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Weird thing to say to start us off but dating Baggs to an extent is like having a sugar daddy, he likes to dote on and provide for his partners

He deems you a precious thing that deserves to be pampered

Plus he literally pulled strings to make his brother captain of the royal guard, safe to say he'd do the same for you

It is a "welcome to easy street" type vibe, almost all bills are covered, ask him sweetly with a compliment then you get what you want, and you'll stress over very little as far as he's concerned

Most he'll ask is the sentiment is returned, stroke his ego, make him a coffee, surprisingly not hard to please in terms of having him as a partner. He is something of a giver in the end

And he has such a silver tongue, the compliments are endless.

However with all this buttering up, time to get the somewhat uncomfortable part out of the way he is not above hypnotizing you

He'll try not to and avoid it when he can but his powers are tricky and he can use them even when he doesn't mean to

Ideally you'll just be put into a trance for a bit, not remember anything and he gaslights you into thinking everything is fine trust trust

He does lowkey feel guilty afterwards so if you notice him pampering you more than usual.....yeah

He can't fool you forever but he will try, lying through his teeth constantly and even being a little two faced. It's all with good intentions but frustrating for anyone that dates him especially if you're calling him out on his bullshit

Ideally he keeps the hyponsis part entirely secret in his mind but if you find out and take it relatively well- safe to say you're outta the dark and the lying happens a lot less

Hope you aren't easily flustered, man looooves to flirt and get handsy the more you blush the worst he gets

He does actually have glasses that prevent this issue but he doesn't like wearing them but he might put them on for dates at least

Hidden romantic type, dates aren't frequent (he is a workaholic) but he sets the vibe well and makes them memorable

Surprisingly not that big on PDA tho so it's only in private at least

He ain't a prude by ANY means he just has a professional aura to maintain and he can't keep that up with you being all cute on his lap now can he?

I hope you know he canonically uses "pet" and "kitten" as pet names for you 100% unironically

That's the thing about Baggs, he is suave and smooth but never as suave and smooth as he lets on.

Despite everything its still you indeed there is some of that sans goofiness and patheticness there even its harder to find, he'll still crack jokes though they aren't as frequent and his lab is the definition of organized chaos

But it organized chaos don't touch his stuff even if you're trying to be helpful and especially if you aren't very science savvy, he has a system don't mess with it he will NOT be happy

He's something of an obsessive control freak ngl

Not as bad as Nightmare Sans but he frequently keeps tabs on you, wants to know who you're talking to and his hypocritical ass does not appreciate it you try to keep secrets from him

Not jealous but certainly possessive, he never thinks you'll actually leave him (he makes sure of that) but he does not like when others get touchy or bother you

You are his. You will not forget that.

Takes notes on his partner in general- some of them are basic notes anyone might have. Reminders of anniversaries, birthdays, allergies, blood type, etc.

Some are kinda weird, almost like you're one of his experiments, you do this when he does that, small immensely personal details and notes about your biology even you might not know about.

It's not that he views you as an experiment FYI its just hard for him to get out of science mode sometimes

Up to this point I've been keeping it vague if his partner is a monster or a human but if you are pleeeeaaase let him run some tests

I wasn't kidding when I said he's the inverse of a monster fucker, a monster who has an unusual interest in humans. He wants to learn everything and maybe even show off the human knowledge he already has because he a nerd like that

Best way to make him happy is to let him mansplain things to you he loves feeling like the smart one

He physically cannot sleep and nothing can change but he's happy to hold you while you doze off in his arms. Might watch you for a bit or keep you snuggled up in his lap while he does paper work, reads, etc.

Likewise the closest he can currently get to sleep is just....zoning the fuck out so if he ever has a thousand yard stare he needs a mental break and this is the closest he can get

He is....mentally unstable at the end of the day, so that does add a layer of predictability things not going to plan or being out of his control stresses him out a lot to the point he can crash out over it

He's never violent but he does yell and is difficult to get with

To make it very clear though these moments are very very rare, Baggs hates looking uncomposed but it does add to their whiplash I imagine. Normally he keeps all emotions under lock and key

You will always be the one he's willing to be the most vulnerable for which is genuinely saying a lot

On a lighter note that cringe self insert fanfiction i mentioned him writing? You're apart of it. Don't recommend reading though because it some Wattpad cringe

And a lot of it is nsfw

Out of all the boys he's the most likely to grab your soul and mess around with it, not forcefully but like....let him see it. You trust him, don't you?

