(~Honey's POV + Time Skip 1 Year~)
[~Twins - 11 Years Old~]

Y/N and I had long fallen asleep. I was pulled from sleep by the sound of a voice, "Dad." Next came the little hands shaking my shoulder. They call again, a little louder, "Dad." I sigh and open my eye sockets to the darkness. I answer, "Yes, Son?" My eyes meet with Roman's, who is currently standing beside our bed. He has his blanket in his arms. It's longer than him so part of it has been dragged along the floor. Orange tears fall down Roman's face as he looks away.

'Aw.. Poor kid..'

I sit up partially and lean myself on one arm. "What's going on? Nightmares again?" He nods. Answering me only upsets him further as he cries more. He tries so hard to stifle his fear but I see his eyes slowly losing their color. "I couldn't stop it. They were hurting everyone. They hUrT MaMA-" His whimpers soon turn to panicked breathing. He grabs at his chest as he fights for air. Immediately, I urgently grab Roman and lift him into my lap. "Hey hey hey- Roman, it's okay. It's okay. Look at me. Look at Mama." I gesture to sleeping Y/N beside me. Roman looks to her and I continue, "She's right here. We're safe. You're okay." Roman finally starts to breathe again. It's shaky but it's progress. I sigh and pet his skull softly. I teleport a bottle of honey into my hand from the kitchen cabinet. I open up the cap and take a sip. The rich and sticky sweetness fills my mouth and easily lingers after I swallow.

'Might as well now that I'm awake.'

Roman stares at me similar to how my blaster stares at a bone. "Pff- want a sip?" I ask and offer the bottle to him. Roman shakily takes the bottle and takes a few sips for himself. When he offers it back to me, I shake my head. "Go on, it's yours."

'It'll keep him distracted for a little while.'

And distract him, it did. For the next few minutes, Roman took his time with drinking the whole bottle. The bravery returned to his pupils and his breathing returned to normal. "Thank you." He licks his mouth as he gives me the empty bottle. I set it off to the side on my nightstand. "No problem. Just don't make it a daily habit to drink after midnight. It's just this one time, understand?" He nods his head. Y/N starts to shift before she turns over facing us. I gently run my other hand through her hair. "How do you deal with them?" Roman asks. My gaze switches back to him again as I hum, "Hm?" "The nightmares about Frisk. You have them too. How do you deal with them?" I pause at the question.

'How am I supposed to answer an eleven-year-old truthfully without shattering his hope entirely?'

"I remind myself of my family."
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"Does it make them go away?"
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"No, but it makes things easier. No one wants you to take this alone. That's why we'll always be here for you. With your family, you'll be stronger than Frisk ever was."

Roman becomes quiet for a second while staring at my lap. "Does that mean I can stay with you and Mama tonight?" He asks. "I don't see why not." I say with a small smile. Roman crawls off of my lap and into the space between Y/N and I. This wakes her up. She opens her eyes just slightly. She yawns out, "Hi Pumpkin." Roman hugs onto her. She wraps her arms around him like a stuffed animal, cupping a hand around the back of his skull too. Footsteps come from the hall. I look to the doorway and see Serif's dull (s/c) eyes peeking in. I chuckle lightly, "Of course you'd be up too." "Can I come?" Serif asks.

'Well I have to treat them fAIrLy-'

"C'mon." I state simply. Serif smiles and comes closer by walking along the wall. Serif relies on it for majority of his balance. He has to pace himself but he does eventually get close enough for me to reach him. I wrap my arms under his arms and pull him up. Y/N watches me and questions me with a smirk, "Don't y-you think t-they're getting a b-bit o-old to stay in bed with us?" "I am making memories." I defend my case and I win. "Pff- Okay H-Honey." Serif squeezes between me and Roman. I pull the covers over my family and lay myself back down.

