G's POV

She was amazing to me. Even after all this time, Frisk was still able to surprise me. She was very mature about everything, annnd I wasn't. Never... Never really was. I was the contrast she needed in her life. At least.. That's what she would tell me when I called her somethin' like 'goody two shoes'. I gotta say though, I agree.. The more we bickered, the better the sex seemed to be. I mean.. She was also kinky as fuck, so the options were limitless.

Though, when it came down to it, we truly did love one another. All of our fights were in good fun and I always made sure she knew that. She absolutely loved it when I did the littler things, like kiss her shoulder, or hug her from behind, or run my fingers through her hair... and I didn't mind doing it. Not one bit. It's the least I could do considering... everything she does, I like.

Finding her in the bathroom was just a plus. In all truth I figured she'd be in the kitchen, like she normally does in the morning. I was just waking up and was going to shower. Apparently we shared that thought. After that and a bit more bickering she left for Tori's. Immediately, I had started to miss her, and her scent of spring cherry blossoms.... That's what her body wash bottle said.

She was... right, about me being scared of Tori though. Just because she was kind yesterday, doesn't mean she would be today.. Yesterday was the first day she got to see her daughter in person again. There was a chance that once all the excitement of our arrival was over, that Tori would have my head placed on her wall... literally

Frisk was also right about everything being a little weird... They had built us the second biggest house in the entire village... Did they need us for something? There was no way that we were being worshipped like this for surviving on our own. It's exactly what they did.... With more people..

I made my way to the wardrobe and got changed. I wasn't nearly as impressed as Frisk seemed to be.. I mean yeah, it was a lot of clothes but there was nothing that impressive. Stepping out, in a black turtleneck, rather than the cream colored one, my jacket, and a pair of black jeans, paired with my boots. Sooooo pretty much I looked the same...

It was boring at home. I had seen... well, pretty much all that there was to see. So I took it upon myself to go to Grilby's. If there was such a thing up here.. For all I knew, Grilby's probably didn't even exist up here yet... I went out to look for one anyway.

The village looked great in the day, though I'm sure it looked better at night. The oak wood on the outside of each house was a nice contrast to the green of the grass. The occasional flower, the children running by.. It was all great. The surface was better than the first time...

To my surprise, yes, Grilby's did exist.. These people got a shit ton of work done in just two years... I couldn't even hide my excitement. After all these year I... I was going to get to see my best friend again. Hopefully the old flame was inside. As a grin cracked at my lips, I walked slightly faster up to the door and opened it.

Oh my god.

Everyone had gone silent around the room for a moment, and started murmuring. I couldn't hear them though. Not over the ringing in my.... Nonexistent ears. I don't know, I had some sort of way to hear..I couldn't hear anything. Cause' standing behind the bar up front, that was designed to look just like the one back in the underground, was the same dancing flame that I knew from so long ago...

Grilby was still here. He had looked up at the silence and he froze when he saw me. The glass in his hand dropped to the floor and smashe to bits that sparkled under the warm lights of Grilby's. His voice was raspy and low when he spoke. A little shaky too.... God I felt the same. He was alive...

"S...Sans?" He said quietly snapping me out of my ringing state.

I smiled wide. "Yeah that's my name, what's it to ya?" I said, slipping my hands into my pockets.

He pushed everything out of the way and hopped over the counter with ease, jogging up to me with what I could only assume was a smile. Then he hugged me. Tight. I had chuckled softly and hugged back just as tight, patting his back. I missed him.

We let go of one another and he offered me a drink. Being me, of course I accepted, and we went up to the bar. I sat down right where I did in the underground and immediately I sighed. It wasn't broken in yet... I'd have to fix that.. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a bottle of ketchup being passed back to me. Finally something good. All ketchup was great but it was special when I had some of Grilby's ketchup.

"How are you Sans, what have you been up to?" He asked, starting to sweep up the glass he had dropped. The sound of the rough bristles of the broom sweeping against the cold tile brought back so many memories from his bar. And with the design being the same, I felt like I was still there.

I grinned. "Flying on cloud nine man... Absolutely Soaring."replying, I taking a sip.

I thought about all that I'd have to tell him. About the core. About Papyrus. About how I kept his bar in shape..... And about Frisk. I wanted to get it off my chest. Her story I mean.. Her real name was Crystal, and yes, she changed it to Frisk, but... Still.. I hadn't really had anyone to talk to about her. To brag about her. To complain about her when she gets on my nerves.

But... now I did again.

After hours of talking and slight drinking, The bar was pretty much empty at this point, and I was only a tad bit drunk. I refused to go home to Frisk in the terrible states. I'd end up 'black out fucking' her. I told her about how I blacked out the first time, and that how on occasion I lost all vision during sex. She Seemed relieved in a way. Like she was embarrassed of the sounds she made. Embarrassed about her music.. The thought had kind of spoiled my good mood, so I pushed it to the side. I would correct her later...

"You really love this girl aye Sans?" Grilby asked, leaning on the bar.

I nodded, humming in response and taking another sip.

"You should marry her. Mark her as yours before she gets swept away." He said. Now there's an idea...

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There ya go

Forgot to post yesterday, sorry about that. 

The picture there, I wouldn't take that as a couple thing

It's portrayed here as a memory from back before sans was fused with gaster

BEST FRENSSSSSSSS

lol kay