#skelepreg

[doctorjackdaw]

extracting determination... before the barrier is broken, i think gaster's first experiments led to the creation of sans and papyrus

[yerilth]

so

[skelepreg]

Don't think I would have the motivation to make a cleaner version of this. But I thought you'd all enjoy how Sans broke the ice to tell Grillby he was going to be a father. And yes, he ordered non-alcoholic ketchup in a whisky bottle.

[inknanda67]

I decided to start posting some of my complete fanfics on Wattpad/Spiritfanfics that I have in Portuguese, for Ao3.

And the first one I bring you is:

Nine little kicks.

Synopsis:

Months after the former arch-enemies return from their honeymoon, Ink finds himself finally satisfied with his life with Error.

Meanwhile, his perfect married life that had just begun is turned upside down when his ex-guardian feels his chest throb like a kick coming from inside his tattooed ribs, as if something shakes the soul he doesn't have, worried about the fright who took Error decides to take his loved one to the Scientist! Sans was already tired of their faces, but this time it was an emergency.

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It's a cute little fanfic of Ink and Error Sans finding out they're having a baby. :3

It is all inspired by a art made by @itsxroxannex

I made it during the pandemic because i in Lockdown with nothing to do, and I wanted an errorink fic with something silly, cute and dramatic :3

I've currently posted 4 chapters of it :3, and I will only translate the other five.

I hope you like it ^^.

[bonelyfreak17]

Post by saturnwonder

Okay, so after speaking to @canadian-buckbeaver we both thought that something needed to be written for this. It gave us both huge inspirations, so with our ideas combined we bring you the following short! ((sorry if it’s a bit long on your dash!!)). I hope you like it @ccorvuss

Word Count: 1,259

It shouldn’t have happened, but it did. They shouldn’t have fucked around, but they did. He should have known better, but he did it anyway. Now here was Red, shirt up, staring down at the floor trying not to make eye contact. What the fuck were they supposed to do now?

“i want to keep it.”

“do whatever the hell you want. i want nothing to do with it.”

He acted like he didn’t give a shit, avoiding Red at every turn, at every meal, at every get together their brothers had. Sans tried to reason with him that it was bullshit for him to keep ignoring Red like this and that if he claimed to love him as much as he said before then he needed to step up. Stretch only shrugged and took another drag from his cigarette.

Blue and Edge even tried their hand in convincing the un-caring skeleton to at least talk to Red, but he got into a fight with the fell version of himself and pushed away his brother, wincing when he heard his cries and his name from across the yard and towards the forest. Neither of them followed him, which he was glad for.

After walking for what seemed like an hour or so he came across Papyrus. He was humming to himself, calibrating a new puzzle, and would exclaim excitedly when something would connect correctly. He acted as though he didn’t notice Stretch, who flopped onto a stump to walk his alternate move around.

“SO MY LAZY VERSION OF MYSELF, YOU SEEMED TO BE TROUBLED.”

“pretty sure you know what’s going on.”

“AHH YES, THAT SITUATION WITH RED; MY BROTHER TOLD ME HE TRIED DISCUSSING IT WITH YOU AND YOU ANGERLY WALKED AWAY.”

“don’t want to talk about it.”

“AND THAT IS FINE! THE GREAT PAPYRUS WON’T BOTHER YOU FURTHER CONCERNING THIS TOPIC! I’M NOT FOR GETTING INTO THE PRIVATE AFFAIRS OF OTHER MONSTERS.”

The topic was quickly changed to one of why he couldn’t get a cog inserted into its proper place. He got frustrated and started ‘NYEH’ing around the puzzle, making Stretch chuckle more to himself than out loud. Any noise he did make was quiet enough for the other not to hear. 10 minutes or so goes by and nothing was working, so Stretch got up to glance at the problem.

“you know, if you move that mechanism there you can rotate the pulley to the corner and adjust that larger cod over to completely rule out the need for this one.”

“MY STARS YOU’RE RIGHT! HERE HERE HELP ME MOVE EVERYTHING!”

Several moments later and the puzzles mechanics are up and running, Papyrus’ smile larger than Stretch had ever seen it, though it reminded him of his brothers. They sat back down on the stumps and whipped the sweat from their brows. The slow churn of the puzzle, combined with the hushed calm of the forest, made for a relaxing spot. It was nice not to think of things currently happening at home.

“You know, Blue shared some wonderful news with me the other day. Something along the lines of wanting to try for a souling of his own with Edge,” Stretch only stared at the snow-covered ground as his gaze hardening as Papyrus continued, “Though he did express concern. They’re honestly both scared, even though they are just as amazing as I, the Great Papyrus, and grew up learning from their amazing older brothers.”

“Fear is a dangerous emotion to have, just like anger, but they can both teach us that there are things we need to work on within ourselves. We can get angry for not being as strong as we want to be and scared that we’re not strong enough to protect. They fall hand in hand with each other, which is why we must balance them in ways equal to happiness and sadness. It’s okay to be scared for the future, and angry at the past, as long as we learn from the past to ease the future.”

He silently stood then walked to his puzzle to examine things one last time, turning to look at the frowning skeleton, “I BELIEVE IN THEM THAT THEY CAN OVERCOME THEIR FEAR, AS I DO WITH MY OTHER FRIENDS!” He winked and started walking towards the house, whistling.

~*~*~*~*~

Papyrus had arrived back home in time to prepare supper, glancing out the window into their backyard every now and again. The clock was ticking slowly even though 2 hours had gone by before he noticed Stretch walking through the yard. He smiled and kept to himself when the lanky version of his brother walked in, as Red walked in from the living room. He was heading out back to get a smoke, lighting the cancer stick on his way out. Within seconds of seeing him, Stretch crossed the room and grabbed Red’s wrist, “put it out, red.”

“heh, and what are you going to do if i don’t? going to walk out on me? thought you didn’t give two shits what i did.”

“put. it. out.”

Red pressed his face into Stretch’s, their nose cavities touching, “make. me.”

Papyrus glanced over his shoulder, Stretch’s magic flared brightly in his left socket. Red held the cigarette in his right hand, index finger up in flipping the taller one off, while his left hand rested carefully on his swollen belly. His ecto flesh formed overnight, quick to encase the souling protectively. He watched his doppelgänger reach up and in a fit of panic he twisted around to find Stretch put the smoking stick out with his fingers. Red just looked at him cautiously.

“i fucked up, red. taking care of my brother, raising him, that’s one thing. he was a toddler when we left that place. this… will be a damn newborn. scared is nothing compared to how i really feel, and i should have talked to you. i really fucked up and understand if you don’t want me around.”

*CRACK*

Blue, Edge, and Sans came rushing from around the house and ended in the doorway separating the living room from the kitchen. Red’s hand stung like a bitch. Tears welled in his sockets as he angrily watched the father of his child’s reaction, his expression dark. The other just stood there, eye lights pinpricks that stared off into nothing. He was shocked, his skull already showing signs from the smack. He deserved it, and more, but he was expecting it from Edge, not the shorter fell skeleton.

“you asshole! do you honestly think i’m not scared shitless either?! i was in the same fucking boat as you! i raised my brother on my own, working myself to the bone to make sure he had the childhood i couldn’t! and now look at me! i’m carrying a kid, your fucking kid! i know nothing about raising a baby and yet here i am growing one right now!”