Definitely gets a kick out of messing with you so he'll be super cryptic about nothing just to see you confused or tensed about it but it never goes too far usually but he still does it. He a little bit of a smug shit head

So. Much. Condescending headpats. Especially if he thinks you're being silly

Against all odds, the kid had done it. Monster after monster, puzzle after puzzle, impossible odd after impossible odd. Teddy had been following, keeping an eye on them, and playing protector when he could. All a promise to some hag in the ruins, that was the end of it....

That's what he told himself.

After everything he can't quite hold onto that excuse anymore, he had come to care for the human child. As if they were his own...

The barrier broken after several years, they all followed after them. Looking immensely strange, hundreds of monsters, all of which looked almost demonic....following after one small human child. The village they arrived at almost attacking on sight if not for them.

"STOP!"

Young, small, and far from intimidating, their voice was always powerful. It was something he had come to respect, hands held out, and keeping everyone behind them. Protecting the monsters that once would have killed them without second thought.

He wouldn't have believed it if he weren't witnessing it happen.

And the humans listened, holding their weapons and their attacks.

Frisk kept their hands held out, "They're my friends." They said, calmly yet with full sincerity. "They helped me....they'll help us....I know they look scary....but...."

Several of them offered smiles, waves, and timid uncertain looks. A different human spoke up.

"Frisk?"

The child offered the person an almost cold glare.

"We thought-"

"I know what you thought." They step forward, Asgore made them ambassador for a reason, right? "I was thrown down there as a sacrifice. I should be dead." They did die, but that was besides the point. They continue forward. All eyes are on them now.

"Yet here I am. Everything I've ever been told about monsters? Disproven. Left behind by you, found by someone else. I know how they look, I know we all heard the stories but they aren't are enemies. Their entrapment was wrong and they deserve a second chance, they're offering us one. They offered me one. They...."

What are they even saying? Is this even working? A string of anxiety that's stopped as a large boney hand is placed on their shoulder, they look back. Teddy doesn't smile. He almost never does. But the message is clear.

The message has been clear since they first stepped out of the Ruins.

I'm rooting for ya kid

They place their much small hand over his, the reassurance goes along way. A reminder of who always had their back despite everything, even even it didn't look like it.

"They don't want to hurt us." They said confidently, "And I know you don't want to hurt them....so....can we move forward? With a new era? Monsters and humans together?"

They whispered, they talked but it didn't sound negative nessecarily. Slowly...one of the adults, a village elder Frisk recognized, stepped forward. It looked like all the effort had paid off, a sign that at long last Frisk and their new family could be happy then-

Light broke the sky.

It has always been darkness and blood red moons above them, then all at once a beam of pure blinding light broke through it all. Some monsters screamed, some hissed, even several humans flinched or even collapsed as brightness filled their vision.

Frisk nearly yelped, just as used to the darkness as everyone else looking around in pure confusion. No one had any clue, even Teddy was shielding his eyes and then they saw it. The figures silhouette....then came the various screams from human and monsters alike

"The angel!" "Heaven!" "It's them!" "Praise be-" "Our savior!"

So many collapsed to their feet in blind worship, Frisk stood there....confused and baffled. At a surface level it was an angel, but something was off. Very off. A skeleton with wings....a crown, a full suit of armor and then....Frisk didn't get to look at his eyes before seeing the results others hand. A dazed blissed out look, some were starting to smile- what was happening? He hadn't even done anything why were they all-

"Greetings, everyone! Fear not, I bring only your salvation."

Frisk looked to Teddy, Teddy was avoiding looking at....at whoever this was. Having figured out something already but Frisk, well, ever the determined one moved forward.

"Who....what are you....?" The light he brought with him remained, they really couldn't make out his face.

"They all were correct, young one. I am your angel. Your savior. I will come to rid your world and many others of suffering, I can tell you've all been through plenty." This voice was sweet, it reminded Frisk of how Toriel spoke,but something about it was haunted. Terrifying. "Let me take your pain away."

