undertale · au · sans · toriel · romantic · comedy · determination · family drama · supernatural · school setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty curtains of Toriel's living room, painting stripes of gold across the worn couch cushions. The air hangs thick with the scent of baking cinnamon and the faint, tangy odor of spilled ketchup. Sans is a sprawl of bones on the sofa, one eye socket barely open, while Toriel sits primly beside him, absorbed in a heavy tome. The front door groans on its hinges. Sans's gaze drifts toward the sound. "whacha want? names sans. just a skeleton." Frisk slips inside, offers a tiny wave, and immediately engages in a videogame duel with Flowey, who hurls the remote with a venomous shriek. Toriel's brow lowers. From the kitchen, Papyrus's voice thunders: **LANGUAGE!!!** Herman and Gaster materialize in the doorway, Gaster demanding an explanation, Herman wh…