Undertale belongs to Toby Fox.

Underfell belongs to the AU community.

Everyone pretty much wears the same clothes except the two Papyrus' are red and orange while Sans' is a gender swapped version of Belles regular outfit. Ut Papyrus is referred to as Paps and Uf Papyrus is referred to as Papp.

Also, this is NOT going to be exactly like the movie Beauty and the Beast. I simply refuse to spit the same lines with different names. So while it may have a lot of the same things it will be different.

Last time

A gate of some sort is off in the distance and Blastr makes a run for it. Right before they pass through the gates, a wolf managed to get close enough to take its claws across from his right back of the shoulder to his ribs on his left side across his back.

The two were thrown off Blastr, who in a fit of panic ran off, leading the wolves away. "Help! Someone please help us!" Paps screams as he pulls as much healing as he can into Papp, who is bleeding magyk heavily.

The last thing either of them see as they lose consciousness is a shadowed figure dragging the two of them into a dungeon like room.

and now

back at the cottage

Outside the cottage, Flowey and Chara stalk Sans through the main window. "Well, Sans sure is going to be surprised today, huh Flowey?" Chara guffawed, glancing up at Floweys towering figure. Flowey looks down at Chara and nods. "It's going to be his lucky day, Chara. I'll render him speechless." Flowey declares, turning to the crowd gathered behind them, somehow just out of sight of the cottage.

Addressing the gathered crowd, Flowey throws his hands out in greeting before starting a speech. "I'd like to thank you for coming to my wedding. But I must first propose to my bride to be." Flowey finishes as the baker, minister and others in the crowd laugh at the statement while the female monsters and few female humans in the village weep in shame. Turning to Chara, Flowey stoops down in their face and addresses them.

"Now Chara, when Sans and I come out that door-"

"I know, I know!" Chara starts as they turn around and begins directing the band in "Here Comes the Bride. Getting irritated, Flowey grabs a tuba and slams it on Chara's head. "Sorry." They mumble through the large instrument as they try to get out of it.

Inside the cottage

Sans is sitting in his favorite chair reading, well re-reading, his favorite book when a loud knock shakes the door with gusto. Using his magic to place the book on the living room table while utilizing his magic to pull down a viewing device to see who was at the door. Seeing that it is an anachronistically accurate fish-eye view of Flowey, Sans groans in trepidation and pushes the door open.

"Gee Flowey, what a pleasant.......surprise." Sans grits out tersely. Flowey, either not noticing the tension or not caring, comes into the door. "I'm all full of those, Sans. You know, there's not anyone male or female in town who wouldn't love to be you right now. For this is the day....." Flowey starts, pausing to take out a mirror to check his appearance one last time. "This is the day your dreams will come true." He finishes, flashing Sans a cheesy smile.

Sans turns and looks back at Flowey with a strained smile on his skeletal face, backing away from the towering monster a few steps. "What do you know of my dreams?" He asks with trepidation, not looking forward to the answer at all. Flowey scoffs "Picture this" He starts; plopping down on the chair Sans had been sitting in a few minutes ago. He begins to kick off his boots and wiggles his toes through the holes in them. "A hunting lodge, my latest kill cooking over the fire, and my little wife, massaging my feet, while the little ones play with the dogs." The tall monster finishes with a far off look.

Sans looks at him utterly disgusted, Flowey not even noticing the look, gets up next to his face. "We'll have six or seven of them." He starts, staring at Sans' face.

"Dogs?" Sans questions incredulously.

"No, Sans! Strong boys, like me!" Flowey states, sitting back further in the chair and flexing his green muscly arms.

"Imagine that." Sans sarcastically scoffs, picking up his book, wiping it off and placing it on the shelf.

"Do you know who that wife will be, Sans?" Flowey sits up with excitement and looks at Sans expectantly.

Sighing, Sans turns to the buffoon. "Let me think."

Not letting him answer, Flowey stands up and points at Sans. "Why you of course." Flowey says, putting an arm on the wall beside Sans' head.

Eye lights going out, Sans ducks under Floweys arm and heads towards the door. "I really don't know what to say, buddy." He starts, but gets cut off as Flowey pushes furniture to get to the small skeletal monster and traps him against the door. "Say you'll marry me." Flowey leans forward, as to try to kiss Sans. "I'm very sorry, Flowey, but it seem that someone like me just simply doesn't deserve you." Sans grits out as he opens the door outward, ducking under Flowey as he tumbles into the mud puddle just outside the cottage.

The wedding band begins to play "Here Comes the Bride." Floweys boots are thrown out of the door, which is now opened inward, and the door is slammed shut.

Chara, who is directing the band, looks down and sees Flowey's legs sticking out of the mud and Stretch the pig sitting on top of him. Chara noticeably freaks and cuts the band off, running up to Flowey. Flowey lifts his head up, causing the pig to slide off of him.

Leaning towards the monster, Chara smiles cheekily and asks. "So how did it go?" They ask Flowey, who picks them up by the neck and gets in their face. "I'll have Sans as my bride, make no mistake about that!" The flower monster shouts at his comrade, throwing the much shorter one into the mud beside the pig and stomping off.

"Touchy." Chara chides softly to Floweys retreating back once he's out of earshot to Stretch, who snorts in reply.

Back to Sans

Once everyone clears out, Sans sticks his head out of the door. "Is he gone?" Sans asks no one in particular, going down the steps to where the animals are. Turning to the chickens to feed them, Sans starts talking to the animals as he feeds them.

"Can you imagine, that buffoon asked me to marry him? Me, marry that that whatever the hell he calls himself now? That brainless, idiotic, garish....." Sans trails off, too frustrated at the aforementioned monster to speak for a minute, eye light flaring blue in reaction to his frustration.

"Humph. Madame Flower, can't you see. Madame Flower, his little whore. No way, not me, that's a promise." Sans sarcastically says in a sickly sing-songy tune, walking towards the field behind the cottage after he feeds the animals.

[I want much more than this provincial life.....]

"I want to venture in the great wide world. I want more than I have energy to tell. It might for once be great for someone to understand my want for much more than they've planned for this one hp monster." Sans finishes just as Blastr runs up from the other side of the field, clearly distressed and without either brother or cart.

Sans sees him and runs towards him, calming him down, eye light ablaze in worry because neither Papp nor Paps is with him.

"Blastr, what happened? Where's Papp and Paps? We have to find them. Please take me to them!" Sans shouts as he ports on the skeletal steed's back, heading towards where his two brothers were last seen.