"Okay guys. Our job is to protect Roman from nightmares. So what are we dreaming about?" I tell them boldly. Y/N hums for a long second, thinking. "Let's dream about the cafe! I wanna make banana bread." Serif pitches in. I pet his head, "That's a good one. I say it's comedy day at the cafe and I'll get to read my longgggggg list of dad jokes to the customers." "NOooOoO! Dad, you'll scare the customers away!!!" Serif immediately rejects me, pushing his limbs against my rib cage. He's almost able to force me off the edge of the bed. Roman begins to laugh softly as he watches his brother fuss.

"Well boys, if w-w-we have a-a-any chances of saving t-the cafe, we'll have to get t-there before D-Dad does. Now sleep!" Y/N commands. "I will defeat you." Roman warns me with one eye open. I can't help but chuckle. "Okayyyy, I'll give you a ten second head start." I wrap my arms around them and pull the family huddle even closer. Y/N and I watch both boys yawn and gradually drift to sleep. Afterwards, Y/N presses a kiss to my cheek. I return the love with a kiss to her forehead. "I guess I-I'll meet y-you there~" She jokes. I press my forehead to hers and laugh softly, "Goodnight, Beautiful."

(~Time Skip 2 Years~)
[~Twins - 13 Years Old~]

Y/N opens the door and steps inside. "Look boys, Mama's home~" "Mama!!! Welcome home!!!" Both twins jump up from the couch and rush over to hug her. Her face is filled with confusion as she yells, "Honey, t-the kids were s-s-supposed t-to be at Gaster's thirty m-minutes ago!!! I t-t-told you to b-bring them!"

'.... That's what I forgot-'

Dream and Blue step inside after her. I only just notice that all three of them are dressed more formally than usual. "I wish I could say that I'm surprised but this is pretty typical of my brother." Blue explains with a judging stare. "Kids- C-Change your c-clothes! Shoes on! Grab y-y-your stuff! N-Now!" Y/N rushes them off to their bedroom. Both of them laugh as they follow her hurried instruction. "We wanna go on your doubles date too!" Roman shouts. Serif jokes around with Roman, "We're a pair of twins so I'm pretty sure we qualify as a double." Y/N shuts their bedroom door and then stomps her way back to the living room.

"You c-couldn't a-at least get them ready? Both of them are s-s-still in pajamas a-and it's 5:30 in the e-evening!" She complains. "I forgot?" I say with a shrug. Even I know that the excuse won't cut it. Y/N rubs her temples slowly, "Papyrus... I-Is it too much to ask for y-you to t-take some responsibility for your kids f-from time to time? It's e-e-exhausting when I have to-" I arch an eyebrow and interrupt her, "You want to complain about having kids now? You're the one that made them." Dream and Blue's pupils shrink. My brother slaps a hand over his face. Dream looks away, mumbling, "Rest in peace-"

I see their reactions and immediately get nervous. I look back to my wife. Y/N is staring me down like a hawk with bright (s/c) magic in her gaze. "B-Beautiful." I say fearfully. She walks away. I grow even more nervous.

'Is it her time of the month-'

The silence draws out for a minute. Our bedroom door opens down the hall.

'Y/N's coming back.'

That and I know I'm in trouble. Y/N suddenly comes running towards me with something in her hand. I stand to run but am immediately subdued by a pillow slammed into my face. I fall backwards onto the couch. "YOU WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME?! WELL WHO PUT THE BABIES THERE PAPYRUS?!" Y/N demands an answer and continues to smack me with the pillow in one place after the other. My panic turns into laughter as I scream out, "I'M SORRY!!!" Blue and Dream try to hold back their laughter too but it doesn't work.

'I LoVe HEr SO mUCh! GOOd GrIef-'

The pillow slamming finally stops. Y/N grabs me by the collar of my hoodie and pulls me up to face her. Her (e/c) eyes lock onto mine as if she is trying to stare right through my soul. "We have r-reservations and I-I w-will not have you l-looking like a couch potato. Go g-g-get dressed, NoW." "Yes ma'am-" Once she releases her grip, I get up and rush down the hall. My eyes catch sight of the twins' bedroom. Their door is cracked open as they both stare through and smile to their heart's content. My face glows orange as I pull my hood over my head.

