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It’d been maybe a few months since the fateful day you fell into the Underground. Since the day you met Sans, since the day you fell in love with him all over again. Your memories still had not completely returned - Sans said they probably never would. But things had been oddly calm since your altercation with Mettaton. He’d sent his apologies after being chastised by Alphys, and you once again went into hiding. Monsters soon forgot about the human SOUL - assuming that Asgore had taken it.
He hadn’t. And he was the only one still looking for you. He wanted a way out of the Underground, and you were that way. You, or Frisk, anyways.
Ah, Frisk. It was wonderful to have them back in your life. They’d moved in with you and Sans to be closer to you. The day you explained to them your death was painful and tearful, but they soon came to love and accept their ghostly sibling. And things with Sans… had been more than incredible. You’d spend days in Waterfall, looking at the falls and playing with the echo flowers. You’d spend some days in Snowdin, making snowmen and laughing. Everything was perfect…
Alphys had continued progress on your android body. Every time you looked at it, it looked more and more like your old self. The artificial skin was soft, the eyes were bright, the lips were smooth… She was making sure your every feature was correct. You didn’t mind that it was taking months to complete, it was truly a masterpiece. And while she made it, you had time to talk with her, get to know her. You’d spend late nights watching anime and talking about her girlfriend - head of the Royal Guard. Due to the fact that she was, well, head of the Royal Guard, you’d never meet her. But she sounded like a wonderful person, and she made Alphys incredibly happy.
Occasionally, you’d think about your mother, and how she was doing without you or Frisk. You were sure that she’d be fine without you, she didn’t much like parenting anyways. Still, you worried about the woman, even if she’d never been the nicest to you.
Seasons didn’t change in the Underground. Snowdin stayed snowy all year round, and as what would usually be fall approached, you found yourself missing the crinkle of leaves beneath your feet and the cool, but not too cold wind in your hair. Today, though, you hear the crunch of snow under your boots and the chill of winter in your soul. You were walking home from the shop with Cinnamon Bunnies for your -
- your family. Sans and Papyrus were essentially your family now. Papyrus was like an older brother, and Sans…
Sans was the love of your life. You were completely convinced of this.
You were no longer scared. Everyone seemed to be on your side, more or less. Things were going your way. You entered your house, poking your head in.
“Hello? Anyone there?”

“yo.”
Your boyfriend walked up to you and gave you a tiny skele-kiss on the cheek, “paps and frisk went out to have a snowball fight. need a hand?”
He took the bag from your arms and set it on the counter, while you collapsed on the couch, throwing off your coat and snow-covered boots.
“Has it always been this cold here?” You groaned, pulling the short skeleton on top of you once he came back over to the couch.
“yeah babe. always been this cold.” He laughed and wrapped his arms around you, “anyways, how’s a nice dinner tonight sound, huh? i’ll take you somewhere nice.”
“What’s the occasion?” You gave him a little smile.
“just dress nice. it’s very special.”

Description
It’d been maybe a few months since the fateful day you fell into the Underground. Since the day you met Sans, since the day you fell in love with him all over again. Your memories still had not completely returned - Sans said they probably never would. But things had been oddly calm since your altercation with Mettaton. He’d sent his apologies after being chastised by Alphys, and you once again went into hiding. Monsters soon forgot about the human SOUL - assuming that Asgore had taken it.
He hadn’t. And he was the only one still looking for you. He wanted a way out of the Underground, and you were that way. You, or Frisk, anyways.
Ah, Frisk. It was wonderful to have them back in your life. They’d moved in with you and Sans to be closer to you. The day you explained to them your death was painful and tearful, but they soon came to love and accept their ghostly sibling. And things with Sans… had been more than incredible. You’d spend days in Waterfall, looking at the falls and playing with the echo flowers. You’d spend some days in Snowdin, making snowmen and laughing. Everything was perfect…
Alphys had continued progress on your android body. Every time you looked at it, it looked more and more like your old self. The artificial skin was soft, the eyes were bright, the lips were smooth… She was making sure your every feature was correct. You didn’t mind that it was taking months to complete, it was truly a masterpiece. And while she made it, you had time to talk with her, get to know her. You’d spend late nights watching anime and talking about her girlfriend - head of the Royal Guard. Due to the fact that she was, well, head of the Royal Guard, you’d never meet her. But she sounded like a wonderful person, and she made Alphys incredibly happy.
Occasionally, you’d think about your mother, and how she was doing without you or Frisk. You were sure that she’d be fine without you, she didn’t much like parenting anyways. Still, you worried about the woman, even if she’d never been the nicest to you.
Seasons didn’t change in the Underground. Snowdin stayed snowy all year round, and as what would usually be fall approached, you found yourself missing the crinkle of leaves beneath your feet and the cool, but not too cold wind in your hair. Today, though, you hear the crunch of snow under your boots and the chill of winter in your soul. You were walking home from the shop with Cinnamon Bunnies for your -
- your family. Sans and Papyrus were essentially your family now. Papyrus was like an older brother, and Sans…
Sans was the love of your life. You were completely convinced of this.
You were no longer scared. Everyone seemed to be on your side, more or less. Things were going your way. You entered your house, poking your head in.
“Hello? Anyone there?”

“yo.”
Your boyfriend walked up to you and gave you a tiny skele-kiss on the cheek, “paps and frisk went out to have a snowball fight. need a hand?”
He took the bag from your arms and set it on the counter, while you collapsed on the couch, throwing off your coat and snow-covered boots.
“Has it always been this cold here?” You groaned, pulling the short skeleton on top of you once he came back over to the couch.
“yeah babe. always been this cold.” He laughed and wrapped his arms around you, “anyways, how’s a nice dinner tonight sound, huh? i’ll take you somewhere nice.”
“What’s the occasion?” You gave him a little smile.
“just dress nice. it’s very special.”