Undertale - Fighting To Stay [Frans] [Book 3]

We'll Help You [7]

Ask Frisk the question, huh...?

Sans was just busy spending his time spacing out as he had joined Frisk at hanging out with Papyrus and Mettaton at the house and they were watching TV in the living room, but he was spending more time thinking about what Gaster said.

He glanced over towards Frisk who was smiling and talking to Papyrus. The older skeleton let out a small sigh as he imagined all the possible scenarios that could occur if he had even bothered to ask her. Who knew? Maybe he'd freak her out into resetting.

The skeleton narrowed his eyes, remembering back to those timelines when Frisk was being controlled by Chara. Where she was just killing monsters left and right. Frisk was the one who had originally pressed the reset button though... Who was to say she wouldn't do it again...?

No, shut up, Sans. Stop doubting her. It's you with the problem, not her...

That's what he really hated so much about himself. There were times where he just couldn't help but be doubtful... Even to the point of where he would just doubt Frisk all over again, at least until his mind decided to snap back into place and say "Hey! Stop being stupid!". Frisk loved him, just like he loved her... But would she really say yes to him? Thinking about it now, he couldn't help but doubt himself. 

"Sans?" Someone spoke, which caused him to stop spacing out like he always did. He glanced towards Frisk, Papyrus and Mettaton, noticing they were staring at him and he rose his eyebrows, confused.

"yea?" Sans wondered, wondering what all the watchful eyes were for. 

"Are you okay?" Mettaton asked. 

"i'm fine, mettaton." Sans sighed as he rolled his eyes. "why do people keep asking me that?"

"Maybe because you spend too much time going off into your own little world." Mettaton replied. "Go out and get some fresh air or something. You spend way too much time inside." Mettaton spoke. Sans thought about what he said, actually deciding that maybe that'd be a good idea. He was thinking that maybe if he could get out the house by himself, he could perhaps ask Toriel and Asgore about it... After all, he knew he'd probably need permission anyway with how protective Toriel was of Frisk, and he didn't really think he'd have his head knocked off over the idea, or that he'd be turn to dust. So maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea.

"hey, good idea. perhaps i'll do just that." Sans shrugged, getting up, which actually caught the three by surprise. 

"Do you want me to come with you, Sans?" Frisk asked which caused Sans to shake his head with a smile. 

"neh, don't worry 'bout it kid. i just need some time to myself. thanks for offering though." He grinned, going over towards her and kissing her on the forehead, before suddenly teleporting away and vanishing from their sight. 

He had reappeared in front of Toriel and Asgore's house. Flowey and Chara resided here too, so he expected to see them around while paying the Dreemurrs a visit. Sans couldn't help but hesitate when he had walked up to their front door. The skeleton wasn't exactly sure how he'd even bring up the subject of marriage to them to be able to talk about the possibility of proposing to Frisk. Maybe he could just have some casual conversation, break the ice and then when he felt it was the right time, he could ask them about it. He was usually good at that sort of thing.

So, eventually he brought his fist to the door, tapping on it a couple of times before waiting for an answer. It wasn't actually too long until he got one, and he was stood before the upbeat and joyful goat, Asgore Dreemurr. 

"Sans! Why, how nice it is to see you! We weren't expecting you to drop by today!" He said excitedly, which caused Sans to chuckle. 

"well, i thought i haven't come by in awhile so, y'know... oh, don't worry about frisk by the way. she's with papyrus and mettaton at the moment. that's why i'm by myself."