Dawn approached upon a heavily dreary day as the weight of last night's events settled upon the residents of the underground. Those that chose to remain in silent vigil throughout the night trudged wearily back through the cave entrance, not one without a heavy heart as the tragedy left them bitter and angry. The humans were spineless, hateful bigots that would stop at nothing to oppress their kind, leaving many in fear of what would happen next. Only time would truly tell what would become of the monsters, but one thing was for sure: they would not go down without a fight.

A weary Asgore once more turned to the sky, sighing as dark clouds rolled forward, blocking out the sun's warm rays behind a wall of dreary clouds. Fitting, considering the circumstances, yet it did nothing to lighten the already somber mood. Cerulean orbs stared up at the sky, lost in tumultuous thoughts of revenge and battle. It had been eons since the war between humans and monsters, he not even being alive during that time to participate in such events.

Expression darkening, a light scowl on his face, he glared up at the ominous clouds as light drops rained down atop his form, soaking his fur and cloak as he remained standing despite the minor inconvenience. The humans had no doubt advanced in ways of weaponry, not to mention the sheer number of them. They would be at a severe disadvantage, their measly eight thousand no match for the hundreds of thousands of humans residing in the valley below. True, they had different and unique skills that the humans would not be prepared for, but the truth was that many were untrained in the ways of combat. The women and children alone would be unable to participate as they needed to be protected at all costs, he would not send them into harm's way just to die at the hands of the human militia.

Which brought about yet another dilemma. Where would they go? They could potentially stay behind underground during the war, but was that really wise? Although the monsters knew the terrain and had established shelter back in the mountainside, there was only one way to get in and out. It would be far too easy for the humans to seal off the cave entrance, once more trapping them underground, or even in the worst case scenario, cornering them underground and eliminating them one by one.

Truly they were at such a severe disadvantage that surviving such a war would be slim to none, the odds stacked so far against them that even he in all his three hundred years of wisdom could not deny. They would not survive as it was right now. They needed to regroup and strategize.

Turning on his heel, he stalked through the cave opening, his gait quick as he sped towards New Home to call upon his most trusted advisers and prepare for what was to come.

It took longer than he personally found necessary for the group to assemble, but not once did he lose his patience with those gathered, the people who were closest to his heart. He lounged in his recliner seemingly dazed as thoughts of war crossed his mind, his nostrils exuding smoke as his thoughts turned to worries, his confidence dampening at the prospect of more loss. The gentle paw of his wife gave him much needed peace as his tired mind ran through every possible scenario that lay out before them. A furry paw reached up to grasp hers gratefully and she hummed quietly in acknowledgement to his appreciation.

His vassals sat on the sofa nearby and in chairs pulled out from the kitchen, all gazing at the King in various emotions. Undyne watched Asgore with an intense gaze, her golden eyes smoldering with unvoiced determination, her hands clenched tightly with the dinosaur next to her. Unlike her lover, Alphys was doing her best to repress the overwhelming fear that was clawing at her stomach, the sheer magnitude of the decision at hand making her jittery with repressed trepidation. The only thing keeping her grounded at this point was Undyne's strong, scaly hand entwined with hers, squeezing tightly in a silent show of support and promise. Whether the two spoke of it or not, they both knew that no matter what they faced, they would face it together.

Papyrus sat on the other end of the leather sofa, his head resting against Mettaton's metallic torso, his intended's cool hands rubbing soothing strokes up and down the skeleton's arm while said skeleton held his lover close with an arm slung behind his waist, seeing as how it was the only way to get comfortable with the robot sitting up on the armrest. Piercing orange met striking violet as the two spoke through tender touches and comforting gestures: A twining of hands here, a hug there, reassuring one another through the language of touch, needing no words to be spoken as the two sought comfort from one another.

The only other attendee was Sans, his white pin pricks of light having disappeared long ago as his mind turned inwards to evaluate the news. He stayed leaning against the wall, appearing as if nothing was amiss, and yet inside his thoughts jumbled together into a mess of incoherent voices, fears, and stress. Thoughts of where to stow the peaceful citizens of Underground passed through his mind briefly, followed by the curiosity of who would be partaking in such a war. Despite his empty sockets, he still focused clearly on the other monsters in the room collectively assessing their reactions discreetly. His worry grew as he took in the fierce looking fish and anxious dinosaur, his fear growing to near panic as he watched Papyrus and Mettaton cuddle one another close as if this was the last time they would share a tender embrace. The older skeleton resolved himself to make sure his brother made it through this bloody battle, even including the tin can as it was that the two were soon to be wed. His mind blanked as he thought of his brother, the only surviving family he had left..

