Chapter 8

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(Sans is 4 months pregnant)

Sans looked down at his belly. His belly was quite visible when his jacket was off and he was really stressed out about what he would do in the months to come. He then realized that his breathing was irregular and quickly attempted to calm himself down. Before he could though he felt Papyrus lay a hand on his shoulder.

"ARE YOU ALRIGHT BROTHER, YOU SEEM QUITE STRESSED ABOUT SOMETHING."
     "Oh sorry bro, I'm fine." Sans said with a forced smile.
"ARE YOU SURE SANS?"
     "Of course bro why would I lie to you?"

Sans then thought for a moment as Papyrus walked away. When did he get downstairs?
Sans really wasn't sure what the h*ll was going on anymore. He sighed deeply and said bye to Papyrus as he left the house for work.
    Yet another bone tiring day of work ahead of me, heh.
Since Sans couldn't use his magic he took a bus to Toriel's school.

_(Timeskip)___

Sans began to worry when he returned home to see Toriel leaving Sans and Papyrus's house. His worry then spiked when he saw the worried look on Papyrus's face.
"You good Paps?" What'd they talk about?
    "OH SORRY BROTHER, TORIEL TOLD ME THAT SHE WON'T BE ABLE TO COME THIS WEEK FOR COOKING LESSONS."
Phew.
Sans began to walk up the stairs "Sorry to hear that bro"
"YOU'RE GOING TO BED ALREADY? SANS ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE ALRIGHT, YOU HAVEN'T EVEN EATEN."
  "Sorry to worry ya Paps I'm all good, just tired.
   "IF YOU SAY SO, GOODNIGHT SANS."
"Night Paps."

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