As morning light filtered into the crowded room, Frisk let out a loud groan and rolled onto her side, successfully squashing her bony husband in the process. Sans wheezed at the unexpected weight and hurriedly rolled them both so that they were now on their sides. The two shared a sleepy laugh while the hybrid cozied up once more into her lover's arms. With lazy movements, the skeleton placed a tender kiss to her brow, smiling softly at her pleased hummed.

"Good morning, love. It's time to wake up," He whispered softly so as not to wake the other tenants sleeping on the King's bed.

"Five more minutes.." She whined as she threw her leg over his hips and curled an arm possessively around his spine.

His warm smile was lost upon the dazed woman as he gently brought his arms around her in a similar manner. The two stayed huddled in a tangle of limbs as Sans' mind slowly awoke to the ever brightening glow coming from the window. Even if he wanted to go back to sleep, he knew that there were important things that must be done today, so with a reluctant sigh, he untangled himself from her grasp and slowly rose from the bed after checking to make sure the King and Queen hadn't been disturbed.

He allowed himself to stretch, his spine popping pleasantly while he quickly snatched up his shirt from the floor. The movement making his gym shorts settle a bit more lowly on his hips, but he didn't seem to mind. Last night he had finally gotten some decent sleep knowing that his wife was awake and healthy, but in a weird state, she had huffed and clawed at his shirt throughout the night, only quieting down when he removed the garment and pulled her flush against his rib-cage. To him the meaning was lost, but he just assumed that after being in a semi-coma, maybe she just wanted to feel his body beside hers. Regardless, he haphazardly tossed the shirt over his bones before carefully scooping up the once again sleeping girl.

He slowly made his way out of the royalty's room, moving further down the dimly lit hallway until they made it to the bathroom. Carefully setting Frisk on the toilet, he turned and began to run water for a bath, since it had been quite some time since her last shower and what with all the blood and dirt, he figured she'd appreciate the kind gesture. He gently shook her shoulder and gave her an encouraging smile, "Baby, wake up. There's a nice warm tub with your name written on it."

She grumbled lowly before falling back into a peaceful silence, only making the skeleton frown slightly. He tried again, "Come on, sleepyhead. We gotta get ya cleaned up."

This time he earned a low growl and a muffled curse. With a small sigh, he shook her a bit more firmly, "Last warning. Time to get up."

Her eyes opened just a bit and she hissed in annoyance, "Don't wanna. Leave me alone.."

Sans huffed impatiently, but figured that simply tossing her into the bath would be a bit harsh, especially since she was still recovering. He helped ease the girl out of her shirt and bra, smiling softly at her tiny bump where their child grew. He then moved farther south, gently sliding off her pants and panties. With a muffled groan, he absentmindedly recalled that it had been a while since she had been naked on display for his hungry eyes.

Shaking his head, he gave a small sigh, he wouldn't let himself get carried away by such thoughts, especially while she was recovering. Picking up the girl once more, he set her into the warm water and turned off the faucets before opening one of the cabinets and grabbing a spare washcloth.

He let out a small chuckle at the overabundance of toys that were crammed into the back of the closet, knowing that at one time they had taken care of small children. It was no wonder that they had a large amount of fluffy towels, soaps, and brushes, they must have taken great care to keep their fur sleek and well groomed. Not that he was complaining, it just allowed him to grab a few necessities before heading back to his sleepy wife.

She rested gently in the tub, making no effort to move, so he dipped the washcloth into the water, wringing it slightly before pouring a helping of lavender scented body wash onto the fabric. Dunking it once more, he squeezed until he had a nice lather and began to clean her body, starting from her face all the way down to her chest. He tenderly lifted each arm working the soap along her flesh soothingly as he washed away the caked dirt. Frisk let out a pleased hum as she soaked in the warmth and careful attentions of her husband, and he in turn gave a gentle smile as he worked on cleaning her hands. It didn't take long for her to relax until she was practically putty in his hands, his bony hands and cloth easing her tension and making her giggle softly.

When he finally finished washing the rest of her body, albeit with a faint blush adorning his cheeks, he drained the now thoroughly dirtied water and ran a new bath, making sure Frisk was comfortable and warm.

When the tub was filled once more, he leaned her back until her hair was soaked before applying a liberal amount of shampoo to her lengthy locks, pausing only when he visibly saw the scar running horizontally across the base of her skull. He stilled momentarily and cursed himself yet again for his failure to protect the one he held dear, but before he could wallow in self-deprecation, he focused back on the task at hand. Sans worked the soap into a thick lather, dunking her head once more to thin it out just a tad. The moment bony fingers met scalp, Frisk let out a satisfied moan and leaned into his touch. He laughed softly, his cheeks blushing stronger now, but he kept up the task until the water ran clear.