But that wasn't quite true. Mettaton was soon to join their family and even excluding him, he now had others to call 'family'. He gazed at Asgore and Toriel with slight hesitancy since he wouldn't be calling them mom and dad anytime soon, but yet they were a part of his pack, just like Flowey and Chara and...

As realization sank in, his soul clenched violently as a strong pull of despair threatened to take away any vestiges of sanity that remained. His breathing deepened minutely, his eye flickering between blue and gold as he bit back a crazed laugh, one of denial and insanity. How could he have forgotten? The most important person in his life- barring his brother- the woman to whom he owed their very lives, their freedom, their hope. His wife, the mother of his unborn child..

Frisk...

He snapped out of his thoughts as the deep, velvety voice of the King began to speak once more, "I realize this is a.. brash decision, but I will not stand for the injustice any longer. Our people deserve better than this. They- we deserve to live as does any other. The treatment of our kind has not gone unnoticed as you all know, but we cannot and will not tolerate this mistreatment a moment longer. This may be too much to ask of you all, and if any of you feel as though you cannot participate in the upcoming battle there will be no ill will towards you or your choices. However, this is for the good of the monsters, the end to our suffering, their cruelty, their undeserving reign over those they refuse to accept or understand. Please, feel free to speak your thoughts and opinions now."

At his encouragement, the yellow dino shifted uncomfortably and her shaky voice broke the silence of the room, "A-Asgore.. a-are you s-sure this i-is the only way? Th-There must be another w-way.."

The goat father shook his massive head, the deep furrow of his brow and heavy set scowl the only indication of his displeasure at this time, "You think I have not considered other alternatives? We have spent the better part of three years fighting for independence, for acceptance from a kind that would rather have us wiped from the face of the earth. No, Alphys, there is no other way."

An unusually quiet Undyne finally spoke up, her voice layered with contempt, "We have given many chances, overlooked many slights against us, this time we can disregard their actions no longer. How many more will they kill before their satisfaction is assured," she posed the question while looking into deep cerulean pools that sparkled behind heavy tears.

Papyrus chimed in as a heavy silence fell once more amongst the crew, "If this is what it takes, I will stand behind you, my lord."

Mettaton's frown deepened, his gaze hard as steel and a nod accompanied Papyrus' words, "I will support you with every fiber of my being." With a low murmur and a meaningful glance to the skeleton in his arms, he spoke, "Wherever you go, love, I shall follow.."

The two held each other closer all the while, disregarding anyone else as they shared a tender moment before the face of uncertainty. It was Sans who spoke next, his voice deep and soft, barely catching the ears of the monsters nearby.

"Well if we're gonna do this we need to prepare. So, what now? What's our next move?"

The royalty took a moment to gaze into each other's eyes before turning back to the others, their most loyal, loving, and supportive monsters ever. Gazing into each one's eyes, Toriel spoke softly, voice thick with emotion, "We gathered you here to discuss your roles in the upcoming battle. Obviously we want to be as prepared as possible. We understand that there will be much bloodshed, but we are heartened to know that you will stand by us in our time of need, not only as your king and queen but as your friends. The fact that you are here proves how strong your devotion is to the kingdom and whatever lies ahead we want you to know how deeply cherished your support and friendship is.."

Asgore nodded his agreement before looking to them all, "With that being said, we shall waste no more time and move on to the appointment of your roles."

He gazed into Undyne's fiery gaze, his frown lifting into a cheeky smirk, "For your years of dedicated service to our protection, your cunning, intelligence, and quick thinking, Undyne, you shall no longer be our chief of security, but instead you are hereby appointed commander of the monster army. Papyrus, you are also hereby stripped of your title as royal guard, but are reinstated as second in command to the monster army. You have proven your worth time and time again with your unwavering loyalty, sharp reflexes and profound skill. Your choices will be questioned by none save myself and Toriel," he paused for a moment then added as an afterthought, "Those here are obligated to attend strategic planning unless stated otherwise. Are we clear?"