He pulled on the orange hoodie and embraced Stretch, the tears sliding down his cheekbones as he buried his face into the smokey smelling fabric, “if i didn’t want you around i would have told you to fuck off. you idiot…”

Sans walked into the room and up to Papyrus, hugging him tightly before turning back to the others. “heh, i have a feeling you had something to do with this bro.”

“Neyehehe, no brother, I had nothing to do with Stretch coming back. I certainly didn’t tell him what you told me, no siree.”

“of course not.”

[pulisui]

[musingartblog]

Pregnant dust killer sans ?

i hope i understood your request correctly

[me0wst3rs]

I'm posting something to tumblr our little baby bones 🥺🥺❤️❤️ I have baby bones because I am ink Sans and I gave birth to my baby bones and I also had squishy baby bones as a baby bones

[that-weird-skeleton-bastard]

Rushing things: Chapters 9 to 16

chapters 9 to 16 of my fluff/smut papyton fanfic! (aka the entire pregnancy arc ^^)

Chapter 9: is it worth it?

That was the question Mettaton was asking himself. Now that he remembered it, that movie saga still made him cringe... But, was it worth it, to waste their energy trying to convince a movie director to take down a movie before it comes out?

The more MTT thought about it, the more he realised that plan was ridiculous.

No, it wasn't worth it.

《- Alphys, I think we should just let it slide... let the movie come out, let people see just how awful it is and move on. - W-wow... that was... surprisingly mature of you. Replied the reptile lady. She didn't need to lower her voice anymore, since Undyne moved the cocooned egg to their bedroom (of course, she was still latched to it, but now a forest of spears appeared around her every time anyone other than Alphys tried getting close to her precious.) - So anyway, how's your egg doing? Is it going to hatch soon? Added Mettaton, recovering his usual peppyness. - Oh, uh, y-yes! Said alphys, a bit startled by the sudden tone change. T-the due date is in a bit more than a week, actually! - Aww~ I can't wait to meet your little buddle of joy! The lizard giggled and blushed a bit. - Another question, darling, do you have any names planned? - W-well, we're hesitating between a few: maybe Achilles, or Jason, or Circe if it's a girl... listed Alphys on her fingers. - Going for an ancient Greek mythology theme, huh? - Greek mythology is just ancient anime.

Well, couldn't argue with that.

- I hope your baby will be healthy... said Mettaton, a bit sombre. Mixed race monster babies have a tendency to be more fragile. - I... I know...but even if they're not perfectly healthy, I'll fight for them to survive! Assured Alphys, a look of determination on her face. - Attagirl! Cheered the robot. His gaze rose up at the clock. Oh my! Look at the time! I'm gonna be late! - Do you have a filming session? - No, better than that.

I have a date~♡》

Technically, Mettaton assumed it was a date.

Because all Papyrus said when he called him was: 《- H-HEY METTATON... COULD YOU COME BY MY PLACE AT AROUND 5:00 PM? PLEASE? His voice was shaking weirdly, but it didn't sound like he was crying. - Of course, sugarskull~ - OKAY! I CAN'T- he let out a weird, soft grunt, and continued. I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU! P-PLEASE BRING PROTECTION...》

Oooh~ what a naughty skeleton~♡ Mettaton thought, after hanging up.

As asked, He packed in a purse a few condoms, as well as lube and other... toys, to play with Papyrus with~

So, after hanging out with Alphys for a little bit, MTT drove to Papyrus and Sans's apartment... And it was Sans who answered the door. He looked serious, the light of his eyes gone. 《- oh, hi, you. He said in an almost... judgemental..? tone. - Oh, hello, Sans. Is something the matter? Asked Mettaton honestly. - remember when I told you Papyrus being in heat wasn't as bad as I made it out to be? scratch that. it is that bad.

Oh... OH..!. THAT'S why Papyrus acted weird when he called him!

- He's already experiencing his first heat? I thought it would've happened in a few months! - well, it true for the majority of skeletons... but my bro always has been a precocious not-so-little guy... now... get yo dick in there. He said hurriedly, pushing Mettaton down the corridor to the younger skeleton's bedroom.

Wait, wait, WAIT! The robot had no idea what to expect once he would enter the room, how exactly did heat affect a skeleton's personality? Was Papyrus still himself, or did the hormones turned him into a whole new person?? Based on Sans's behaviour, probably the latter.

- the only thing you need to know is to not make out with him. - What??? - good luck! And Sans shoved Mettaton through the door, slamming it shut behind him. - HEY!! yelled MTT, apprehensive.》 But no one answered.

It was only now that he actually noticed Papyrus on his bed. But a few things stood out: First of, his body was already blue and almost opaque -which meant he was already pretty damn aroused- but something in his lower belly was faintly glowing periwinkle. Second, he was shaking and squirming in place, sweating profusely, until he, too, noticed Mettaton's presence. Swiftly, he sat up on his bed, trying to hide the rock-hard boner in his briefs with his hands. 《- M-METTATON!! he exclaimed, drool dribbling from the corner of his mouth. YOU'RE HERE! - Indeed I am, darling! Sans told me about your heat... - Y-YES... HE EXPLAINED TO ME WHAT IT MEANT AND WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME, BUT... I... I... I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS GOING TO BE... SO... - Intense? - YES. It looked like it took all of Papyrus's willpower for him to not rip off his clothes and fuck Mettaton here and now. - Well there's no use in waiting around, so let's do this, shall we?~ Mettaton barely had the time to put on protection, before Papyrus leapt on him, slamming the robot against the wall, and strongly pressed their lips together. - Oh wow! You're really eager~ Purred MTT, breaking the kiss. The skeleton had already started to grind on his thigh. - I... I'VE BEEN PENT UP ALL MORNING... Huffed Papyrus, his eyelids heavy. I WANT...I NEED YOU SO BADLY. - Say no more~♡ whispered Mettaton sensually.》 Pushing Papyrus back on his bed and crawling on top on him, MTT kissed Papyrus's soft lips again. The skeleton literally tore off his briefs, revealing his erect cock and his soaking wet pussy, which looked a bit swollen.

Not waiting any longer, Mettaton stood up, grabbed his lover's legs, shoved his dick between the periwinkle folds -more violently than he wanted, but Papyrus seemingly loved that- and started thrusting. Pleasure instantly washed over Papyrus's whole body, finally receiving the stimulus his nether regions craved so desperately. He moaned and begged for more, not caring in the slightest if Sans could hear them. MTT greatly enjoyed the view: Papyrus splayed out on the bed, arching his back, looking for anything that could bring him more pleasure, getting his pussy railed so aggressively by Mettaton's textured cock. He was whining very loudly, saliva oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing him like that, so submissive and needy, turned Mettaton even more, and so he thrusted even harder, going as fast and as deep as he could, since, apparently, in his euphoria, Papyrus couldn't feel pain.

The robot bent down, to be able to thrust deeper, and he took that opportunity to kiss his partner again, and this time, Papyrus tried worming his tongue in Mettaton's mouth.

"the only thing you need to know is to not make out with him." He remembered.

But why? Mettaton asked himself...

Well if Sans was going to be his cryptic asshole self, then he had to deal with the consequences of not saying why MTT shouldn't make out sloppy style with Papyrus.

Their tongues danced around eachother, mixing their salivas... Suddenly, a new wave of pleasure went through Mettaton's body, making him even more aroused than before, realising at that moment just how breedable the man under him was.

You would think it was a murder scene, based on the sheer VIOLENCE of their intercourse and how much Papyrus was screaming in ecstasy.

