shocked to actually joke at a time like this.

True, the monsters were free up with humans and their oppression, but for their king to willingly attack even when he submitted.. that was a new low. A deep rumbling filled the tense silence of the room as the king narrowed his gaze upon the monster before him.

"How do I know this isn't an illusion?"

Clearing his throat, Sans took out his phone, holding up the text messages sent between him and Asgore. As he moved to hand the device to him, Undyne advanced, spear pointed at the skeleton menacingly, "Drop it! You will not get so close to our king until you have proven you are whose form you've taken."

Slowly, he set the phone on the floor, kicking it to him with hesitancy. This wasn't like Asgore. Something must have truly set him off for the king to act with such distrust and malice. All the prince could do was wait as the monster picked up the device and scrolled through the texts, gaze softening as he came to the realization that the monster before him was really Sans.

After a few tense moments, the king sighed, tossing the phone with precise accuracy before slumping back into the throne, a heavy sigh passing his frowning lips, "What is it you wished to discuss, Sans? And why have you taken the form of one of them."

The skeleton quickly snatched his phone from mid air before putting it in his hoodie pocket, focusing on the king once more. Sans slowly approached the throne, gazing curiously at him, "I have news about the mayor. Turns out the pitiful excuse of a man is gay. Who'd have thought huh? Figured you'd find it humerus. I had this gadget made a while back for investigating the murders, I apologize for not informing you sooner but I figured it tibia useful, but why did you react so violently just now?"

A tired sigh resounded through the room, a furry paw swiping over his face in exhaustion as the king composed himself, "There was.. an attack last night. Two guards were slaughtered at the border.. another was caught in the skirmish, but managed to defeat the intruders."

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