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Morning came all too quickly for the sleepy couple. It came in the form of Papyrus hauling a half asleep Sans out of bed while he kicked and shouted obscenities all the way out the door. Frisk was in no better shape since Chara had rushed into the room and practically body slammed her dazed sister. She let out a loud "Oof" before falling back against the mattress face first. She let out an audible growl and ran after Chara. She rushed down the stairs, forgetting she was only in a tank top and her striped undies.

"Chara get back here! I swear when I catch you you'll be begging for MERCY!" She shouted, drawing all eyes to her. The group that had come to support the bride to be blushed and turned away awkwardly at the scene unfolding before them. Asgore, Flowey, Undyne, Alphys, Muffet and Toriel were all waiting for the fight to finish, but before it could drag on their goat mother stood up and carefully plucked Frisk up by the back of her shirt, "My child, have some decency! You barely have on any clothes!"

Frisk's face flushed completely in a scarlet blush. Her heart sank and her struggling ceased. Her mother set her down, and without any prompting, she sprinted up to her room and closed the door, slamming it in her haste. Alphys, Undyne, and Muffet climbed up after the embarrassed hybrid, hoping to be able to help on her special day. This left the little family downstairs by themselves.

The Queen then turned her attention to her newest child. Chara gulped at the fierce look in the goat's ruby eyes. It was quite a drastic difference how when she was truly mad her eyes turned darker, almost a dark bloody color instead of their normal pale ruby red. Her eyes now told how pissed she truly was.

Chara turned to run, but her mother was faster. She snatched the human up quicker than Chara had ever seen anything move before. She cried out in fear and fought to free herself. When that wasn't working she cried out in panic, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Don't hurt me, please!" Her frantic crying and ceaseless struggling only making the rest of the group fall silent in shock. The goat mom set her down quickly, not wanting to scare her child anymore than she already had. Chara crumpled to the floor, holding herself into as tight a ball as she could while trying to quiet her crying. In her mind she wasn't underground, she didn't have a new loving family, she was taken back all those years ago, reliving the abuse that she suffered day after day. She struggled to stay quiet, but she feared that if she kept making noise that she would be beaten harsher than she already expected to be.

Toriel's eyes widened in horror at the scene before her. Dropping to her knees, she pulled the trembling girl into her large arms and cooed softly in an attempt to stop her violent shaking. Asgore and Flowey stayed close to the Queen and tried their best to reassure the frantic woman that she was safe. Flowey let his vines wrap around her wrist, but when she reacted violently he pulled away as if he had been burned.

He used his vines to travel up to her ear and whispered calming, soothing words. It seemed to help as her shaking lessened and her thrashing became less forceful. He kept talking her down from her fit and when she finally had calmed down, her tearful gaze turned to him. He was pretty sure if he had a beating heart, it would shatter right then and there at her broken and haunted gaze. His little leaves wrapped around her cheek and he kissed it gently, not knowing what else to do to help the broken woman. She stiffened for a brief moment but when her mother and father squeezed her gently in their arms she relaxed. The group stayed huddled together until they were certain the girl was calm. When they finally moved back, Toriel gently called out to the girl.

"My child, what was that just now? We would never hurt you."

Chara nodded but refused to meet their worried gazes, "I know. I-I know. I'm okay now, really. You should go check on Frisk, I'm just going to get some water."

The two goats looked at one another in hesitation, but Flowey piped up, "Don't worry, I'll stick around. You guys go on up. We'll be there in a bit."

With a bit of reluctance, their parents left them alone while they went upstairs to help Frisk get ready. Flowey stayed still on her shoulder, not exactly knowing what to say. What they had witnessed was something raw and tragic to say the least. He had never expected such an outburst like that from the woman who was usually so calm and collected. When he found the courage to speak, she silenced him before he could even try.

"Please, don't ask. I really don't want to talk about that. At least not today, today is supposed to be a happy event and it will stay that way." She whispered softly. Flowey nodded and wrapped a vine around the back of her neck so he wouldn't fall off. They started up the stairs and went to check on their sister.

