#horrertale

He pulls out the shirt and reads it, confused. 

“Im not a father though...” he asks, and you blankly stare at him. You forgot how dense your mate can be. 

It takes a few moments before it clicks, his eyelights expanding as he looks at you in realization. 

“Oh my god!” 

“Yeah…” 

His permagrin widens as he pulls you into a hug, tears brimming in his eyes. 

You two hold each other for a few minutes, crying of joy. Sans immediately wants to tell everyone, but you urge him to wait until tomorrow; tonight you just want to be with him. 

Either way, you both are extremely excited for your new little family. 

-UT papyrus

“Dd- do you t-think you c-could be p-pregnatt?” alphys asks, rubbing your back as you hurl into the toilet for the fourth day in a row. You gasp for air as you wipe tears from your eyes. 

“No… Monsters can't get humans pregnant... can they?” alphys shrugs. 

And that's how you found out you were pregnant. Sitting on the floor of undyne and alphys bathroom as papyrus and undyne spar in the backyard. 

Alpys was able to grab you a test from the store, and it came back positive. You stare at the two little lines for what feels like  years... What would Papyrus say? You never talked about this stuff with him... and it never crossed your mind that you could get pregnant like that with a monster... 

The back door opens, breaking you from your mini-spiral. 

“What do you want to do?” Alphys asks quietly. 

“I have to tell him... When we get home though,” Alpys nods, telling you to call her if you need anything. 

You step out of the bathroom, trying to hide your anxiety and greet your boyfriend. 

“Hi papy! How was training?” 

"HELLO, MY LOVE! YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT, MY BEST SPAR YET!!” he boasts, undyne slaps him on the back playfully. "Yeah, CAUSE I LET YOU WIN, NERD!” 

Undyne laughs as Papyrus rolls his eyes, gathering his things. “YES WELL, WE WILL SEE ABOUT THAT NEXT WEEK!” 

The two of you bid your goodbyes and take the short trek home, Papyrus telling you all about his training with Undyne. After a few minutes, you both arrive at your shared apartment, locking the door behind you. You call Papyrus’s name. 

He turns to you, noting your shaky voice with worry. 

“Are You Alright?” he asks, lowering his voice. 

"Um, I have to tell you something important,” you say, gesturing for him to take a seat. 

He quietly sits down, more worried by the second. 

With a heavy sigh, you sit down next to him, opening your mouth to start, but nothing comes to mind. 

“Y/N… Did I Do Something To Upset You? I Apolig-” 

“Im pregnant,” you blurt out, interrupting Papyrus. 

Papyrus stares at you agape. That was not what he was expecting from you. 

You fidget with your fingers as you wait for his response, opening your mouth to apoligize or something, but Papyrus beats you to it. 

“Really?” 

“...yeah”

Tears appear in papyrus’s eye sockets as he stares at you with an unreadable expression; fear grips your soul as you worry that hes upset with you… you knew you never talked about it but you hoped he would be excited. 

"Wowie,” Papyrus says, finally breaking out into a smile and pulling you into a hug. 

“I'M GOING TO BE A DAD!” he cries! You laugh under him, breaking out into your own tears. 

“Yeah!” You are so happy Papyrus is happy; you didnt want toget your hopes up, but you were hoping he would be. 

The rest of the night papyrus is pulling up houses in good school districts and baby clothes because, of course, “MY BABY NEEDS TO HAVE THE COOLEST WARDROBE! OF COUSE!” 

UF sans

Red wanted kids, always had. He never imagined he would get the chance too, but still he liked to imagine having a family. 

So when he met you and as your relationship grew, he would be lying if he hadn't daydreamed about it.

Though he never told you, he felt silly for wanting such soft things. 

So when you brought up the idea to him one night, he was ecstatic! Immdedeatly texting alpys to see how they could make it work; fortunatey, it was possible. 

But after months and months with no results, his excitement died down into pessimism, convinced that the universe was punishing him for his past actions. 

But one day you came home all jittery and excited; whenever he asked what was up, you just giggled and brushed him off, telling him to wait. Wait for what? 

"Doll, what are you plannin’?” sans asks, once again you giggle and shoo him away. “You will see! Now go away, stinky man; I'll show you when I am ready!” you say, closing the door to your room. 

About a week ago, you took a test, preparing yourself for another negative. Until there wasn't one, you sobbed for at least an hour in the bathroom as you saw those two pink lines on the test. 

You knew you had to do something special; you called Grilby and asked him to close the bar early, leaving it empty for just the two of you.

You had planned to take him to his favorite place, get his favorite food, and tell him the best news of his life...

But sans is being a ass and making your life harder.

“Come onnn- sans” "No.” 

“Sans!” you forget how lazy your mate is, opting to sit in his lounge chair and tell him there than go to your plans. Fine then. If that's what he wants. 

"Fine, I'll tell you right here, right now.” 

“Great!” 

“Im pregnant” 

Sans drops the mustard bottle in his hand and sits up, not expecting that. You look at him unamused with your arms crossed. 

“Really??” 

“Yeah. I planned a whole thing to tell you. Payed grilby an arm and a leg to rent out the bar.”

Sans opens and closes his mouth a few times in shock, bringing a hand to his skull. 

“Shit doll, im sorry—were going to have a baby?” 

You nod your head, the softness in his voice causing all your annoyance to fall away. Sans chokes out a sob as you come over and hug him; he rabs onto your shirt tightly as if at any moment you would disappear. 