Frisk kept moving closer, he was grinning. Grinning alot. What the hell?

Frisk looked around, humans and monsters circled them but they seemed....vacant. Smiling vacant. They turned away from the angel entirely,

"....mom?" Toriel simply grinned.

"Pap? Spooky?" He hated that nickname but he said nothing this time.

"Undyne!" Her eye was glowing.

"Teddy...?" He was still averting his gaze. Whatever he was doing. The moment you looked at him. But Frisk hadn't- the pieces were falling together, don't look at the eyes! Don't look at his eyes!

"What are you doing to them!?"

"You humans and your determined spirits." Frisk didn't dare turn around, but his shadow cast long over the. The angels voice was fond, as if recalling something. "Look at me, child. It'll all be over soon. I feel your fear, I can take it away."

They didn't turn.

Dream wasn't asking.

A hand grabbed them.

"Kid!-"

Teddy almost lunged, but the survival instinct inside him told him to stay put. A common thing he practiced routinely underground is that he can't save the kid from everything- they have to learn to face their own battles. But at the same time? He actually doubts he could do much against this. Whatever he is.

Frisk saw it. Those golden stars of eyes. The pure bliss they brought from look alone. It stunned them, bliss, happiness, wiping away stress and worry easily. They could get lost in it.

"That's right....we'll get along nicely..."

This. This is what he's doing. Making everyone happy, too happy, stupidly happy. The memories of their friends and families' faces twisted into overly wide vacant smile....the way he spoke....in their last moments, everything made complete sense.

Look into his eyes.

You're mindless.

He's going to turn everyone into his puppets.

And he's going to call it salvation.

The horrible realization....the sick truth of it all. Knowing that they can't let that happen. It filled them with determination.

A flash of red shined through, the golden stars that took shape then shattering as they let out a frightening scream. Thrashing around wildly in his grasp as their hands lunged forward in an attempt to wrap around the angels neck. All that pacifism gone in an instance as they attempted to squeeze, to choke, to stop him- but it was pointless.

It was moving a mountain. Simply impossible. They were too small, too weak, too-

He laughed, joyous and delighted. "Ohohohoho!" Suddenly, Frisk is lifted, and Dreams grasp tightened. Painfully so as they squirmed relentlessly, kicking screaming, "Such spirit!" His voice suddenly turns thoughtful, "What would it take to break it..."

He stood silent long enough, he had to do something. He looked at the threat, "Wait-"

The angel looked at him. He felt small for the first time in his god forsaken life.

"The kid didn't mean it....listen....we'll do what you ask just don't...don't hurt them." It didn't feel like they had a choice in any of that, but seeing Frisk just dangle helplessly in his grasp....he had to do something.

Dream just stares. Teddy is looking at him. Doesn't meet his gaze directly. He looks at Frisk, a look of understanding. It'll be okay.

Dream motions him forward.

Teddy comes.

"Your name?"

"Sans....kiddo calls me Teddy," he's still not sure what sparked that nickname.

Then, the angel points down. "Kneel."

"Teddy?" Frisk speaks up weakly, terrified at what all was unfolding. The skeleton simply shoots them a look.

"It'll be fine, kid." He kneels, reluctantly so but he does. "We'll get through it, we always do."

Dream just giggles, and an agreement was made. "You’ll do nicely."

It was a domino effect from there, the dark world surrounded in shadows and harsh shades of red was was drained into whites, yellow and oranges, church's miles long were built, everyone smiled, stars filled their eyes, no part of their world was left unscathed. Everyone was cleaned by the angel, they went willingly, they went not in their right mind and worst case scenario? They went by force.

And he was there front and center, he isn't proud of it. He takes orders, and that's it. Dream thinks he's a dumb brute, and Teddy gives him nothing to think otherwise. He's just an errand boy to some angel. Sometimes, Papyrus breaks out of his trance but never for long, Frisk never stays under long and he can only avoid it occasionally.

Things are better. Monsters dont eat flesh anymore. Don't need to. No more sickness, no more endless death, no more...anything. They all exist in mindless bliss.