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Frisk was up in Sans' room quickly throwing on a pair of his gym shorts and pulling over one of his t-shirts that riddled the floor. She never felt more grateful that he never bothered to put anything away than she had in this moment. When she had just finished finding something that didn't smell entirely of hotdog, the door burst open from an overly hyped Undyne. The group piled into the room and a feeling of dread settled in her stomach. She tried to dash out of the room, but four arms grabbed her by the waist, spinning her around so quickly that it made her head spin. She looked into the face of the spider monster and noticed her tight lipped grin.

"Now, now dearie. There's no sense in running. I'll just catch you over and over again in my spider dance.." her voice as sweet as honey, but the gleam in her eyes told a whole other story.

Frisk gulped and nodded slowly in defeat, "I give, I give.."

"Good, because we don't have much time. We need to get you ready. So get your lazy butt in the shower!" Chara's voice filtered into the room. Frisk cast her a half hearted glare and snorted before marching out of the room. She grumbled loudly and grabbed a large fluffy towel before hopping into the shower. Turning on the tap, she flinched remembering that the old faucets took a bit to heat up, so she fled to the end of the tub where she wasn't directly under the cold spray. The sound of the door opening caught her attention and she ducked down hoping not to be seen.

"WHO'S IN HERE? I'M TAKING MY SHOWER!" She screeched in annoyance.

"Geez, sis, you sure got quite the pipes on ya. I came to give you this special soap the tin can bought for you. Something about 'monsters can't get enough of it'?" The older sibling explained and offered her hand past the flimsy shower curtain. Frisk sighed and grabbed the soap before returning to the now warmed shower. Taking an inquisitive sniff, she smelled the scent of roses and morning dew. It made her smile softly. She set the soap down and went to work washing her hair and giving it a deep conditioning, but without her realizing it, she vocalized her doubts.

"I'm so scared. It's not like this is fairly private since the whole kingdom will basically be watching our every move."

Chara was silent for a moment, but she eventually spoke up, "You know, sis, it's not every day you get married. You should enjoy it. After all, it's basically a party in your honors." She sat down on the toilet lid while her sister continued to bathe. They spoke quietly to one another about the upcoming wedding. It didn't take too terribly long for the hybrid to shower, but shaving took a good bit of time. Sooner than she thought there was loud banging on the door and and unreasonably loud voice boomed from the other side.

"HEY PUNK, YOU BETTER COME ON OUT! WE ONLY HAVE AN HOUR BEFORE WE HAVE TO LEAVE!"

Frisk sighed and turned off the tap. Extending her arm out, she waited until Chara handed her the towel before drying off her hair and body. When she was dry enough, she wrapped the towel tightly to her body and stepped out. Chara had left by now and she hummed lightly before going to brush her teeth. The whole time she imagined the ceremony playing out before her eyes. Her husband standing at the altar smiling happily as she walked down the aisle. Her friends and family surrounding the couple with their love and support. Her mind drifted off and before she knew it, another loud bang sounded on the door startling the fantasizing bride.

"Alright, I'm coming!" She huffed and left the bathroom heading to Sans' room. There the girls went to work. Toriel busied herself by giving her face masks while Alphys painted her nails. Undyne was standing nearby guarding the door in case the boys decided to come back. Muffet was busy drying and combing out Frisk's impressively long hair.

She liked that her hair was growing so quickly, but it definitely was growing a bit old with it catching on everything since it now fell down her mid back. She never realized how much easier it was having short hair, since she never had to worry about accidentally laying on it and yanking her head painfully. But that was neither here nor there, since Muffet made quick work of styling the long tresses. Unfortunately, her hair growth had a down side, that being that her eyebrows had grown unkempt and a bit unruly.

Chara took over the beauty department. She had plenty of practice dolling herself up for 'clients' and although she hated that time in her life, she was quite adept at the art. She carefully waxed her sister's eyebrows despite the constant yelps and whimpering. Afterwards, the elder sister got to work, taking her time to apply the makeup. Putting on a bit of brown shadow in the crease and giving a slightly smoky effect, she lined the eyes with a black liner making them appear longer and more open. She concealed the few red spots on Frisk's face and set it with powder. For the final touches, she applied a bit of black mascara and a soft pink lipstick. Frisk took the mirror offered to her and nearly cried at their hard work. She looked absolutely radiant at that moment. She fought back her tears and hugged them all in turn before Undyne ushered them out the door. They still had to make it back to New Home before the wedding began.