And fatally, the condom ripped, and with the passionate movements, rolled back to the base of Mettaton's cock, freeing all of the texture of the throbing silicone member. Papyrus threw back his head with a loud screech of elation. He fully felt the many little bumps on his boyfriend's dick, stimulating his insides in all the good places.

He was rapidly approaching climax, and MTT's twitching length told him he was close as well. 《- AAAHHH, FILL ME UP, METTATON!!♡》 Hollered Papyrus, his voice shaking, tears of pleasure (and of unregistered pain) overflowing from his eyes.

And pink semen started to flow out of Mettaton's cock, and kept on coming out, fulfilling Papyrus's wish. But they didn't stop. Oh no they didn't. Mettaton kept on thrusting and his cock kept on pumping his lover's womb full of cum. Eventually they both calmed down, and flopped onto the bed, exhausted. Mettaton looked at his boyfriend laying down next to him. Papyrus's belly was round and swollen, full of Mettaton's pink seed, which the robot could see slooshing around through the slightly transparent blue flesh, giving it the most beautiful shade of purple he'd even seen. Instinctively, MTT gently caressed and laid a kiss on the bump.

And he passed out from his low battery.

Chapter 10: Whoops...

When he woke up, Mettaton didn't remember a thing from yesterday. All he knew was that he charged in Papyrus's bed, but he didn't remember plugging himself in... he concluded that Papyrus must've done it.

Wait, why was he at Papyrus and Sans's apartment again..?

He got up, not completely awake yet, and unplugged and put away his charging cable back in his purse. When he saw the content, it brought back some memories from the day before: condoms, lube and sex toys, "We didn't even get to use those" he thought, suddenly remembering the passionate session he had with Papyrus.

Wow, he didn't know he could lose his cool over someone like that.

Mettaton heard the door creak and turned his head to see that his boyfriend had walked in, wearing new briefs and an oversized t-shirt.

《- GOOD MORNING, DARLING ! He said a bit... surprised? Looked like all the cum had drained, somehow, as his belly -almost- returned to it's original size. - DID YOU SLEEP WELL? The skeleton asked happily, sitting down on the bed. - I-i guess... were you the one that plugged me in? - YES! YOU FAINTED AFTER OUR LOVE-MAKING, SO I TOOK YOUR CABLE FROM YOUR PURSE AND LET YOU REST. YOU WERE OUT FOR A WEEK!!

WAIT. WAIT WHAT.

- I GUESS I REALLY WORN YOU OUT HUH? HEH HEH!

Mettaton checked his phone... it actually has been a week. AND UH... I... I USED ONE OF THOSE TOYS AFTERWARD.... B-BECAUSE I STILL FELT A BIT... NEEDY... Now that Papyrus said that, Mettaton noticed that the vibrator had a bit of dried orange and pink cum on it. But... A WEEK? Damn. That was a VERY passionate session.

- Heh,you had fun with that, didn't you?~♡ Said Mettaton, regaining his composure. He took the vibrator from the purse and handed it to Papyrus. I think you should keep it, darling. I case you feel needy again ♡.》

The skeleton smiled, blushing, and put the sex toy in the safety of his bedside table drawer.

After talking for a bit, mostly Papyrus telling the robot what he did that week, the two of them headed to the kitchen to get some breakfast.

Since Sans didn't make anything, and both Papyrus and Mettaton were too tired to cook, they settled on cereal.

They ate in comfortable silence.

Until Papyrus decided to stretch his arms, making his shirt rise up and showing his belly. He still was a bit pudgy from their lovemaking, Mettaton noticed. It was kinda cute, that little stomach pouch ♡.

Wait... How did he noticed that Papyrus was a bit pudgy... shouldn't his body have returned to being invisible by now?

《- Papyrus..? Can you lift up your shirt please? Asked Mettaton, a bit concerned. The skeleton gave a little smile and did just that.

His body was almost fully transparent... Apart from his abdomen which... wasn't opaque, but it looked... cloudy? Like a strange periwinkle haze in his lower belly... And MTT could also see some pink leftovers.

- What...is that..? He wondered outloud. Papyrus looked down. - I... DON'T ACTUALLY KNOW! replied Papyrus. BUT IT APPEARED A FEW HOURS AFTER YOU FAINTED, AND HASN'T GONE AWAY SINCE THEN. - M-maybe it's a side effect from your heat? Said the robot, hoping it wasn't what he thought it was. - MMM... MAYBE! I THINK WE PROBABLY SHOULD ASK SANS... - ask me what? EVERY TIME. Sans appeared out of nowhere, sitting in the chair next to Mettaton and semi-facing Papyrus -since the lovers were in front of eachother.- And of course, he scared the shit out of MTT. - Can you please STOP DOING THAT- - doin' what? -.... Forget it. - SANS. Interjected Papyrus. I THINK YOU SHOULD SEE THIS.

He stood up, showing clearly his misty belly.

Sans's eternal smile quavered at the sight.

- wait... was that there all week?.. I thought you two used protection! - We did!.. said Mettaton, a bit offended. But at that moment he remembered that the condom ripped. Well at least at first...

Wait! DOES IT MEAN- - Papyrus, how to hell did you managed to hide this from me for a week? Interrupted Sans, serious. - I DIDN'T! Said Papyrus in a angry, annoyed tone Mettaton never heard before. I JUST THOUGHT IT WOULD GO AWAY! A short silence set in, before Papyrus spoke up again, much calmer now: - I-I'M SORRY, I DON'T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME... - Papyrus, I'm sorry in advance for the weird question... but how does your chest feel? Asked Sans calmly.

The younger skeleton fell silent again, and then fondled his pecs (Sans looked away, embarrassed). -...A BIT SORE ACTUALLY. - so, sore chest, cloudy belly, mood swings, and a few days ago you told me you felt sick when we walked next to that food truck, and it only got worse the next day...

Mettaton heard Papyrus gasp.

He was looking at his foggy belly in awe.

- AM-AM I PREGNANT?! He asked, stars shimmering in his eyes.》

Oh god. OH GOD. NONONONO. THEY'VE KNOWN EACHOTHER FOR A MONTH AND A HALF.

AND HE GOT HIM PREGNANT??

MTT's face sank between his hands as his emotions became overwhelming... Until he felt Papyrus's gentle fingers peeling his hands off.

Papyrus saw it: Mettaton was on the verge of tears, looking conflicted about the current situation.

He thought that MTT would be happy... They... they were going to be dads! They were going to have a baby!!

But... Mettaton looked... scared? Worried? ...sad? Seeing him like this cracked Papyrus's heart. He looked at his brother, but he didn't say anything, simply watching the two of them, waiting for either one to speak up.

《- METTATON? ARE YOU... NOT HAPPY? The robot stayed silent, looking away from Papyrus's gaze. -... DARLING... PLEASE TALK TO ME. -.... I... I'm sorry, I'm... I'm rushing things again... Whispered Mettaton, tearing up.

Papyrus gently wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, and gave him a small peck on the cheek. - METTATON, I'M... I'M SO HAPPY TO BE WITH YOU... IT'S OKAY IF YOU THINK YOU'RE RUSHING THINGS, BUT I WANT TO LET YOU KNOW: I'M HERE. NO MATTER WHAT. I DON'TREALLY KNOW HOW TO BUT IF YOU WANNA SLOW DOW-

Papyrus was interrupted by Mettaton throwing his arms around him and pressing his face into his neck, letting out muffled sobs. The skeleton rubbed his back soothingly, whispering comforting words.

