MillieRenny (Staringback) submitted this short fanfiction based on SOLYGBM's one shots:
Since the couch is taken, Sans and Frisk sit on the rug near the fire, with Sans supplying them with some wine. Frisk is blissfully happy. It’s her first Christmas in years since she’s left Derek and tells Sans that.
Sans kinda laughs, but there’s no humor to it. “We always wondered what your story was... you scared still?”
Frisk hesitates before she nods her head. “There’s a chance he could find me.”
Sans stiffens. “He can find you, but now you have friends who ain’t gonna le5 him touch you. We’ll know he’s in town the moment his foot touches our area. Like it or not, you are stuck with us, so you better get used to this ugly face of mine.”
Frisk smiles, feeling a little bit easier and there a warmth pounding her in heart at his words. Safety. And love. His words are sincere.
She places a hand on his face. “You aren’t ugly.”
A blush appears on his face. “Did you think we did okay?”
Frisk tilts her head. “With what?”
Sans gestures to the tree and presents. “Believe it or not, this is our Christmas in years too. We just ...never left the need to celebrate ... till now. You and your children... thanks for wanting us to put up the stupid Christmas tree. Can you believe we actually had fun doing it? That’s your fault too.”
Frisk blushes, giggling, her Soul getting warmer.
Sans holds up his glass. “To new beginnings.”
And before Sans can rap his glass to hers, Frisk leans forward and kisses him.
“To new beginnings.” Frisk repeated after she pulls away.
Sans turns bright red, his SOUL beating so fast, but before he can say a thing both hear the quiet giggling of B.B. and Dacy.
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2019-01-06 05:23:44 +0000