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Sans was having a hard time keeping still. His mind was racing with nervous anticipation. He knew that this was only a public formality, but he didn't think that he would be this anxious. After all they technically were already married, for crying out loud! So why should he be so distraught?

A warm hand settled on his shoulder and he immediately recognized the monster before he even spoke. "Don't worry, Sans. This is all about the two of you. Just focus on your bride and the future you two will have after this is all said and done."

The skeleton sighed softly, "I know, Grillbz. I just can't help it. I don't know why this is so nerve wracking, but I can't help but worry. What if she doesn't show? I haven't necessarily done things the right way. I don't want to be left standing at the altar."

Papyrus chimed in from his seat in the King's home, "DON'T WORRY BROTHER, THE HUMAN IS NOT ONE TO ABANDON HER FRIENDS AND FAMILY. BESIDES, YOU TWO ARE MARRIED WITH A CHILD ON THE WAY. IF SHE TRULY DIDN'T WANT YOU, SHE WOULD HAVE LEFT LONG AGO."

The elder brother let out a shaky cough and wiped the moisture that clung to his eye sockets away, "You're right guys, it's just a bit nerve wracking, that's all."

Mettaton was quick to offer a box of tissues, which the skeleton accepted gratefully. The robot patted his back, "There, there. Don't cry, Sans. This is a happy day for the both of you. It's not everyday that you get married. Besides, she makes you happier than anyone ever has. So why not just enjoy the festivities."

The bone man nodded and strengthened his resolve. There was no need to worry. They were already soul bonded so now it was just a matter of making it official for the Royals. He turned and went to the bathroom to get changed. He unzipped the protective wrapping and pulled out the black suit they had purchased yesterday. It looked a bit monochromatic and that brought a frown to his features. Shaking his head, he went ahead and stripped out of his normal attire, making sure to teleport it back home. He slid on the white undershirt being mindful to button it up correctly and set to work on tying the stupid tie that came along with the suit. Each attempt left him more and more frustrated.

I can dust people like it's nothing, but I'm being beaten by a stupid fucking tie!

He huffed in frustration and chucked the annoying scrap of cloth across the room. It didn't make him feel any better. Sighing, he pulled on the pants and formal shoes, much to his displeasure. It was weird not wearing his pink slippers, but the occasion was much too formal for something like that. Walking out of the bathroom and over to the large mirror lining a portion of the hallway, he did a thorough inspection. He cleaned up quite nicely if he did say so. He looked professional and serious, like this was the most important moment in his entire life. Quite frankly, it was.

His thoughts flitted back to the old days where he had first met the woman he was going to marry. She had been a threat, a mere annoyance he had to observe in order to protect the underground. Back then she was nothing more than a pest, but when she decided to spare them all and even sacrifice her freedom for theirs, he knew she was a good person and found himself growing curious. She would have given her life if it hadn't been for Flowey turning on them and shattering the barrier.

After that day, she had spent a few years with her new parents since she had no recollection of her life before the fall. Over the few years, they would spend more time together, laughing at silly puns, watching mystery shows on the couch together, even playing little pranks on his younger brother. Thinking back, he couldn't remember ever being as happy as he had been since the fall. She made his life warm and bearable. She was his light in the darkness, the one thing he was certain he could not live without. His resolve steeled and he knew that no matter what, he would protect his wife from any harm to come.

A metallic hand snapped him out of his thoughts, "Well, you do clean up nicely. Who would've thought," he teased.

Sans shrugged, "Speak for yourself tin can, I always look bonetacular."

The robot retracted his hand and playfully smacked the back of his skull, "Don't be so vain."

"Coming from the one who has his face plastered all over the internet, I think I'll take that with with grain of salt," the skeleton quipped.

Mettaton's eyes rolled and he looked down noticing something missing. "What happened to your tie?"

Sans pointed back at the bathroom, "Currently residing on the floor. Damn thing wouldn't get on." The robot huffed and went to grab the item. Papyrus took the chance to address his brother without Mettaton around to start another arguement.