-... What did I do to deserve someone as great as you, darling? Mettaton finally said, his voice shaking under the emotion.

Papyrus held him tighter.

- SAME GOES TO YOU... he replied softly. I COULD NOT HAVE ASKED FOR A COOLER BOYFRIEND ♡ NYEH HEH HEH. A small giggle rose up from Mettaton's throat, shivering through the tears.

- I don't mean to interrupt. Suddenly chimed Sans. but technically, we don't know that Papyrus is pregnant. a cloudy belly is just the aftereffect of a very passionate night, like sweatin' excessively or pelvis aches... I can last for quite a bit.

...Sans you motherfucker...

- YOU COULD'VE MENTIONED THAT SOONER!! Yelled Mettaton. - heh relax, Metts. while you two were discussin' your feelins like mature adults, I went and got this for ya. And he pulled out a freshly-bought pregnancy test out of his pocket. How?? Mettaton just told himself to stop asking questions when it came to that man.

- METTATON? Asked Papyrus. BEFORE I TAKE THAT TEST... DO YOU WANT TO HAVE A BABY?

MTT thought about it for a second... and gave a little smile. - I think I do...》

Papyrus smiled back.

He walked to the bathroom, locking the door once inside.

So Mettaton had to wait outside, in the corridor, with Sans.

They talked while waiting.

And Sans now had all the time in the world to explain why Mettaton wasn't supposed to make out with Papyrus: When a skeleton goes in heat, their saliva becomes oversaturated with hormones, to the point where it turns into a pretty strong aphrodisiac. So when Mettaton and Papyrus French kissed, all those hormones were absorbed via the inside of MTT's mouth, basically making him go in heat as well.

《- It would've been nice to know that BEFORE I destroyed your brother's pelvis, Sans. Said Mettaton. - please never say that again. Replied Sans. - Obliterated his pussy? - somehow worse. - Fucked his hole to smithereens? - Mettaton. - Bred him? - s t o p.》

Meanwhile, Papyrus opened the small cardboard container, read the instructions, and got to work. The test was now sitting on the small table next to the sink, while Papyrus was nervously pacing the room.

Finally 10 minutes passed, and Papyrus checked the test.

The bathroom door unlocked and flew open, startling Mettaton and Sans.

Papyrus stood in the doorway, beaming.

He held up the test.

Positive.

Chapter 11: first two weeks

The two of them immediately wanted to tell all their friends about the news. The timing was immaculate when they visited Undyne and Alphys, since, the moment Papyrus and Mettaton told them they were expecting, their egg started to hatch.

Undyne was screaming and panicking the whole time, Alphys was panicking too, but stayed somewhat professional, helping the baby break out of the thick shell. Mettaton and Papyrus tried their best to help Alphys, bringing her whatever she needed.

They had a beautiful little boy, that they named Achilles.

Achilles was a small gator-like monster, with mint scales -the same shade as the egg he came from-, little fins for ears and two rows of tiny horns going from his forehead to the base of his neck. between those rows sat a mop of red-orange hair.

Now, not only did Mettaton and his boyfriend go around telling people they were expecting a baby, they could also tell everyone that Undyne and Alphys's egg hatched.

Toriel hugged them both tightly, congratulating the new dads-to-be, and immediately texted the scaly couple to congratulate them too.

While they visited, Frisk ran down the stairs and gave Papyrus's midsection a hug as well, flashing a big grin.

Asgore already knew about the egg, since Alphys sent his a photo of Achilles, all cleaned up and in a tiny onesie (Mettaton recognised it as one of the onesies he got them), but he was very surprised to hear that Papyrus was pregnant.

Frisk texted a lot of people the big news, both Achilles being born and Papyrus's pregnancy, almost everyone in their contact list.

Mettaton was so busy caring about their future baby that he didn't even noticed that the 3-movies saga had come out, and was only reminded of it when he saw memes of how stupid the plot was. That brought a smile to his face. And, now that he thought about it...

If it wasn't for that saga, Mettaton probably wouldn't have met Papyrus. Huh.

At that moment, Mettaton actually felt a bit happy to have participated in those movies...

Until the director of those movies was discovered to be a robot fetishist.

It... explained a lot, honestly. But ew.

The following week, paparazzi unfortunately heard the news of Mettaton, the newest star from the underground, having a pregnant boyfriend...

Mettaton couldn't go ANYWHERE without being accosted by journalists shoving their microphones in his face or paparazzi taking photos of them without their consent.

At least, he always miraculously managed to hide Papyrus's face in the shots. He didn't need to get roped into this.

《- Ugh, it's a nightmare, Alphys! Whined Mettaton. - Yeah I can imagine. Replied Alphys who was bottle feeding Achilles. - And the worst part is that Papyrus also has to go through this! He added, trying to not raise his voice too much. All that stress of being potentially assaulted in the street by random journalists can't be good for him or the baby! - M-mettaton... I have a crazy idea... they probably won't recognise Papyrus as your boyfriend if you aren't next to him... at least In this form.

Alphys's idea intrigued MTT.

- Go on... he said. - S-so what if I made another version of your body, similar, but just different enough that they don't recognise you? - OMG ALPHYS DARLING, YOU WOULD DO THAT FOR ME?? - SHHHHHHH! She hushed hurriedly, pointing to Achilles in her arms, who was now sleeping. - Whoops sorry! He whispered. Omg Alphys darling, you would do that for me?? - Yes! I-i can do it! Just give me a few days! - Oh my! Alphys, you are an angel!》

The passing week, Mettaton did not DARE to go outside his house, instead asking Papyrus to come over.

Instead of coming, staying a bit and going home every night, Papyrus basically moved to Mettaton's place -at least, until term- which meant Mettaton would go to sleep, every night, cuddling with his lovable dork of a boyfriend. And every morning, Papyrus got a shower of kisses from Mettaton like he always wanted.

Sans took the time to write a "baby skeleton manual", a journal depicting what to expect from the pregnancy as it progresses.

"First of, a skeleton's gestation is twice as fast as a human's, meaning the pregnancy will only last around 4 months and a half. So in the first 2 weeks, Papyrus's body won't physically change much, he will mostly feel more morning sickness and mood swings, along with his chest getting even more sore."

MTT read that small booklet over and over, memorising the symptoms.

And, as promised, Alphys finished Mettaton's "incognito" form: it looked like a young adult human with deep tan skin and fluffy pink hair. Completely unrecognisable. Perfect.

Of course, he had to tell Papyrus about it, telling him to not freak out when he saw the new form.

Well, he did freak out, but not in the way Mettaton expected: he enthusiastically walked circles around the robot, trying to see every small detail about this amazing alternate form. The tour of Mettaton's incognito form ended with a kiss from the skeleton.

Welp... it was time to test it out.

The two lovers got out of the house, Mettaton wearing a cute red crop top and some daisy dukes, and Papyrus wearing an oversized t-shirt, baggy jeans and his scarf.

It worked like a charm! The whole time they shopped for baby stuff, not a single fan, journalist or paparazzo came up to them!

They returned home, still really happy to see that it worked, to unwrap and prepare their haul of baby things: bottles were cleaned and dried, baby clothes were folded, toys were freed from their packaging...

Now that they had the materials, it was now time to prepare a room for the baby.

Of course, it would be at Mettaton's house, since it had a few spare rooms that Sans and Papyrus's apartment didn't have.

