You were so entranced by the snow and the still falling ice crystals that you didn't even hear when Sans snuck up behind you.

"Ya see anything ya like out there, ___?"

"Just...the snow Sans. It's so pretty!" You reply. You were surprised that you weren't scared by this, but kind of glad at the same time. The fact you had been drinking a hot cup of coffee at that moment made you so lucky to have not been startled by your skeleton boyfriend.

"Yea, snow up here is just beautiful. The way the sun shines on it, it just...leaves me speechless!" Sans said, taking a seat next to you.

"It is, but once it starts melting it isn't too pretty. The ground gets muddy, large mounds of snow are piled together, and all the children's snowmen melt away," you say. "But it is nice while it lasts! Seeing the kids laughing and playing like they're supposed to. My old boyfriend never liked kids. Whenever I brought it up he'd just start an argument and give me a long boring lecture on how "disgustingly horrible" kids are. You don't think that, do you, Sans?"

"Not at all! Frisk is only ten and they saved us all! That's enough proof for me that kids are fine, besides, I'm too lazy to assume anything otherwise," Sans told you, shrugging, his ever-present grin plastered on his face. You smiled.

"I'm glad for that. Have you ever thought of what kind of parent you'd be? A strict dad? Laid back? Over-protective? What?" You ask. He stared at you, his smile a little less prominent.

"Uuuhmmm...hehe...I never thought of t-that. Maybe, o-over protective and a l-little laid back," he said, slightly nervous. He turned to look at the window trying to keep his face from your view.

"Sans! Do you really thi-...oh my god! Sans!!" You said, bursting into laughter. He glared at you, his skull resembling a clear summer sky.

"N-n-no! I'm not thinking that! What are you t-talking about!?" He snapped back, flustered. You still laughed away, falling onto the floor.

"Saaaans! Help me! I'm...laughing too hard!" You said in between laughs. You felt yourself get lifted off the ground and you stopped laughing immediately.

"S-sans? What's happening! Why am I floating!?" You ask, terrified. You see his eye glowing a bright luminescent blue, only every once in a while flickering to a dandelion yellow. You sighed.

"I meant give me a hand Sans, not use your magic," you said. You then see a skeleton hand plop below you.

"OH GOD!!" You scream. He laughed, picking it up and putting it back in place. What fascinated you was the flash of blue magic that seemed to attach the hand back to his arm. His magic stopped suddenly as he let you fall into his arms.

"I see you're really falling for me!" Sans said. You punched him.

"Shut up!" You grinned wide.

"I don't think I want to, but I will for you," he said. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead before setting you back on your feet.

"Thanks Sans," you said. "You have breakfast in the fridge," you continued.

"Alright," he said. He went to get the plate from the fridge and heat it up a little before digging in.

He came back into the room holding a plate.

"Let's dig in!"