FlowerFell番外篇 Unexpected（3）(4)

Frisk giggled at the terrible pun then smiled, “you’re already calling her sweetpea?”
Sans shrugged, a flush of red across his cheekbones, “just a cute nickname.”
“It’s perfect,” Frisk reassured him with a few quick kisses on his skull, “we still do need to think of their names, but, we have time.”
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Frisk fell asleep almost instantly, Sans was more uneasy. The minutes turned to silent hours of just… thinking. Would he even be a good parent? The cruel voice of inadequacy and anxiety in the back of his head sure didn’t think so. Cruel mocking he attempted to quiet. How could he do this to Frisk? What if they couldn’t survive this? If Frisk died his children would surely resent him forever. If by some unthinkable (but entirely possible in this delicate situation) outcome the children didn’t make it, could they both be whole again?