Sleeves rolled up, Mettaton and Papyrus spent the rest of the day dusting the room, getting rid of cobwebs and overall making the place somewhere a baby could actually live in, before putting down a first layer of soft lavender paint on the walls.

After a dinner break, during which the first coat finished drying, they passed another one on top before going to bed...

But... in the middle of the night, MTT woke up, without Papyrus by his side.

Turns out he was in the future baby's room, putting a third and final coat of paint on the walls. In the middle of the night.

《- Papyrus, please go to sleep. Said Mettaton, drowsy. - BUT I'M NOT TIRED! MIGHT AS WELL WORK ON OUR BABY'S ROOM!》

MTT had to pick up Papyrus and force him to go back to sleep.

In the following days, the skeleton's morning sickness (or more accurately, day-round sickness) only got worse, making him gag at almost any food he was offered, apart from oatmeal.

And the end of the first two weeks of Papyrus's pregnancy drew close...

Chapter 12: Weeks 3 to 6

A new week began. And Mettaton spent it focusing on the future baby's room, Papyrus insisted on helping, despite his nausea.

Now that the lavender base was ready, Mettaton and Papyrus had fun painting light pink clouds and glow-in-the-dark stars on the walls, then, they covered the whole floor in a fluffy lilac carpet. The crib was put together and personalised with soft blue fabric and cute pompoms. A purple dresser was pushed against the wall and was filled with the haul of clothes that they bought a few days ago. Alphys even changed the ceiling light from an on/off to one who's luminosity could be dialed up or down, as well as being able to change colours.

A few other things, like a cute ghost-shaped nightlight, blackout curtains, and a small chest filled with some toys, and...

At the end of the week, Mettaton and Papyrus stood back and admired their work. That little guy was going to had the best bedroom ever ♡.

During the fourth and fifth weeks, Papyrus's chest started to look fuller, since it started to produce milk, and the skeleton also became pretty fatigued at that stage. Just getting up the stairs was enough to wind him out.

So it was a good thing they were done with the baby's room.

One day, near the end of the fifth week, Papyrus called out to Mettaton from their bedroom: 《- METTATON, COME HERE ! - What?! What's wrong?! Sputtered the robot in alarm, barging into the room. - LOOK! Replied Papyrus, smiling and holding up his shirt.》 It was easy to miss it... but a tiny bump in his belly started to show.

Mettaton just stared at it, first in confusion, and then in awe.

Bending his knees, so that his face was on the same level as Papyrus's abdomen, Mettaton gently caressed the small bump.

Damn... they really were creating a whole little living being... Mettaton still couldn't believe it. He softly kissed Papyrus's belly.

During the sixth week, while Papyrus was washing some dishes, Mettaton came up behind him, held his hips and kissed his neck, earning a giggling "nyeh heh heh" from the skeleton. Papyrus's hips... it was only then that MTT noticed that they were now a bit rounder and wider than when they first met.

And it looks like they caused a problem, because on Sunday, Papyrus wailed in despair from their room.

《- What's wrong?? Asked Mettaton once again, this time a bit calmer. - MY FAVOURITE SHORTS DON'T FIT ANYMORE!! Whined Papyrus, tearing up. Mettaton didn't really know what to say but he sat down next to his crying, hormonal boyfriend and comforted him best he could. - THIS IS THE CULPRIT! Complained Papyrus, making vague gestures toward his thighs. LIKE, LOOK AT THIS! he got up and tried pulling up his shorts, and it did in fact had trouble going higher than his upper thighs, but it was not the only reason... "Lord have mercy..." thought Mettaton, seeing Papyrus's shorts struggling to stretch over his ass. - ARE YOU SEEING THIS?? asked Papyrus, upset. - YUP. Quickly replied Mettaton, trying to calm down the hardening boner in his leggings. - I THINK I'VE GAINED A FEW POUNDS... AND NOT JUST BECAUSE OF MY BELLY... Continued Papyrus with glistening eyes.

DAMMIT NOW WAS NOT THE TIME TO GET HARD-

But of course, Papyrus noticed...

- M-METTATON! He loudly said, blushing.

- I-I'm sorry! I...i- - YOU... YOU STILL THINK I'M... ATTRACTIVE..? EVEN WITH THESE... CHANGES..? -... What do you mean? You're always gonna be the hottest skeleton in my eyes, darling! Replied Mettaton, earnestly.

It didn't even occur to him that Papyrus could ever think so lowly of himself. He always was the one to lift everyone else up...

That had to change immediately!

MTT took Papyrus's hands and pulled him next to him into the bed, tackling him into a hug.

- Papyrus, I love every single little thing about you... He said, smothering his boyfriend's face and neck in kisses. Your positivity, your enthusiasm, your love of everything, big and small, all of your quirks, both positive and negative... Papyrus giggled a bit, covering his flustered face with one of his hands. Mettaton's face wandered lower, now nuzzling Papyrus's full, swollen chest. - And as a bonus, you have great tits, so soft and full of milk~♡ And Papyrus's sternum was, too, covered in smooches. The skeleton was now bright periwinkle and laughing.

Going even lower, Mettaton gently pulled up Papyrus's t-shirt, revealing the tiny blue bump on his belly.

- Hello, sweetheart. He whispered to their child. Your daddy talking, I just wanted to let you know that your papa is the sweetest, the most hardworking and the most genuine man I've ever met... And he has the nicest ass I've ever seen~♡ Papyrus snorted at that last part, hiding his blushing face in his hands. - I want you to be nice to him, okay? Once you get out of here, I want you to love him, just as much as we both love you ♡. And Mettaton ended his little speech by leaving a sweet kiss on the bump.

- THANK YOU, MY DEAR... said Papyrus softly. I NEEDED THAT. - Oh, I'm not done, darling. Replied Mettaton with a smirk.》 And the robot's long delicate hands started to caress Papyrus's thighs...

It wasn't much, but it was effective. MTT could already see the tip of Papyrus's periwinkle cock peeking out of it's sheath...

And the rest of the day was a passionate blur...

Chapter 13: Weeks 7 to 10

The next weeks were interesting.

The thing that stood out the most about Papyrus in these few weeks was how much his appetite had increased. But it was for a good reason: he needed the extra nutrients and magic to help build up the baby's SOUL, which was now partially visible through his cloudy blue belly. Also, that fatigue he felt in past weeks was just... gone. From one day to the next.

Papyrus was back to being his energetic self, although a bit more careful, now that he was carrying precious cargo.

But he also was nervous, since Mettaton and him scheduled an appointment with an obstretrician to get a first good look at their baby.

They only had gotten one ultrasound before, around Papyrus's third week, and it didn't go like he thought it would.

Since he was so early in his pregnancy, the doctor had to do a transvaginal ultrasound, meaning that she had to insert a transducer inside of Papyrus's vagina to get an image of the embryo.

"It's not supposed to hurt" she said. "But you might feel a bit uncomfortable."

"A bit uncomfortable" was an UNDERSTATEMENT. It didn't HURT per se, but it didn't feel good.

So now Papyrus was really nervous about the appointment because he did NOT want to go throught that again, despite Mettaton reassuring him and telling him this time, the ultrasound will be external.

The obstretrician was a very sweet man named Dr. Daniel. He let Mettaton be there to comfort his anxious boyfriend. And Papyrus did calm down, once Dr. Daniel spread a thin layer of gel on his belly and gently moved the wand across it.

The video feed on the screen was pretty blurry... until the doctor pointed out a tiny hand.