"YOU LOOK GREAT BROTHER." He whispered as best as he could.

Sans gave him a small smile, "Thanks, bro. But don't think you won't have to do this some day." At those words Papyrus blushed a bright orange and turned his head away in embarrassment.

"Oh, c'mon Paps, you know you will. As much as he annoys the shit outta me, that scrap a' metal is good for you."

The taller skeleton blushed even brighter and stiffened when his lover came back over to the two of them. Mettaton caught his embarrassed expression but filed it away for later. The ceremony was going to start soon and Alphys had already called to let him know they were on their way to New Home. He bent down and quickly tied the frustrating tie and ushered everyone out of the house.

It was almost time.

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Frisk and the others crept cautiously into the house since they had no idea if the boys had already left to the venue. When Toriel went to check she couldn't find anyone left behind. They hurried into the house where Muffet quickly got Frisk into her wedding dress. They only had a few minutes until the ceremony was about to begin, so they rushed to get everything finished. When all was said and done, Toriel walked behind her daughter and smiled lovingly down at the woman before her.

"My child, you look absolutely beautiful. I know you will be just fine, and I'm glad you found someone to love you for the rest of time. Although, if he ever steps out of line do not hesitate to call." She warned.

Frisk smiled up at her mother and gave her a gentle hug to her leg, since that was the tallest she could reach. "I know, momma. I love you very much and I'm so happy that you are here to watch this come true."

The two held each other for a moment until Undyne popped in to let them know it was time. Mother and daughter separated and Muffet added the veil into her delicate up-do. Her friends left quickly to hurry to their seats, and just when Frisk was about to leave, she was met by none other than her goat father. His smile was infectious and without warning she smiled warmly at her dad. He extended his arm out for her to hold onto and gave her the bouquet of echo flowers with his other hand, "You look amazing, my child."

She giggled, taking the bouquet in one hand and his arm in the other, "So do you, dad. All dressed in your king attire, huh?"

They smiled and walked out the door, heading to the transformed throne room.

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Sans stood stock still staring at the scene before him. The flowers were shining in a brilliant yellow as the sun poured down from the cave ceiling. The whole place felt calm and peaceful, and he had to admit he did need the peace since he was practically freaking out on the inside. He stood by the altar, waiting for his bride to come through the door at any moment. He looked to his friends who all smiled happily and talked enthusiastically since the music hadn't started playing yet.

Grillbz and Muffet were sitting together in on one bench, the spider pressed closely to his side. The flame monster was blushing a curious blue and he heard Muffet let out a flirty 'ahuhuhu~'. He watched as Undyne and Alphys held each other's hand while they sat together, both smiling encouragingly at the skeleton. He mustered a small smile and looked over to his brother. He was animatedly talking to his own lover who was leaning his head on a bony shoulder. Napstablook and monster kid sat together talking albeit a bit hesitantly on Napstablook's end. Chara and Flowey sat near the front row and they whispered quietly to one another. Undyne's protégé guards were sitting quietly, although one was sweating a bit in joyful anticipation. Finally the last spot was left open, front and center, for his parents. He already knew they weren't going to be able to come, but he smiled at the fond memories he held of them.

Without warning, the music began to drift through the cave, and everything fell silent. Mettaton's camera guy started to record the ceremony while Sans stared out to the cave entrance.
His breath was knocked out at the lovely sight before him.

*****************************************(Quick A/N here. I'm going to be combining Sans' and Frisk's Povs. Sans thoughts will look like this. Frisk's thoughts will look like this. Hopefully this makes sense! But I do want to shout out the original creator whose idea idea combine P.O.Vs. their name is AuroraTheDragon174. They were kind enough to let me use the idea, and you should check out their story as well. Definitely a good read! Alright, back to the story :) )

The hall was littered with flowers, and the place felt so warm and comforting.

It's so beautiful.
Not as beautiful as her.

She practically floated across the grass, her movements slow and dignified.

Just like the princess she is..
Please don't let me fall!

Every step brought them closer, the feeling of anxiousness slowly dissolving until all they could do was focus solely on one another. The world fell away as they locked eyes across the room.