He drained the tub after rinsing her body once more before wrapping her into a fuzzy towel. He laughed at the girl snuggled into the towel since it wrapped over her frame twice, almost three times since it was obviously made for the two goat monsters.
He gently toweled off the shivering girl and set her on his lap while he carefully brushed her hair, grateful that she was finally coming to. As nice as this all had been, they still had a busy day ahead of them, and he silently hoped that Frisk would go along with it.

Speaking of, said girl yawned loudly and smacked her lips before turning sleepy eyes to her bony husband, "Mmm.. That's nice."

Giving an encouraging smile, he brushed her hair through a few more times before setting the comb on the counter-top, "Glad you liked it. But it's time to get up. We need to get settled in at Pap's place."

Giving another pitiful yawn, she stood weakly and let herself be dressed by the skeleton. Thankfully, he had grabbed a few sets of clothes that they had left here in the Underground. Nothing much, just an old purple shirt Napstablook had given her with the words 'Not feelin' up to it now. Sorry..' in big bold letters, and a pair of leggings. Ushering her to the sink, he handed her a toothbrush and some toothpaste before leaving the room to leave a note for her parents explaining where they were going.

When Sans came back, Frisk was done brushing her teeth and they just smiled lazily at one another. He was grateful that she was finally conscious, she was happy to have such a caring husband.

"Come on, sweetheart. We need to go get settled in." He held out his hand and waited until she slipped her hand into his bony one. He pulled her into his chest, making sure she wouldn't see the scenery change before teleporting them back to Snowdin. As the pair of them separated, they were happy to find she wasn't sick from the teleportation. Sans went ahead and knocked on the door, not really expecting a response. He knocked twice before a shuffling was heard from inside.

"WHO'S THERE?" The younger skeleton asked although a yawn broke his speech.

"Lettuce."

"LETTUCE WHO?" He asked groggily.

"Lettuce in, it freezin'!"

Sans chuckled loudly as his brother started on a tirade about his horrible puns. Frisk smiled and giggled behind her hands as the door was flung open. Papyrus, normally the ever cheerful host, merely stepped back and left the door wide open before shuffling back to the couch where a passed out robot, snuggled underneath a thick blanket, awaited. The couple walked in after him and shut the door in its wake. While Papyrus got cozied back on the couch, curling up into Mettaton's lap, he motioned for the other two to go on to their old rooms.

Skeleton and hybrid climbed the staircase as quietly as possible so as not to wake the tired couple. Once upstairs they hurried into Sans' old room where the two busied themselves with opening up the window to clear the stuffy air and giving everything a light dusting. Well Frisk dusted, although Sans didn't really see the point. Either way, the two of them spent the rest of the morning tidying up the room and rummaging through the dresser in search of leftover clothes. Finding none, Sans volunteered to return to the surface to grab the essentials since they would have to spend the rest of her pregnancy underground. Frisk tried to convince the skeleton to let her go with him, but he sternly refused and vanished into thin air.

With a huff, the girl laid on the bed letting her hand splay across her stomach. Her thoughts quickly shifted to their unborn child, a smile gracing her features as she rubbed her bump affectionately.

Only four months.. That's an awful short time for a pregnancy.. although maybe with it being half monster and half human, it'll take longer?

She hummed softly as she reclined back on the blue sheets. They'd have so much to do. They'd need to decide on names, get some clothes, a crib.. oh god, what if the child can teleport like it's father?

When Sans finally returned with a suitcase full of clothes, her laptop, and other little items, he found his wife biting her nails and looking at her stomach worriedly. He was quick to rush to her side and find out what was wrong, only laughing and offering reassuring words that they would handle whatever was thrown at them. They'd figure out names and gather necessities closer to her due date. Frisk nodded and snuggled into his arms for a short while until the two of them had to unpack their belongings.

The two of them worked quietly, but happily. Being back in their old home brought back happy memories. Movie marathons, cook offs, training, and even just bad puns and gaming sessions were all that ran through their minds. This place, although more of a curse for the monsters, had been their home, the place of such wonderful memories, everything they had lived through. Where their future had begun.

When the last of their belongings had been put away, the skeleton wrapped bony arms around his wife, "We still have a few more things to do today, then we can come back and rest."

"Well what else do we have to do?" She sighed, wanting nothing more than to spend the rest of the day lounging and generally relaxing.

Sans frowned before sighing, "We need to go see Alphys."

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A/N: Honestly I've been pretty busy with everything going on. My mom had a heat stroke a few days ago and my dad ended up coming home upset for the last couple days and with a messed up foot. I managed to mess up my knee pretty bad and have to help my brother with his college work, so it's been pretty hectic 😞 Not to mention it's hurricane season here on the east coast, so we've stocked up just in case we do get hit.

Anyways thought A bit of fluffy sweetness would be nice.