'Geez, I just got served.'

It didn't take long for us to get ready and drop off the kids at Dad's. He was so happy to let them stay the night. He's been so busy helping Undyne with the soul deficiency projects in my place. The injections are getting more and more effective, but it's at a price. The price being that my dad doesn't get many days off work to spend with his grandkids. Gaster still tries to though and that's what matters.

"Okay, h-how much time do we have to get t-there?" Y/N asks Blue while buckling her seatbelt. "Not much." My brother says nervously.

'This does not help my case.'

As expected, Y/N shoots me a mom glare. I turn my head to face my window. I hear her sigh in frustration before stating, "We're off to a great s-start. Well t-then, um.. S-Sorry, I'm kind o-of not used to t-this 'going out by ourselves' t-t-thing. It already feels w-weird n-now that the twins a-are thirteen. All I remember a-about car r-rides is that before we-we'd get o-o-on the move, I'd make sure that the little ones were s-secured in their seats and-" As Y/N continues rambling due to separation anxiety from the kids, I seize the opportunity. I turn to my bro in the back seat with his mate. "Hey, Bro." I whisper. He arches an eyebrow, suspicious of me already. I smirk, "Do you feel safe and secure?" His eye sockets go dark as he growls, "I will hit you." Dream loses his composure to loud wheezing.

I turn to Y/N. Her expression is the pure manifestation of disappointment. "Why am I stuck with you again?" She asks me. I baby talk to her, "Happy Anniversary, Beautiful~ I love you~" She blushes hard along with letting out a small huff, "I love you too." Her right hand hovers in the air between us both. I take her hand and hold it tight. "The kids will be fine. Let's go have fun. Tonight's going to be amazing and we have wonderful company to share it with." Y/N looks to the two in the backseat. "You can count on us to help you have a good time!" Sans proclaims proudly. "Napstaton's place has some really cool food and entertainment. You two can't miss it!" Dream adds on. Y/N takes a deep breath before  smiling and shifting the car out of park, "Okay, let's go."

(~Time Skip 2 Years~)
[~Twins- 15 Years Old~]

I wake up with a groan, "My skuLL..." I didn't exactly have the best time last night. Y/N was up with me for majority of the night because I was in pain. I feel bad for putting her through that once again. I sit up and fight with instant dizziness. I remind myself of what Beautiful told me before I fell asleep.

'You and Serif are allowed to have your bad days. It's okay. Just feel better soon, okay?'

I reach out to my bed side table and grab my specialized inhaler. I take one deep breath as I put the end to my mouth and press the button. A strong dose of magic infused air is absorbed by my soul. It's crazy how advanced treatment is getting nowadays. Undyne and Dad are pushing through the impossible as if it were merely nothing. Portable inhalers and small magic diffusers in each room are the most popular way. We still take our injections as directed but these items help a lot in the days that our illness likes to kick us in the rear.

I take deep breaths and let the dizziness settle. Once it's more tolerable, I get out of bed. I open the bedroom door and stagger down the hall. I make it to the kitchen before having to lean against the wall. I struggle slightly to catch my breath. There's evidence that Y/N and Serif were certainly busy in the kitchen in the past hour or so. Trays and ingredients are scattered everywhere. Serif pulls a tray of mystery cake balls out of the freezer. Y/N is mixing some kind of brown syrup in a bowl.

'Caramel?'

"Hey.." I greet them. Y/N looks to me, places the bowl down, and then calmly approaches. "Just who we n-needed~ Right, Serif?" Y/N smirks and places a quick kiss on my mouth. I wrap an arm around her waist. "Just one more~" I hum and kiss her again. She giggles and accepts it, kissing back. Y/N breaks the kiss after a moment, "Roman s-should be home any minute. Y-You need to come try these. Serif wanted to help y-you feel b-better so he made them specifically for you." Serif looks away with (s/c) blush tinting his cheekbones. He quickly tries to hide his face from me underneath his jacket's hood.