The others murmured their acknowledgement and the conversation continued. Toriel gazed to the slightly concerned robot, noting the way his gaze lingered on the monster in his arms, his violet eyes dark and worried.

"Mettaton, you shall play a role of major importance as well. As the number one star of the Underground, we need you to broadcast our announcement to the citizens, everything from the news of war to relocation of the defenseless, every communication to the masses will be under your control. We know you will do us proud," she smiled softly, encouraging the startled monster.

A tiny noise caught everyone's attention as Alphys nervously cleared her throat, "Wh-what sh-shall I do, y-your highness?"

Asgore allowed his features to relax briefly, "Ah, yes, Alphys. You perhaps shall play one of the greatest roles of us all," he paused as she rushed to deny any importance on her part, but with an upturned hand she quieted and he continued once more, "You shall be in charge of our wounded, as no doubt there will be those who will sustain injuries that must be tended to. We know they cannot forcibly pull our souls to the forefront, but no doubt they will cause extensive damage to our corporeal forms. With their advanced weaponry we run the risk of being eliminated by sheer physical dismemberment."

Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and she hummed nervously, poking her claws together as her worry grew evermore present, "O-oh.. ye-yes, your majesty. I-I'll do anything in my power to help.."

He nodded and turned his gaze to Sans who had so far been eerily quiet. His eyes were still endless pools of darkness, no doubt his anxiety and distraught had caused him to retreat into himself. With a knowing grunt, he addressed his final subject, "You, Sans, shall be in charge of reconnaissance. Your stealth and teleportation, alongside your human form, will allow you a greater advantage when it comes to information gathering. You are to monitor the government's moves and report back to us any information that is essential to our plans. Is that understood?"

Sans nodded, his eye lights appearing once more, although they were no longer friendly, only cold and calculating, "Yes, your majesty."

Asgore nodded and stood slowly, his gaze piercing every soul in the room, "That is enough for today. We will reconvene tomorrow no later than noon. None of what was spoken here shall be repeated."

A chorus of affirmation resounded before the monsters began to leave with their respective partners. Sans made to leave but a furry paw on his shoulder caught his attention. He gazed back curiously at the goat father's serious expression and waited somewhat impatiently as Asgore found the right words.

"Sans, I know you're eager to get back home to your wife, but this is important. You must not speak of today's events to anyone, not even Frisk. Not until everything is set in place, after all it would do no good to rile her up, especially as her delivery draws near."

Sans nodded but kept quiet.

The paw on his shoulder tightened momentarily before Asgore let go, stepping back and dismissing his son-in-law. Without further ado, Sans left New Home in search of his wife.

With the two finally alone, Asgore left his paw outstretched to his mate, "Come, love. Let us retire for the day. Today's events have been most jarring and it would be nice to rest even if just a little."

Toriel gazed into his azure eyes, her crimson orbs reflecting warmth as she slowly took his hand and the two retired to their bedrooms for the rest of the day, the long night of vigil having worn down their spirits and their energy. Yet, as Asgore climbed into his own bed, the soft scraping of metal across wood drew his attention behind him where he found an expanse of mattress waiting for him. His eyes flashed in curious hope as he searched Toriel's smiling face, waiting for some sort of catch. She merely smiled wider and climbed onto the conjoined mattresses, molding her body to his as she threw a leg casually over his thigh while he reached out and drew her into his warm embrace, tears of stress, fear, and happiness falling from his eyes as she snuggled her head beneath his chin, her arms holding him close as well as she cried softly into his neck.

The two stayed that way for the rest of the day and night, entwined under the covers, a soft, loving warmth enveloping the two as they slept together for the first time in centuries.

~oOo~

Undyne opened the door to the lab, stalking in as per usual and stripped off her armor, hanging it on the armor stand by the door and turning to Alphys who stood in the doorway, her eyes focused on the tile beneath their feet. Yellow eyes narrowed slightly, Undyne's hand reached put slowly to her lover and pushed her lab coat aside, smiling down softly at the startled dinosaur who watched her with unrestrained surprise.

"Come on, hun. Don't get all spacey on me now, ok? How about I make us some ramen and we watch some mew mew kissy cutie?"

Alphys nodded hesitantly, her eyes sparkling as unbidden tears rose to the surface. She quickly looked away and shrugged out of her lab coat before moving to hang it on the hook, yet she refused to make eye contact after that. Her mind was still focused on the prospect of war, her mind clinging to the fear of what would happen to their friends, their family, her love.. Her soul gave a painful ache as she fret over the danger they were about to face. She hadn't been aware of the concerned gaze of her lover until she felt her body leaving the floor.