“Were going to have a baby!” 

UF papyrus

You two actually found out in a really silly way; Alphys wanted to check on your soul after you two soulbonded to see the reactions on a human soul since no human has ever bonded with a monster since before the barrier broke. Once a year she will do a checkup on your soul and the bond to study the changes. 

You and Alphys sit alone in her office, a large x-ray-looking machine sitting in front of your chest. Alpys types on her keyboard as she starts up the machine. 

“A-alright and- o- oh!” You look at Alphys concerned; thats not the reaction you were wanting. 

“What is it?” you ask. 

“W- well” she starts, turning the monitor towards you. 

There in the middle of the screen was your soul, a faint red surrounding it—Papyrus’s magic. 

“If you l-look you can see the bond is v-very healthy." You nod, Thats good…

“But if you look right here,” she says, pointing towards a small speck on your soul. She pinches her claw zooming in on the monitor. As it expands, you see the small blob is not a blob but an upside down heart. 

A second soul. 

“T-that is w-what i was surprised a-about…” 

A little soul, you are pregnant... Your throat tightens as you feel the urge to cry. exhaustion and joy flood you. After all this time, finally! 

“Is that?” alphys nods, confirming. 

Alphys finishes her checkup much to your dismay; all you wanted to do was run to Papyrus as quick as you could and tell him the good news. 

You get home and eagerly call his name, searching the house for him.

Shit hes at work; he wont be home for another four hours...

You huff in frustration... but then you   idea. 

Quickly, you get your supplies. 

A few hours later, Papyrus arrives home, tossing his jacket on the couch with a growl. Today has been awful. You sniff the air, noticing the smell of fresh bread? He wanders into the kitchen where he finds you, and with a smile, he silently walks up behind you, wrapping his long arms around your waist. 

“HELLO MY DEAR,” he says, burrowing his nose into the crook of your neck. You squeak in surprise. 

“Hi handsome,” you greet back, turning around in his grasp to face him. 

“I have a surprise for you.” 

Papyrus quirks his brow at you, a surprise? 

Hesitantly he lets go of you, watching you walk to the oven and dramatically fling it open, exposing some homemade milk buns. 

“Tadaa!!” 

Awkwardly he nods at you; you bake often... Why is this special? 

You realise he didn't get it, and you roll your eyes, not wanting to spell it out for him. 

“WHAT IS IT?”

“Its a bun in the oven that i made.” 

Papyrus nods confused. “YES???” "Papyrus, im trying to be cute.” 

“YOU ARE CUTE!”

You stomp your foot. That's not what you meant.

"Baby, im pregnant.” 

Papyrus pauses, then it clicks.

Bun in the oven. 

“OH MY GOD,” Papyrus pulls you to him and swings you around. 

“I DONT KNOW IF I SHOULD BE ANNOYED OR OVERJOYED, BUT IM CHOOSING THE LADDER! WERE GOING TO HAVE A BABY!!” You laugh in his arms as he eventually sets you down, nuzzling your hair. 

“I Cant Wait To Tell Sans” 

HT sans. 

Sans had a shitton of magic; since he was so deprived of magic in the underground when they got out, their magic came back tenfold, causing him to have constant excess. And there was one way that's the easiest (and most fun) way to get rid of excess  magic... and that's why you are here now. 

Eight weeks pregnant in the hospital, you came in for a stomach bug originally, but then the doctor came in and told  you... It looks like all that excess magic has some side effects...

You carry the little paper with the positive test home, finding sans waiting for you at the table. He smiles; if the big dork had a tail, you would swear it would be wagging.

He doesn't verbally greet you, instead hulking over and burying his face in your hair with a loud purr. You smile and pat the side of his skill. 

“Missed you to big guy.” 

You try and act normal; you werent sure how sans would  react... You never really talked about it with him. Sans immediately clocked your mood though, cocking his head in a silent question. 

“Im fine,” you say, moving to the fridge to start dinner. 

"Liar,” he says, a deep, anxious growl rumbling in his chest. 

“Are you sick?” he asks. You forgot that going to the hospital and then not telling your mate what the doctors said is not the best idea. 

You close the fridge and lean against it, crossing your arms. 

You really didnt want to tell sans yet...

“Im not sick,” you say slowly, trying to figure out how to tell him.

“Whats… wrong?” sans asks. 

Sans talks slower due to his injury, but he is still smart as a whip,  clocking any small mood shifts with great speed and accuracy. You can't hide anything from him. 

“Umm… How do you feel about kids?” you ask, testing the waters. 

Sans perks up, thinking for a moment. 

“I like kids,” he says.

“But do you want kids?” 

Sans quickly nods his head eagerly, “Yes.” 

You relax slightly at that, nodding your head.

“How would you feel if we were to have a kid? Like… now?” 

“... that would be nice?” He asks a slight question at the end of his sentence: What were you getting at? 

"Well, that may be the case. Because im pregnant.” 

Sans eyelight grows, walking to you slowly as if you would bolt. Gently, he places his hands on your hips and looks down at you. 

“Your fucking with me… really?” He says happily, and you shake your head no, handing him the paper you got from the doctors. 

“I swear im not.” 

Sans shortcuts you to your shared room, placing you on the bed and grabbing his phone to call papyrus, you have to almost wrestle the phone out of his hands, urging him to wait a little bit before he tells anyone. But he can't help it; he's just so excited! 

And no HT papyrus, as i headcannon, they are asexual :3