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"I do!"

The crowd cheered as Undyne and Alphys kissed. Frisk felt happy tears prick at her eyes. Papyrus was squealing in happiness.

The reception in the new MTT Resort was huge. Asgore danced with both of the brides. Mettaton and Papyrus both made a speech. Everyone was dancing when Frisk noticed Sans.

He and her had been in a secret relationship since her sixteenth birthday. Frisk was seventeen, eight months until her eighteenth birthday. Neither could wait.

Right now, Sans looked good.

She waited until he was done talking to Grillby. He yelped when she gripped his tie. "You. Me. Bedroom."

"You sure?"

Frisk was sure. The two had been banging since her birthday. She needed him.

She simply chuckled. A blue flush overcame Sans' cheekbones before he disappeared. Frisk giggled and quickly maneuvered herself through the crowd.

The hotel was empty as they hurried to the elevator. Sans quickly started to hammer the third penthouse button as Frisk focused on his tie.

"No sleep tonight for you."

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