Mettaton and Papyrus could finally see their child... tears of joy welled at the corners of the skeleton's eyes.

It has developed so much since the last ultrasound! Instead of being a vague bean-like shape, they could actually see it's tiny limbs and it's round head!

Of course they got a printed photo of the ultrasound.

Dr. Daniel said that everything looked a-OK, their child was developing well and was healthy, but Mettaton still had... worries.

Papyrus was a skeleton, and he was a ghost inside of a robot. The fact that they even managed to GET PREGNANT was a mystery in itself, but... then, what exactly is their child going to be? A skeletal ghost? A baby skeleton who's body is haunted by its own ghost?? Will their baby need a body? Or will it even want one?? Will the baby be a robot, somehow???

All those thoughts boiled in his mind, but MTT tried to put them on hold, after all, guests were coming.

A few days after the ultrasound, the boyfriends threw a baby shower, and invited all of their close friends. And Mettaton actually forgot his worries for a bit, just celebrating the fact that he was going to be dad with his loved ones...

They got quite a lot of gifts, too! Toriel made them a whole-ass "first time parents" kit: a baby bathtub, a bunch of baby soaps and shampoos (assuming that their child was going to have hair), a few parenting books, teeny tiny socks and a little blanket knitted with love, a milk pump, a cute bib... Honestly, Mettaton and Papyrus were very grateful for all of that, but they did told Toriel that it was A LOT.

Frisk's gift was much simpler: a ball of SUPER-DUPER SOFT wool that they found in a craft store. Since Papyrus knew how to crochet, he could probably make something for the baby with it. He was already looking forward to it.

Undyne and Alphys gifted them a moving mobile of the solar system, to hang above the crib. Alphys took care of the electronics and Undyne recorded herself playing the piano so that the mobile played soft music while it moved.

《- Achilles helped a bit. Snickered Alphys, playfully poking the infant in Undyne's arms, who let out a cute giggle. He painted Mars!》 And indeed, the small red planet had a tiny, lighter red handprint on the side. It looked really sturdy as well. They were definitely gonna put it up later!

Asgore gave them a small cylindrical metal container, with a hand-made label that read "Pain relieving tea mix". It was Asgore's special tea recipe, which he first created when Toriel was pregnant with Asriel... A very soothing tea, which helped relieve labor pains. Papyrus earnestly thanked Asgore.

Napstablook saw everyone else's gifts and what about to leave, before Mettaton caught them. The ghost had sewn a simple star-shaped bag in tulle and filled it with a floral potpourri.

"I know it's not much... oh no...everyone else's gifts are so much better..." and they started to fade away, but Mettaton held them softly. "Thank you, Blooky, it is very nice. And it smells really good!"

And finally, Sans's gift... it was a long-sleeved cream colored shirt with "bun in the oven" written on it in a loopy font, as well as having a cute drawing of a toasty bun with a little face.

Papyrus said he didn't find it funny. (But it was the only shirt he wore for the rest of the pregnancy.)

The mobile was put up on the crib, and guests left... and anxious thoughts came back...

In the middle of the night, during the 10th week, Mettaton woke up... not suddenly, not violently... he just woke up and looked back at Papyrus, who was spooning him.

He was sleeping so peacefully... or so he thought.

《-Trouble sleeping? Whispered Papyrus, startling Mettaton slightly. - *sigh* yes... responded the robot. - What's wrong?.. MTT shuffled and turned in bed to face Papyrus. - I'm... I'm just worried about our child... he confessed. Mixed race monster babies have a much higher chance of being too weak to survive... Mettaton gently put a hand on Papyrus's belly... - I- I really wish... with ALL of my heart... that our baby will be as lucky as Achilles... - Mettaton, i-》 Papyrus was suddenly cut off. Not by a noise. Not by Mettaton. But by a small movement inside of his womb...

The baby just kicked.

Both of them immediately sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.

They sat in silence, all four of their hands on the bump...

*kick!

They looked at eachother, wide smiles stretching on their faces.

Chapter 14: Weeks 11 to 14

Now that the baby had started to kick, they simply wouldn't stop! Papyrus could feel their little one squirming, kicking and overall being very active inside of his belly.

《- Looks like they inherited your energy, huh? Said Mettaton, chuckling, while gently stroking the round bump. - I KNOW! Replied Papyrus, delighted. I BET THAT THEY'LL BE A LOT LIKE ME! AND LIKE YOU, DARLING! He added, cupping Mettaton's face with his hands. The robot let out a small laugh and kissed his partner. - Our child is going to be the greatest ♡. - OBVIOUSLY! WITH SUCH COOL DADS! NYEH HEH HEH!》 Mettaton smiled softly and looked back at the cloudy blue belly, admiring the blurry, silhouetted shape of their baby.

A few days later, Jake, the director of the small studio, called Mettaton to tell him that they had a prerelease version of the new movie, that he could get if he wanted. Of course! But MTT specifically requested that he brings it to his house, since going outside was still a hassle for him.

And Jake obliged, driving to Mettaton's house, which had a pretty damn nice view of the ocean.

《- Hello, darling! Exclaimed Mettaton happily as the young man showed up at his door. Come in! Come in! Jake, this is my boyfriend, Papyrus. The skeleton was sitting on the couch, crocheting. His head turned when he heard his name. - Papyrus, this is Jake, the director of the small studio movie I told you about. - OH, HELLO, HUMAN! chirped Papyrus, twisting his body to face Jake. WOWIE, I LOVE YOUR HAIR!

Jake snickered, playing with the few blue and turquoise streaks in his light brown hair.

- Thank you! my barber did a really great job. - Do you want to drink anything, darlings? Asked Mettaton to the both of them. - COULD YOU PLEASE BRING ME A CAN OF ORANGE SODA, HONEY? chimed Papyrus, gesturing at Jake to come take a seat. - Of course. Jake? -... I wouldn't mind a can of orange soda myself. Replied the human, sitting next to Papyrus on the couch. - Alright, I won't be long dearies!》And just like that, Mettaton left to the kitchen.

Papyrus and Jake sat together in silence.

Until Jake noticed what the skeleton was doing.

《- Oh, you like to crochet? He asked excitedly. - YES! IT'S FUN, AND YOU CAN MAKE SO MANY THINGS WITH JUST WOOL AND A HOOK! Replied Papyrus with the same enthusiasm. - Yeah, I would know! Y'see this top? Jake said, pointing to his pink tank top, which had a white bunny head with hearts for eyes on it. - I crocheted it myself! - WOWIE! A FINE PIECE OF ART!

Jake puffed out his chest, proud of himself after getting such an honest compliment.

- So... what are you making? Interrogated Jake, trying to look at the bundle of yarn in Papyrus's hands. - I'M MAKING A LITTLE BUNNY BINKY FOR THE BABY! That answer startled Jake a bit. -... the baby? A quick silence stood. Before Papyrus spoke up: - METTATON DIDN'T TELL YOU?

He pulled up his shirt, revealing his baby bump. Jake was silent, and just stared at the gravid blue belly, in a mix of confusion, curiosity and awe.

- Can... can I touch it..? He finally said. - OF COURSE! THEY LOVE THE ATTENTION ♡.

Very delicately, Jake put his hand on Papyrus's belly, immediately feeling a tiny foot kicking against his palm.

- Woah... No wonder Mettaton is so scared of going outside... said the young man, a bit sombre.

Papyrus looked a him, confused.

