FlowerFell番外篇 Unexpected（4）(12)
“I guess you’re right, I’ll be downstairs if you need me,” Frisk wasn’t going to get anywhere with the two of them, hand on their now very large baby bump they nodded and headed to the kitchen.
“Now then,” Toriel cleared her throat, watching Sans carefully pour the paint into trays, “my vision for this is quite clear, pale yellow walls and white trim. It will match the dark wood of the crib and changing table nicely.”
“yep,” was it wise to challenge his mother-in-law? Probably not. Was he going to anyway? Of course, “did ya even ask sweetheart what they wanted in here?”
“Do you think I would not?” Toriel’s eyes narrowed as she folded her arms, “we had a discussion while I was organizing to get the furniture made.”
Rolling his eyes while Toriel’s back was turned he moved his paint tray to the opposite corner. Toriel was an overbearing mother, but meant well, “ok.”
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A new ache settled itself in Frisk’s back, they had been standing for a while roughly chopping vegetables. Carrots, celery, and potatoes into a large gently simmering pot filled with water and vegetable broth. Frisk was simply too exhausted from just walking down the stairs to put any more effort into making lunch. Toriel was right, they needed to take it easier.
“Now then,” Toriel cleared her throat, watching Sans carefully pour the paint into trays, “my vision for this is quite clear, pale yellow walls and white trim. It will match the dark wood of the crib and changing table nicely.”
“yep,” was it wise to challenge his mother-in-law? Probably not. Was he going to anyway? Of course, “did ya even ask sweetheart what they wanted in here?”
“Do you think I would not?” Toriel’s eyes narrowed as she folded her arms, “we had a discussion while I was organizing to get the furniture made.”
Rolling his eyes while Toriel’s back was turned he moved his paint tray to the opposite corner. Toriel was an overbearing mother, but meant well, “ok.”
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A new ache settled itself in Frisk’s back, they had been standing for a while roughly chopping vegetables. Carrots, celery, and potatoes into a large gently simmering pot filled with water and vegetable broth. Frisk was simply too exhausted from just walking down the stairs to put any more effort into making lunch. Toriel was right, they needed to take it easier.
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