Undyne frowned and bent down to scoop up the short dino, earning a startled yelp from her lover as she was pulled into a pair of strong arms.

"U-Undyne! P-Put me d-down!"

Undyne smiled softly and nuzzled the top of Alphys' head, "Hmm... Let me think about it.. No."

Alphys snorted but stayed silent, the fact that she was picked up so easily spoke volumes of her girlfriend's strength, she wasn't quite the lightest monster around, and yet Undyne made it look so easy. It was quite flattering and incredibly sweet how gentle she was being. She couldn't help but snuggle into the crook of the fish's neck as a low rumble passed through her chest.

"A-are you l-laughing at me?" She huffed, pulling away to mock glare into golden eyes.

The fish just smiled and poked her cheek before flopping down on the couch, letting Alphys' back touch the plush cushion and effectively pinning her smaller frame beneath her taller form, "And if I was?"

The dino just huffed and looked away, pouting childishly until a scaly hand cupped her chin and eased her head back until their eyes locked once more. Smoldering gold danced with amusement and warmth as Undyne leaned forward ever so slowly, "You're cute, Al."

Alphys' gaze softened and she gasped lightly as Undyne's lips caressed hers slowly, lovingly. The cool flesh against her warm body made her whimper slightly and small hands reached up to clutch Undyne's signature tank top in fistfuls. The fish smiled against her lips and pulled back to kiss her nose, lips, forehead, and cheeks until Alphys was giggling incessantly beneath her.

Undyne withdrew slowly after brushing their noses together in an Eskimo kiss, "Now you sit your cute butt here and turn on something good okay? I'm gonna fix up some dinner."

As Undyne went to make dinner, Alphys snatched a few blankets up that were strewn haphazardly on the couch and turned on the giant TV, the one that she had used to follow Frisk around way before they were free. It was quite useful for an at home theater now-a-days, which was great considering they had plenty of anime to browse now. She settled on one of their favorite animals, an older classic called Inuyasha, but exciting nonetheless. Undyne came back holding two steaming cups of ramen as Alphys nervously held up the other end of a blanket that was already wrapped around her shoulders. Undyne happily accepted, snuggling into her lover's side as the two ate their dinner in relative peace and watched the plot unfold on the big screen. After dinner was finished, Undyne placed the two cups on the floor before pulling Alphys back to lay on her chest which made the dino giggle like a school girl and flush an adorable pink.

So many emotions overwhelmed the fish at once, desire for the monster in her arms, worry for her safety, fear for her life, yet a certain lingering love thrummed in her heart as the dinosaur bit her lip nervously, her azure gaze finding molten gold. Yes, Undyne could admit she was afraid to lose the woman she had come to love, at first as a friend, but now so much more. Raising a hand to cup smooth golden flesh, Undyne smiled despite her worry, determined to be strong for the two of them, to not let the future hold back their present. Whatever may come tomorrow, they had this night. One that she was determined not to pass by spent in fear.

"I love you, Al. Always remember that." She whispered gently to the slowly calming dino. Her soul throbbed softly as Alphys brought her into a loving kiss, one that overrode all the doubt, the fear, the worry that had been clouding their minds all morning. There was nothing else in this moment except two lovers caught in an age old dance of love and passion, a night spent in ardent desire. Two souls merged as one on that night, each separate being carrying a piece of their lover's energy in their own souls as the two bonded in the way that only monsters truly could. From that night on the two would be inseparable, in life or in death.

~oOo~

Papyrus urged Mettaton on through the dense snow of Snowdin, tugging his hand gently as he guided the stiff robot back to their home. One he wasn't sure he was going to live to see again.. but that was the least of his worries. As the news sunk in and vows were exchanged, Mettaton had suddenly clammed up, going stiff and guarded against everyone, his lover included. It killed Papyrus to watch as the normally cheerful man he had come to love hid himself from the world behind a mask of indifference. This was not the monster he fell in love with and he was determined to bring him back, ease his worries, and bask in one another's love. But first they needed to get home.

