Sweety awake from that awkward dream.
She felt guilty for Frisk’s words, but she did not know what to do. She turned and saw Sans leaning on the bed, using his own arms as a pillow and asleep. Asleep … Wait! How long was she asleep ?!
Hell, she probably fell asleep when she was with Papyrus and he brought her home again.
* Frisk: Do not wake him up … He looks cute.
Sweety: Frisk? Uhm … I’m sorry about today, I do not know what happened to me.
* Frisk: No, you did not do anything bad, dear. I behave in an incorrect way.
Sweety: Both heh. How can you know that he looks cute?
* Frisk: Well, technically I can not see, but I can feel it.
Sans: Huh? Did you wake up honey?
Sans hugged the little girl, it was a very warm hug. The skeleton interrupted that beautiful moment with a small grunt.
Sans: I hate when people carry flowers on their bodies, and even more so when those flowers can not be removed, y'know?
Sweety: Sorry, I should have told you before …
Sans: Do not worry, from today I’ll be with you and protect you from all the bad things in this world. You’re my little sweetie.
She shook her head.
He did not want Sans to get too attached. Bad things could happen again, and she did not want him to get hurt from all this.