The kid really has a skill for cooking and baking. Apparently the love for it started when he was younger and he just never outgrew it. At first, Beautiful would let him help with making meals. Now, Serif takes turns with cooking meals and has even started to make his own recipes. Y/N occasionally lets some of them become specials for the cafe. I'm so happy that the two have something they can enjoy doing. Most of all, we're so proud of him. Y/N and I have already talked privately about Serif being able to own the cafe when he's older if he wishes to. "I'm honored to be your official recipe tester." I assure both of them.

Y/N helps to support my balance as I walk. Serif grabs the bowl that Y/N had and uses a spoon to drizzle the syrup even onto the bare cake balls. This is a different process from usual cake ball recipes. Normally you'd cover them in a type of hardening chocolate. "So what have you prepared?" I ask in curiosity. "Honey vanilla cake balls with a rum infused caramel." Serif answers.

I slowly turn and look to Y/N. "This kid is a genius." I tell her. She replies with a wide grin, "I know~ Go on, try one!" I choose not to hesitate any more. I need to try them. I take one and put it in my mouth. The flavors melt together smoothly and it's just absolutely perfect. "I'm in love. Give me the lifetime supply." I inform Serif bluntly. "That good, huh? Are you sure?" He laughs, having one of the widest smiles I've ever seen on him. I don't get how the kid can't believe me.

"I know where you sleep. Give them to me-" I joke in a soft whisper-like tone. This only causes him to laugh harder. He slides the whole tray and I immediately eat another. "Also, when did you get as tall as your mother?" I compare their equal height by measuring my hand above them both. Serif pulls his hood down and shakes his head, "I don't know, Dad. I guess we just grew up like kids are supposed to."

'Soon they'll probably be my height.'

"Guys, I'm home!" Roman says as he enters the house. "Hey, Bro! Wanna try some?" Serif chirps happily. "Kinda tired, maybe later." Roman stretches out his arms and his wings also extend out behind him. He lets his backpack sag down his arm before he lets it fall to the floor. The kid then flops himself onto the couch. "School was t-tough today?" Y/N asks to check in on him. Roman shifts for the perfect position as he answers her, "You have no idea. You feeling any better, Dad?" I rub the back of my skull, "Working towards it, Kid. Thanks for asking."

For the next moments, all three of us watch as Roman struggles to get comfortable. The reason why? His wings. He can't seem to get the right place to put them with the pretty narrowed space of the couch. Roman summoned his wings a few weeks ago, but unlike Y/N, he doesn't put them away. The only time we see him without them is when he's asleep. "That m-must u-use up a lot of magic to keep up. Ya s-sure you can't put them away for just a little w-while?" Y/N asks, growing concerned. Roman is quick to admit, "I.. I like knowing that my mom will always be a part of me. Why should I hide that?" Y/N puts her hands over her mouth as she tears up. I give him two thumbs up.

'Extra Mama love points to you. Good job.'

Roman becomes flustered quickly. His faces burns a bright orange as he whines, "Mom, don't cryyyy.. Pleaseeeee..." Roman's so embarrassed right now that Serif can't help but chuckle under his breath. "My PumPkIn LovES me!" Y/N shouts gleefully. It wasn't long until she rushed over to the couch and gave him the biggest squish hug. "MOMMMM!!!" He groans in disgust. Yet, he doesn't move or try to break free from her grip. Y/N cups her hands around his skull and presses a big kiss to the side of his skull. "I love my boys!~" She declares, content with life. "We love you too, Mama. Does that mean we can have a sister now?" Serif teases. Y/N breaks apart, her face going completely red. I chuckle and place a hand on Serif's shoulder, "We'll think about it." "T-THINK ABOUT IT?!" Y/N squeals.

I can never get enough of this. No timeline could ever come close to the joy I've felt while raising a family. Every day, I'm thankful for the second chance I was given as well as Chara's determination to keep their promise. This is exactly what I've ever wanted, and I know Y/N feels the same way too.

'What's the harm in one more addition to the family? Even if we don't, I don't mind at all. Let's just see how life goes~'