The duo made their way home, Papyrus quickly unlocking the door and leading them inside. For a moment he stopped in the doorway, a bout of nostalgia following. He glanced around the living room remembering all the good memories this place held. He smiled as he saw that stupid sock still in the corner, and a small chuckle escaped him as he imagined the fights he and his brother would get into over it. So many fights, cuddles, late night gaming sessions, so many fond memories were wrapped up in this home. Gentle fingers glided across the carved wood next to the door, the many ticks a mark of how much they had grown. A bitter smile spread across his face as he brushed the latest tick, the final one since he last growth spurt. His thoughts were troubled once again as he begrudgingly realized this might be the last time the brothers added more ticks, growth and experiences together.

It was a gentle brush of fingers against his hand that snapped him out of his depressing thoughts, and with a strained smile, he whispered an apology that was lingering with sorrow. The house just had too many memories for him to relax, and with an exhausted sigh, he quietly asked if the two could retire at Mettaton's home instead. The realization of death had shaken the skeleton to his core, and yet he didn't regret his decision to partake in the upcoming war, but he just couldn't stand to be in his childhood home any longer.

Mettaton's knowing orbs locked with his and a small smile confirmed their departure, the two locking up before heading back to Waterfall, to Mettaton's home. Their walk was slowed, however, as Mettaton came to a stop just above the hidden clearing where Papyrus had proposed. His hand tightened and with a quick glance back, the two made their way down the stone path to the sequestered alcove below.

It was just as the two had left it, the gentle stream cutting through the land around them, glowing softly as the water sparkled. The echo flowers littered the ground all around, whispering softly amongst themselves. Papyrus guided his lover back to the spot where they had proposed, helping him to sit before sitting behind him and tugging him into a warm embrace.

They were quiet for long moments, listening to the gentle babbling of the stream and the enchanting murmurs of the echo flowers, some of which repeated words of love that were left behind on their special night. Something about the sheer magic of this place seemed to soothe the lover's nerves, allowing them to relax against one another.

Papyrus lovingly stroked Mettaton's hair while said robot cuddled into his chest, snuggling against the warmth the skeleton provided. The two were silent for long moments of time, each focusing on just feeling one another's presence, until Papyrus broke the peaceful magic in the air.

"Mettaton, darling, I know this must be hard for you. The upcoming battle will be hard on us all, but you must understand, I will do whatever it takes to defend our people, our loved ones.. I'll do anything to keep you safe," he whispered the last part as his grip tightened.

Mettaton had stiffened at his words, and a harsh look crossed his features. Shifting in Papyrus' grasp, he twisted around to level a hearty glare up into orange eyes blazing with ferocity and protection. It was just a sham, his anger a mask for the overwhelming worry that came long with having someone precious facing the front lines.

"You say that, but what would happen if, heavens forbid, you.."

He couldn't bare to finish that thought and he stubbornly turned away, oily tears leaking from the corners of his eyes. A bony hand reached out to cup metallic cheek, gently guiding his face to look at him once more. Mettaton stubbornly clenched his eyes shut, not wanting to face the reality that his intended could be pulled from his side so soon.

Papyrus leaned forward pressing his forehead against his, a shaky sigh passing his teeth before he whispered a soft plea.

"Baby, look at me.."

The robot shook his head, tears still falling and hiccuping sobs catching in his throat. Papyrus' heart broke at the sight. He never wanted to hurt him in such a way, but it was his duty, his honor to protect the monsters. Yes, he had to accept the fact that he could inevitably die in battle, but it seemed as though it was tearing apart the monster in his arms.

"My love, please open your eyes. See me, feel me.." He whispered grabbing the robotic hand and pressing it against his bony chest. It seemed to work as Mettaton slowly cracked open his eyes, using his other hand to wipe away the tears that kept coming.

Papyrus smiled calmly, gently all the while Mettaton could feel the pulse of his soul, strong and powerful underneath his hand.

"My heart, my soul, everything that I am belongs to you. I give you my love, devotion, protection, my life even. So do not fear what is to come. Shall I fall, I will always be by your side, waiting until the day that we join again, side by side in the afterlife."

He took a moment to brush away a few tears before leaning forward to press his teeth against his love's before continuing, "Do not think of the future or we shall live in misery. Be with me here, now."

The robot faltered momentarily before flinging himself into Papyrus' tender arms, sobbing softly now as he took comfort in the fact that they were here together. All they had were these moments and damn it all if they were going to be spent worrying over what was to come.

