A Monster To Love

Chapter 3: Stay With Me

That same night...

Sans closed his bedroom door, leaning his back against it as he slowly lowered himself towards the floor. Frisk was on his mind: her smile, her lips, her confidence, every little thing.

"Jesus, that girl can kiss," Sans sighed.

"SANS?! WHAT GIRL ARE YOU TALKING OF?!" Papyrus yelled from behind the door. Sans's eyes widened, and he leapt off the floor, not wanting to answer.

"I- uh," Sans stammered. "I don't know what you mean, Paps." Papyrus opened the door to a Sans with cheeks shaded a soft blue.

"YOU WERE TALKING OF A GIRL WHO YOU SAID YOU HAD KISSED?!" Papyrus reminded him, making Sans's cheeks darken, but a smile graced his face at the memory.

"NYEHEHEHEHH! YOU ARE GRINNING! WHO IS THIS LADY?"  Papyrus inquired.  Sans's hand went to rub the back of his neck.

"You see right through me, Paps." Sans laughed, his blush fading lighter.  Papyrus rolled his eyes.  Sans chuckled again before inhaling deeply and closing his eyes, preparing for the reaction.

"It's Frisk, Papyrus," Sans stated bluntly.  He waited for Papyrus to react, to yell, to do anything, and he did.

But Sans didn't expect it.

He ran over to Sans, squealing, and embraced him happily.  All of Sans's anxiousness melted away, and he hugged his brother back.

"THIS IS AMAZING! I AM SO EXCITED THAT YOU HAVE FINALLY FOUND SOMEONE THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY!" Papyrus squealed like a little girl.

"You're not angry that Frisk and I kissed?" Sans checked. Papyrus looked at him like he was crazy.

"WHY WOULD I BE MAD THAT MY BROTHER HAS FOUND A LOVER IN OUR CLOSEST HUMAN FRIEND?" Papyrus assured him. Sans blushed a blue when Papyrus used the word 'lover' to describe them.

Sans shrugged, smiling.

"I don't know, bro. I was kinda nervous."

"DON'T EVER BE NERVOUS TO EXPRESS YOUR FEELINGS! NOW, I MUST GO PICK UP THE SPAGHETTI I HAVE MADE FOR YOU." With that, Papyrus ran out of the room.

Sans shook his head, chuckling.

He leapt to his bed, still smiling wide as he dozed off for a quick evening nap.

~

"Frisk, my child, why is your smile so wide today?" Toriel queried while a small smile dawned on her face. Frisk blushed.

"I-It's nothing, I s-swear," Frisk nervously stuttered. She was aiming her head to the floor so Toriel couldn't see her smiling.

"Ah, ah, ah! What happened today? Is there a boy?" Toriel smiled knowingly. Frisk blushed a hard red.

"Maybe..." she caved. 

"I knew it! My child, who is this boy that we talk of?" Toriel asked, excited that she has her first crush.  Frisk gulped.

"It's, uh, it's no one," Frisk tried to avoid it.

Toriel raised an eyebrow.

"Who is it, my child?" Toriel asked once again.  Frisk let loose a sigh of defeat.

"It's Sans."

Toriel smiled.

"I knew you two would eventually get together!" She excitedly exclaimed.  "Oh, I'm so excited!" Frisk giggled.

"You're not mad?" Frisk asked in uncertainty.

"Oh, no, my child, I could never be mad.  However, if he does happen to break your heart, I will break every little bone in his body." Toriel smiled.  Frisk laughed nervously.