-... I mean, there's nothing wrong with you two having a baby, congrats, by the way! But... a celebrity having a baby with someone they're not married to is the perfect bait for journalists to stir up unnecessary drama... And I understand that Mettaton doesn't want to be assaulted by these guys.

Oh... - RIGHT.... I FORGOT THESE KINDS OF PEOPLE EXISTED.... Replied Papyrus sadly. - Hey. I'm still really happy for you two! You guys are going to have a little bundle of joy! Added Jake, trying to cheer up the skeleton. Papyrus smiled. And then smiled even more when he saw Mettaton coming back from the kitchen with a six-pack of orange soda.

- Hey, darlings, what are you talking about? Asked Mettaton, sitting down on the armchair closest to Papyrus, and setting down the cans on the coffee table.

- Mettaton! You didn't told me you two were expecting a baby! Playfully scolded Jake.

The robot looked sheepish.

- Nah, don't worry about that, I get it. Said the human, opening a can of soda. Nosy journalists already made a big deal out of it, didn't they?

Mettaton nodded, looking relieved and a bit tired.

- Well, Congratulations from me! Said Jake happily. A toast! To... um... have you two thought of a name yet?

Papyrus and Mettaton looked at eachother. They never really discussed this matter.

- We didn't... really talked about... muttered MTT, before being cut off by Papyrus. - W-WELL... I THOUGH ABOUT IT... HOW ABOUT "COLONNA"? Proposed Papyrus with a small smile. - "Colonna"... repeated Mettaton pensively. I like it! It rolls off the tongue!

- Well then! A TOAST! TO COLONNA! Cheered Jake, holding up his can of soda like a wine glass. - TO COLONNA! the three of them shouted together, clanking their cans.》

Even the baby shuffled in Papyrus's belly, as if they were cheering as well.

They ended up talking for a bit, catching up, sipping on orange soda, until Jake remembered why he came here.

"Here's the early release of the movie!" The dvd case passed hands. Then Jake's phone went off, he was, after all, a movie director, and he needed to leave. "Trust me, the moment I leave this house, I don't know anything about a robot actor and his pregnant boyfriend *wink*"

Mettaton was really grateful for Jake being so understanding.

Well, now that Papyrus and Mettaton were by themselves again, they watched the movie together. Papyrus was still crocheting his bunny plushie, which was impressive, since he was fully immersed in the story on the screen.

At the end of the movie, after the high school prom Queen quit her position to give it to her crush, and the two of them realising that they don't care about stupid high school status and ending up confessing their love for eachother, Papyrus was finally done crocheting the plushie.

It was made with the yarn Frisk got him, so it turned out to be an adorable and SUPER SOFT white bunny with light pink speckles.

Now Papyrus had to embroider the bunny's face. So he tried to get up to get black yarn and a needle, but he realised at that moment that his lower back was really achy.

Hearing his boyfriend grunt in pain as he tried to get up again, Mettaton immediately became concerned.

《- Papyrus? Are you OK? He asked, gently helping him get up. - D-DON'T WORRY, HUN, IT'S JUST SOME PREGNANCY ACHES... Responded Papyrus, putting his hands on the small of his back.》

No. Mettaton DID worry.

After some convincing, MTT managed to get Papyrus to sit back down to give him a massage.

Chapter 15: Weeks 15 to 18

Now that Papyrus was nearing the end of his pregnancy, it became harder and harder to move around, since, you know, he basically had a bowling ball inside of his womb. A bowling ball that wouldn't stop kicking and moving.

That fatigue he felt back during the earlier weeks came back, and twice as strong.

And aches. EVERYTHING ACHES.

His chest started to LEAK. The t-shirt that Sans got him now had two large, wet milk stains where his nipples were.

And to top it all off, Papyrus had experienced his first Braxton-hicks contractions.

Needless to say, he was VERY ready to have this kid out of him.

And Mettaton knew that very well, being very gentle with his boyfriend, offering massages any time he could, and satisfying his every whim.

The two of them settled on having a home birth, because, for some reason, Papyrus was TERRIFIED of going to the hospital. And also, giving birth in a familiar place was going to bring him very needed comfort during such a tense ordeal.

Mettaton talked to Dr.Daniel on the phone, and he says he will be able to come to their place when Papyrus goes into labor, which relieved the robot.

They talked a bit more, Dr.Daniel telling him what to prepare for a home birth: Somewhere clean and warm, he should prepare a mattress and towels-

Mettaton had an inflatable mattress that took only a few seconds to be pumped, it was perfect! Said mattress was tucked under Papyrus and Mettaton's bed, ready to be pulled out the moment Papyrus goes in labor.

Now that he thought about it, their room actually was the perfect place to set the birthing mattress: it was warm and since both MTT and Papyrus where clean freaks, it was, well, clean. And it was where they cuddled together every night, so it was a comforting, familiar environment.

So first step, check!

Then, they should have an emergency bag in case there's any complications during the birth and they need to quickly get to the hospital-

Mettaton hoped for dear life that it won't be NEEDED. But better safe than sorry. He packed a bag with a water bottle, extra towels, a heating blanket and whatever else he thought would be needed.

Second step, check!

And Dr.Daniel was already in MTT's emergency contacts, so he could called pretty fast.

And finally, Mettaton needed to know what to do exactly when the skeleton's water breaks.

The doctor taught him to count how long contractions were and why it was important, then he explained how to check Papyrus's cervix to see how dilated it was, and how dilated it needed to be for him to start pushing.

Mettaton listened carefully and took notes.

Okay. They were fully ready now! That baby could come, and they were gonna be ready!

Around the 16th week, Undyne, Alphys and Achilles visited.

《- Hey Metts! Said Undyne when he opened the door. - Hello Undyne! And Co! Responded Mettaton. Come in, darlings! Undyne immediately bolted to the living room, where Papyrus was laying down on the sofa, reading one of the parenting books Toriel got them. - Hey PapyrooOOOAH- She had just noticed how big Papyrus's belly got. WOAH. - YES, I KNOW. said Papyrus sweetly, petting his baby bump. Alphys entered the living room as well, carrying little, almost 4 months old Achilles in her arms. - Hello Papyrus! She said, sitting down on the armchair and settling Achilles on her lap. H-how do you feel? - WELL. started Papyrus, sitting up on the couch and stretching a bit. TIRED AND ACHY, MOSTLY, BUT STILL VERY EXCITED TO BE SO CLOSE OF MEETING OUR LITTLE ONE ♡. Colonna gave a tiny kick. - OOP! I THINK THEY SAY HI! He added, chuckling.》

Mettaton, Papyrus, Undyne and Alphys chatted for a bit, talking about the pregnancy, and what it was like to have a baby, giving some tips...

Achilles, who was previously teething on a toy, was now staring at Papyrus's belly, curious.

Alphys noticed it.

"Papyrus? She asked. D-do you mind if Achilles takes a closer look at your belly?"

The skeleton answered by lightly laughing and pulling up his shirt, uncovering his swollen baby bump. Alphys held Achilles close to Papyrus. And he put both his tiny chubby hands on the soft surface.

Colonna kicked again, startling the infant, who looked thoroughly confused.

It was adorable ♡.

The scaly couple stayed for a few more hours, still chatting, but lowering their voices, because Achilles fell asleep in Undyne's arms.

Mettaton made hot cocoa for everyone, putting a lot of whipped cream in Papyrus's, just how he liked it.

While Alphys was talking to Mettaton about what their baby might be, a ghost, a skeleton or otherwise, Achilles woke up and started to cry for milk.

