Katie appeared in a modest dress and looked over at the pair. She had makeup on and her hair in a crown braid.
"So are you ready to go or should I wait?" Katie asked as she looked over at Muffet. She noticed something behind her and Sans was there in a suit. This made her turn around.
"Sans? What are you doing? I remember you saying you didn't want to go." The woman said as she came up to her husband. The collar around her neck jiggled a little when she did.
"Arachne, puncle Sans is here!" Spencer shouted. A squeal of excitement could be heard and the little spider girl ran out of her room as fast as her little legs could carry her. She hugged Sans around the legs, and he smiled and picked her up.
"I'm taking this little one to Papa-Papyrus' place." Sans said, tickling her little belly. She giggled, just like her mother did when she was little. "Go get your stuff." She leapt down and ran to her room.
"But why the suit? Are you coming with us to see Trump?" Katie asked her husband. Spencer chuckled slightly and said, in a sarcastic, falsely formal voice.
"You do of course mean Mr. President. He is the leader of this country and is going to make America great again." Spencer said, a massive grin on his face.
"Don't test me, this is my 38th time to see him in a month... And I know he never listens..." Katie said, angry. Spencer's grin broadened. His eyes glinted like an evil genius.
"I got a plan for that..." Was all he said. He looked over at his cousin in law. "Thanks for scaring that bitch Linda, she had that coming."
"I made it so she never insults the twins. I could do the same for Arachne." Katie offered. Sans laughed.
"She would do it too." He agreed. Spencer shook his head.
"I'll handle that particular dilemma." He said, again with an evil genius look in his eye.
Katie looked at her cousin with a worried look. She wasn't sure if Furorem Vis would come back, only because she saw the black mist that around Spencer before she and Asriel broke the barrier.
"Hey, I really don't like that look." Katie said in a calm and foreboding voice. Sans looked at his wife and gave her a side hug, pulling her waist closer to his own. He knew she could sense something wrong or she was just jumpy because of Trump. He remembers every time she would come home and how she would rant about that man, as well as how she was going to kill him.
"Oh, nothing bad's gonna happen. I've just been thinking about how to solve both asshats." Spencer said, catching the look Katie had. He looked at Muffet. "You okay now? Do you wanna come and see the president and his associates?" He asked her. She nodded and wiped away the tears with her top set of arms. She then walked off to get ready to go. Half an hour later, they were all ready to go, Arachne included, as she was going to sleep over with her cousins.
Katie had a look that would make everyone worry she was ready to murder everyone she was in the room with. Sans wasn't worried whatsoever, because he knew she was a volcano when it can to wanting to murder someone. She was just keeping herself calm for the meeting.
"I see you yelling at the president." Sans said quietly and Katie looked at him, snorting slightly. She knew she might have to just to get through the miles thick skull of the womaniser just to get her point across. Katie looked back at Spencer, nodding her head to see if he was ready.
The meeting was more or less a party that transitioned to a live debate. The damn president's ego was so big that he decided to broadcast all his meetings. Some of them live. And tonight was no exception. Katie and Spencer left the party and entered the stage. They sat next to one another in simple white cushioned chairs. Trump had a golden throne to sit on. He never called it that, but everyone else did. The amount of lights shining on them would have made even Mettaton blush. Spencer was blinded, and started to squint slightly. Trump was always squinting.
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AfterDuo
AdventureSecond book of the Duo series. Ten years have pasted sense The barrier has been released and now the cousins are dealing with being ambassadors.