The lovers spent the rest of the evening alone in their own little world, reassuring one another that they were alive, that they were loved, that nothing would ever change that.

~oOo~

Shortly after their conversation with the King, Sans made his way to the make-shift daycare where he knew Frisk was tending to the children alongside Flowey and Chara.
He stopped inside the doorway watching as she read the children a story from the human's world. She was so engrossed in the story that she didn't seem to see him, but he delighted in the fact that her eyes seemed to sparkle as she gazed at the children with clear love and adoration in her eyes. His smile widened as he watched her hand lovingly caress the large bump she was now sporting, and his heart fluttered at the thought of her reading to their child someday in the future. He waited patiently as she concluded the story with a knight in shining armor coming to rescue the damsel in distress. He bit back a scoff at the human world's creativity, it was always some sort of helpless female and macho guy overcoming the obstacles to reach the girl. How cliché.

As her tale concluded, she shut the book gently and rose from her seat, her movement accompanied by a kind hand on her arm by Chara, and a bubbly plant attached to her shoulder. As the pregnancy had progressed, she had been near inseparable from her two siblings, and they protected her fiercely, especially concerned with Frisk's pregnancy since she could no longer do basic activities without becoming overly exhausted. The fact that she still came every day to tend to the children warmed his cold soul, and he couldn't help but teleport behind her, wrapping her in his bony arms as he planted a loving kiss to her temple.

"Guess who?"

Her giggle filled him with happiness, especially when she turned in his arms and planted a sweet kiss to his cheek. "I knew it was you."

Chara snorted but greeted him with a friendly smile, "Hey, comedian. It's time for Frisk to head home. Mind taking her?"

Sans nodded even while Frisk protested ad soon the couple were standing in their bedroom, alone for the first time in a while. She threw her hands up and grumbled something along the lines of stupid monsters that didn't care about her opinion, but he couldn't help but chuckle at her childish antics as she pouted and sat on the bed with arms crossed.

"Don't be mad, love. After all, we haven't had much time together. It's been pretty hard you know?"

She glanced his way, but held her pout, "Yeah, you're right, but you could have at least let me say goodbye."

He walked over to the bed and sat beside her, laughing as her head turned the other way. He pulled her body to his, twisting until she was wrapped in his arms, her back to his chest and his hands happily caressing her swollen belly. He didn't miss the contented sigh and soft cooing as she spoke softly to their child.

"You know, we still haven't thought of a name yet. We probably should, it feels like he'll come any day now."

Sans smiled and nuzzled her hair, "What makes you so sure it's a boy? What if it's a little girl?"

Frisk snorted but replied cheekily, "Its gotta be a boy. With the way he moves its gotta be your son."

His hands gently caressed her stomach, slowly, reveling in the movement fluttering underneath his hands.

"Well, do you have any ideas, love?"

Her brow furrowed but she entwined their fingers together and hummed softly, "Well they're not set you know, but I was thinking for a boy, maybe it could be Sora? What do you think?"

"I'm not sure.. let's think of a few more, okay? But what if it's a girl?"

She smiled happily and nodded, "Well even if it's a girl, what about Nova?"

He thought it over for a moment, "Cute. Let's think of more though?"

She nodded and snuggled closer, a yawn passing her lips, "Yeah... maybe.. but let's take a nap first?"

He laughed softly and used his magic to pull the blankets over their tired forms as they lied down on the bed, her head on his chest and his arm circling her back, "Sure thing, babe. Anything for you."

But she was already fast asleep, leaving him alone to thoughts of love and family while he forcefully pushed aside any thought of war and what the future would hold.

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Hey everyone! The long awaited chapter is finally here, haha. It's been a while, did you miss me? :p just kidding, I'm sure some of y'all are probably mad that it's taken so long, and for that I apologize. I'm irresponsible and lazy, but I'm trying.
Hopefully it was still entertaining enough, I tried to make this chapter long to make up for the wait. Plus the angst!

BUT I HAVE A CHALLENGE FOR YOU GUYS!

I'd love to have your input on baby names, so I'm gonna list a few and see how y'all like them. Feel free to add any suggestions as Well!

So here goes:

Boy: Sora, Shadow, Crowe, Grimm

Girl: Nova, Ellie, Stella, Lily, Raven

Thank you to everyone who has stuck by throughout my weird upload schedule 😅