FlowerFell番外篇 Unexpected（3）(16)

After helping Frisk wash the dishes Toriel departed. The rain had not let up, opening the umbrella with a sigh.
“hey your majesty,” Toriel turned to see Sans coming up the path.
Her face hardened slightly, “While I do not doubt you will be good to my daughter and your children, know that I will be watching you Sans.” Off she went, saying nothing more.
If he had blood, it would certainly have ran cold. His mother-in-law could always incite fear in him.
Frisk has returned to their book and their comfortable nest in the window seat. Looking up only when they heard the door open and close.

“sweetheart?” Frisk heard him call out, as well as the sound of his jacket unzipping. He was probably soaked to the bone.
“I’m in the living room Sans,” they replied, setting the book on the end table next to them.
“how’d it go?” Sans asked, Frisk moved their legs so he could sit beside them.
“You first,” Frisk leaned against him, looping an arm through his.
“well, pap seems to be cool,” he chuckled nervously, “i have to keep him from turning them into child soldiers.”