A Satisfied Ending (Sequel to More Than Best Friends)

Happy Birthday!

CHARA'S POV

"Morning, Chara. Morning, Azzy. Got some pancakes. Courtesy of the Great Papyrus," Frisk said, mimicking Papyrus' voice. I groaned in weariness. I had just woken up. "In a minute, Frisk. I haven't been up for hours recently," I told her. She wasn't having it. She walked next to me and nudged me with her boot.

I looked up at her. "Fine, I'm up," I said, sitting up from my bed. I looked at Asriel. He was still snoring soundly. I nudged him, but he stayed asleep. I rolled my eyes and laughed. I got up from the bed and took a pancake from the plate. It was pretty good! Especially for Papyrus. "Not bad," I replied.

Frisk looked at me and giggled. I was confused. "What," I asked. She pointed at my waist. I looked and gasped. A whoopee cushion was tied to my shorts and read, "Happy Birthday, Chara." I was mad but smiled. Good old Sans. I ripped the whoopee cushion off my shorts and squeezed it. Confetti blew out of it.

Asriel woke up to the sudden rain of confetti. He looked at the small pieces of paper and smiled at me. He walked over to me. "Happy birthday, Chara," he said, kissing my cheek. I giggled. "Thanks. Apparently, Sans remembered," I said, showing Asriel the whoopee cushion. He fell on the floor, laughing.

Frisk pulled him up from the floor. "Me and Sans are hoping you and Azzy could give us some help with your party," Frisk told me. I nodded. Asriel nodded in agreement. Frisk walked us downstairs. Sans waved at us from the couch. "Morning, guys," he told us. Frisk kissed him. "Morning," she said. They were such lovebirds.

Sans and Frisk had already gotten married a year ago. It was such a beautiful ceremony. Frisk walked down the aisle with Asgore and Papyrus and Sans was crying tears of joy. The even funnier part was that the fireworks made whoopee cushion sounds. Courtesy of Sans. Nevertheless, the wedding was a blast!

Me and Asriel had been dating for more than five years now. After Toriel disapproved of us, we decided to live with Sans for a while. But it turns out, we ended up moving there permanently. It was fun, especially since Frisk eventually decided to move in as well. And for the most part, we're happy. The sad part is that we're not on speaking terms with Mom or Dad.

"Chara? Chara? Are you okay," Frisk asked, waving her hand in front of my face. I snapped out of my deep thoughts. "Sorry. I was just deep in my thoughts for a moment," I said. Frisk shrugged and continued helping Papyrus hold the banner up while Sans hammered the nails. Asriel rubbed my shoulders. His hands were warm and tender.

"Can you believe it? We've been dating for almost six years," I said, kissing him. He nodded and blushed. "Azzy and Chara, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G," Frisk sang happily. Sans laughed. I blushed. "First comes love, then comes-." I stopped her. "Don't finish that verse," I said. She smirked mischievously. "Marriage," she finished.

I blushed intensely. Frisk and Sans fell to the floor, laughing. "HUMAN CHARA, YOU LOOK LIKE A TOMATO. ARE YOU FEELING WELL," Papyrus asked. I nodded. "I'm just...embarrassed," I replied. Papyrus looked at the two laughing stocks in disapproval. "YOU TWO, APOLOGIZE TO HUMAN CHARA FOR MAKING HER EMBARRASSED," Papyrus ordered.