A/N: fluff involved

Literally a filler chapter sorry!

-em x

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Frisk sat up, and saw Sans next to her. She intertwined her fingers with his, and lay there contently. After a few moments of silence, Frisk leaned over the sleeping skeleton and kissed him to wake him up. He slowly opened his eyes, and pushed Frisk away when he realised what was happening.

"sorry kiddo. don't think you wanna kiss me till i've brushed my teeth, heh..."

Frisk frowned, and practically pounced on Sans. She put her finger over her lips, and kissed him anyway. Sans lay on the bed, whilst Frisk kissed him passionately.

In a swift motion, Sans flipped Frisk over, and began to take control of the "situation".

"Kissing burns 2.3 calories a minute. Wanna w...work out, Sans?"

"Are you calling me fat...?"

Frisk quietly giggled at Sans' reaction.

"Welp. I guess I could hit the gym more. Frisk? Wanna be my personal trainer? Heh..."

Frisk erupted into peals of laughter. She sat up, and Sans carried her bridal style downstairs. Sans lay Frisk on the sofa, and went into the kitchen. Frisk sat up, and Sans entered the room again with a packet of marshmallows and a bottle of ketchup. He'd gotten the TV fixed, and had stolen one of Alphys' movies from above-ground. The two of them sat there watching "Amelie", and laughed, cried and sat in utter silence as the movie progressed. When any "scenes" appeared, Sans would distract Frisk with a kiss, and would always be making sure she was content.

When the movie was over, Sans picked Frisk up again, and carried her to the Riverman/Riverwoman. No one knew their gender, so they'd been nicknamed River by Sans and Frisk.

"Tra la la. I love to ride in my boat. Care to join me?"

"Uh... yeah... Can you take me and Frisk to Hotland please?"

The boat set off, the tiny feet on the bottom were running as fast as they could.

"Tra la la. Come again~*"

The couple left with the singsong voice of River in their minds. They quietly walked to MTT Resort, where Sans took Frisk up the elevator. No one had ever been up there, and that was because it was Mettaton's private pent house. Sans had talked him into borrowing it, in exchange for Papyrus information.

There was a large double bed, with the colour scheme of pink, black and a silvery-grey. On the bed were two outfits: a black tux with a pale blue tie, and a pair of formal blue trousers paired with a magenta shirt covered in ruffles. Sans handed Frisk the trousers and the shirt, and took the tux for himself. They got changed in separate rooms, and afterwards, Sans escorted his beautiful girlfriend down to dinner. They sat and talked for hours over many delicious meals.

"Hey Frisk?"

"Mmm?" Frisk mumbled over a mouthful of food.

"Do you ever miss the surface world?"

"No not really... I like it down here! It's nice. Honestly, I don't want to leave. I have Papyrus, who's like a brother, all my other friends, like Alphys and Undyne, and I have you, and I could never want more!"

"God... Frisk... I love you, kid"

"I... I love you too, Sans. I love you too..."

After dinner, they went up to Mettaton's room, as he'd said they could stay there for the night. Frisk climbed into the bed, exhausted from the day. She'd gotten back into her regular sweater and her shorts, and was already asleep.

Sans had gotten changed too. He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her closer. They slept happily together, neither waking up.

"Good morning, Frisk..."

"Mornin' Sansy..."

"Cmon. Let's get up. I want breakfast."

"Haha okay. Me too. Can we have-"

"Pancakes? Yeah. Let's go home."

They walked to River again, took the boat back to Snowdin, and went home. They sat down on the sofa, and stayed there, content in the silence.