The surface, home to now humans AND monsters. Everything was going great, monsters were accepted into society and Frisk lived happily with Toriel. Sans lived with his brother not too far from her. All of it was perfect except for that one moment that stuck in their head forever. My first story. If you're actually reading this, please don't expect much from it. In this story frisk is a girl and is about 18 and Sans is about 19 cause otherwise this ship ain't working out. If you hate this ship then DON'T READ THIS. Also, NONE of the art is mine. If it was, I probably wouldn't be here right now. I can only write horrible stories. THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS SO DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN OR PLAYED THE ENTIRE GAME!