She's far more beautiful than I could have ever dreamed.
He looks so confident and mature. He sure does clean up well..

Time seemed to speed up because all too soon they found themselves face to face before the altar. Their cheeks flushed lightly as they took in the other's appearance. Slowly, he took her hand in his, never breaking eye contact.

I want to show her how much she means to me..
I love him so much. This feels way too good to be true..

King Asgore and Queen Toriel stood before them dressed in their ceremonial robes. The robes proudly showing the insignia of the monster kingdom, and the king even held his trident in hand.

"These two souls have come before us all today to join in holy matrimony. Sans the skeleton, you have won the heart of my daughter. This is not something to take lightly, for with this union, you two shall be wed until death do you part, to rule by one another's side one day in our absence."

I'll protect her until my last breath.

Queen Toriel paused and looked down at her child. "My daughter, the princess and ambassador for the monster kingdom, today you shall be bound forevermore to the monster before you. Take to heart all the love and guidance we have bestowed upon you and may it guide you in all that you do."

Yes, Mother, I will always remember everything you have taught me.

King Asgore banged the trident forcefully against the ground, lighting the floor and the walls in a glowing white light. The spell cast drawing their souls forward for all to be seen. Their souls, one a brilliant red and the other a sparkling upside down blue, shone in the light before them. The swirling in their souls only visible to those closest to them. With rehearsed practice they both cupped one another's soul lightly in their palms.

It's so warm, the essence of her strength and determination..

It's cold, like a gentle breeze. Refreshing and soothing..

"Speak the binding words so that you may forever be imprinted in one another's souls. Let no one come between your union and may you both prosper." He finished and waited for the two to recite their vows.

Sans went first, cupping her soul gently as he brought it to his lips, "My life I dedicate to you. Your days will know only love and happiness by my side. I vow to protect you with every ounce of my soul. My life is yours and in my hands lie yours. May nothing come between our union."

He bent forward and kissed her soul gently, shooting a spike of pleasure up her spine. He pulled away to look down into her eyes once more.

That was so intense, but he looks so nervous standing there waiting for me to recite my vows..

She smiled warmly and brought his soul up to her lips, "My life I dedicate to you. Your days will know only love and happiness by my side. I vow to protect you with every ounce of my soul. My life is yours and in my hands lie yours. May nothing come between our union." She leaned forward kissing his soul gently, the only reaction she earned was a slight gasp and light blush cross his features.

The two felt an odd tingling sensation start from the bottom of their feet moving upwards slowly until it reached their very core. The essence of their lives twined together into an unbreakable bond. The souls floated out of their hands starting the slow dance they had seen the night they officially soul bonded. But instead of staying in the slow orbit with one another, the two souls filled with a blinding white light so powerful that the group had to look away. When the light faded, they looked to the sky noting a third soul amongst theirs.

The soul was small and fragile looking, almost as if it would shatter with a mere breeze. It fluttered slowly down to the couple's outstretched hands. It hovered lightly before gliding around both Sans' and Frisk's body, moving steadily and playfully.

Is this..?
Is this..?

The soul slowed down until it hovered before their very eyes. Then like a bolt of lighting, it shot straight into Frisk's stomach. She gasped at at the new sensation and placed her hand upon her belly. Sans' hand soon followed and they stared in awed wonder.

At the slight cough, Sans quickly went into action, slipping a small silver band onto her left ring finger, the amethyst shone brightly in the sunlight. She gave a heartfelt smile and slid his silver ring on the bones of his left ring finger, the obsidian inside glinted softly.

Queen Toriel looked on in tears, while Asgore concluded the ceremony. "Frisk the human, Sans the skeleton, you are now bonded in holy matrimony. May your lives be filled with blessings to come and let nothing stand in your way."

Turning his gaze toward the crowd his deep voice boomed and echoed off the cave walls, "Welcome our new prince, Prince Sans. May they thrive under our endless love and support. Long live the Monsters!"

Their friends and family cried out in delight, "Long live the Monsters!"

And with that, the two sealed their marriage with a tender kiss. An invisible figure smiled softly at the happy couple.