FlowerFell番外篇 Unexpected（4）(10)
A deep affectionate sigh and smile on their face, “I love you so much Sans.”
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Sans awoke later that afternoon, the two of them didn’t end of falling asleep until early in the morning. Sockets still closed he reached out to where Frisk would be, only to find empty cold sheets. Alarmed, he sat up, taking a quick look around their empty bedroom. Getting up and peeking into the hall he heard soft sobbing. Panic. Mind jumping to awful conclusion after awful conclusion. Checking the bathroom, nothing there. He headed down the stairs in nearly a full sprint, skidding to an abrupt halt in the kitchen.
Frisk sat on the floor, a medium sized mixing bowl full of cereal clutched in one hand and a serving spoon in the other hand, a look of sheer bliss upon their face. “You..you brought me more cereal,” they wiped some tears away and ate another spoonful.
Sans picked up the box, shaking it once to determine it was nearly empty. All he could do was laugh in relief.
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Twenty-eight weeks
Frisk stood in the doorway of the empty room, green tape lined the trim and around the windows. “Can I help?” they asked as their mother and husband stood in the middle of the room discussing the plans for the nursery. Well, Toriel planned it out and Sans was merely ordered around. Sans still needed to get used to her regal commanding presence.
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Sans awoke later that afternoon, the two of them didn’t end of falling asleep until early in the morning. Sockets still closed he reached out to where Frisk would be, only to find empty cold sheets. Alarmed, he sat up, taking a quick look around their empty bedroom. Getting up and peeking into the hall he heard soft sobbing. Panic. Mind jumping to awful conclusion after awful conclusion. Checking the bathroom, nothing there. He headed down the stairs in nearly a full sprint, skidding to an abrupt halt in the kitchen.
Frisk sat on the floor, a medium sized mixing bowl full of cereal clutched in one hand and a serving spoon in the other hand, a look of sheer bliss upon their face. “You..you brought me more cereal,” they wiped some tears away and ate another spoonful.
Sans picked up the box, shaking it once to determine it was nearly empty. All he could do was laugh in relief.
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Twenty-eight weeks
Frisk stood in the doorway of the empty room, green tape lined the trim and around the windows. “Can I help?” they asked as their mother and husband stood in the middle of the room discussing the plans for the nursery. Well, Toriel planned it out and Sans was merely ordered around. Sans still needed to get used to her regal commanding presence.
婚后番外篇佟年怀孕