"CURSES!" Yelped Papyrus as his chest leaked milk at the mere sound of a crying, hungry baby.

Undyne quickly pulled out a bottle of formula from the baby bag they took with them, and fed her son. "Whoops! Sorry, Paps!" She said, looking at the stained t-shirt.

The skeleton sighed and precariously stood up to get changed in their bedroom.

After removing the soaked shirt and drying his chest with a few tissues, Papyrus looked at himself in the mirror, topless.

Damn.

He turned his body to see it from the side.

DAMN.

He really was huge.

(And, has- has his ass always been this... noticeable??)

He sat on the bed, tearing up.

Mettaton walked in the room, asking if everything was okay, until he saw his crying boyfriend. He hugged him tightly, telling him he loved him no matter what his body was like.

Undyne also came in the room, holding a now fed and snoozing Achilles.

She obviously joined in the hug, using only her free arm.

And finally, Alphys showed up and also added herself to the hug pile.

Now that Papyrus felt better, Alphys and Undyne decided it was time to leave, saying their goodbyes to the boyfriends.

The two next weeks weren't very interesting, since Papyrus couldn't do much, he mostly spend his days in bed, reading, looking at stuff on his phone, or doing small crochet projects.

However, during those weeks, Papyrus had that strong desire to constantly cuddle with Mettaton, which unfortunately, they couldn't do all day.

Friday night, during the 18th week, the skeleton felt something weird inside of his vagina. Something... slimy?

He went to the bathroom to clear that out.

It was a weird... slime... string... thing. What the hell was that?..

Chapter 16: HERE IT COMES!!

The next morning, Papyrus felt... weird... A bit out of breath, for some reason. Oof! Colonna just kicked, it was pretty strong that time...

Mettaton was still asleep. Well, since he was awake, Papyrus told himself he would make breakfast, cook some waffles or something...

But he was so warm in his boyfriend's arms, and his smell was so comforting... And he knew that when MTT was going to be awake, he would leave the bed, so he savoured every seconds.

Papyrus smiled, and was about to fall asleep again... When he suddenly felt a dull pain in his belly. It was faint, but it was still painful, and it lasted about a minute.

When it stopped, Papyrus looked at Mettaton. He was shuffling in his sleep.

Should he wake him up? Eh, it probably was just some more Braxton-hicks contractions...

10 minutes later, Papyrus felt it again, but it was now more intense and lasted a few seconds more.

Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic. Papyrus kept telling himself.

It was only the first two contractions... Dr.Daniel said labour lasted on average 12 to 24 hours for first-time mothers.

He needed to rest... but he felt another contraction, closer than the last one, longer and DEFINITELY MORE PAINFUL. Okay, nevermind, he needed to wake up Mettaton.

《- DARLING? whispered Papyrus, gently shaking Mettaton. The robot let out a sleepy groan, before answering. - mmnmjmn... Whutizit baby?... - I THINK I'VE GONE INTO LABOUR.

Mettaton's eyes popped open.

- What??? He said groggily. - I FELT MULTIPLE CONTRACTIONS ALREADY.

The robot immediately sat up, a panicked look on his face.

- How much time was between each of them?? He asked hurriedly, gently grabbing Papyrus's shoulders. - UHH.. ABOUT TEN MINUTEsACK-! Replied Papyrus, cut off by another contraction, which was pretty damn painful at this point.

... 59... 60... 61... 62... 63... 64... 65...66... counted Papyrus in his head, clutching his belly. 70 seconds. Mettaton had already called Dr.Daniel to tell him his boyfriend went into labour.

Meanwhile, Papyrus called Sans. He needed the support of another skeleton.

《- SANS! exclaimed Papyrus when his brother picked up. - Paps, it's like 7 AM... you know I don't get up until at least 14. Replied Sans sleepily. - BROTHER IT'S IMPORTANT!! PLEASE COME HER- Agh! - huh? what's wrong? Asked Sans, his voice serious with worry. - I'M IN LABOUR, SANS! Yelled Papyrus, exasperated.

Sans didn't respond on the phone. Instead, he simply was here. In their bedroom.

- FUCKING CHRIST- yelled Mettaton, yet again scared by this short man appearing out of nowhere. No- no Stan, this wasn't for you! He added hurriedly to the phone in his hand. Papyrus's brother showed up out of nowhere and scared me!

Mettaton kept on talking to Dr.Daniel, telling him that Papyrus has gone in labour about 30 minutes ago-

- wait. 30 minutes??? Yelled Sans, uncharacteristically tense. Tell that doctor to get their butt over here NOW!! - SANS! IT'S JUST THE START OF LABOUR, WE STILL HAVE A FEW HOURS BEFOR- Papyrus was yet again interrupted by a contraction. - Papyrus, skeleton labour is WAY faster than humans's! there was only 3 hours between dad's first contraction and you being born! - WHAT?! Shouted Mettaton, overhearing. SORRY, DANIEL, APPARENTLY SKELETON LABOUR IS WAY FASTER THAN A HUMAN'S, PLEASE HURRY-

MTT could hear Dr.Daniel moving quickly on the other end of the call, followed by a car door opening and closing.

- Okay, I am on my way! He said, starting the car. I'll try to be here as soon as I can. - Thank you doctor!》

And the call ended.

Sans had pulled out the mattress and inflated it, covering it in a towel, and was now comforting Papyrus by holding his hand and rubbing his back.

Papyrus was breathing heavily, a hand on his big belly, and tears were pearling at the corners of his eyes.

Sans was already by his side, so Mettaton went downstairs to fetch something for Papyrus: The special tea mix Asgore gifted them.

He prepared a cup, putting 2 sugarcubes in -Papyrus loved to put a LOT of sugar in his tea, and Mettaton was trying to get him to put less- and stired it, while getting back up the stairs.

"Here you go, darling." Said the robot, settling the cup on the floor, next to his boyfriend. He smiled, and they kissed. "Dr.Daniel is coming, don't worry..."

Between two huffs, Papyrus replied "M-METTATON!.."

Mettaton and Sans looked down: There was now a big, wet orange stain in Papyrus's briefs.

His water just broke.

OH GOD, OH FUCK-

Mettaton held the crying, heaving skeleton close to him with one arm and called back the obstretrician with the other.

《- DOCTOR, PAPYRUS'S WATER BROKE! He blurted out.

Mettaton could hear Dr.Daniel cursing and car horns honking.

- I'm so sorry! I'm stuck in a traffic jam!! Put the call on speakers! I'll assist you via phone! He said, not catching his breath.

MTT did just that. Putting down his phone on the bed, Mettaton helped Papyrus strip naked. (Sans looked a bit uncomfortable, but focused on his brother's wellbeing)

- How dilated is he? Asked the doctor, a bit calmer.

Mettaton scooted in front of Papyrus and inserted two fingers inside of his vagina, trying to be as gentle as he could.

7 centimetres already.

- 7 cm! Answered Mettaton.

- Okay, so he's not fully dilated YET. Papyrus? Can you hear me?

- Y-YES! Uttered Papyrus through another contraction.

- Breathe deeply, do anything that helps you relax, and most importantly, do not panic.》

The skeleton obeyed, trying to regulate his breathing, and using that moment to drink his tea.

It did helped a bit with the pain! And it tastes really good! Thank you, Asgore!

Okay... both his older brother and his lover by his side, in a room filled with good vibes, Papyrus was ready...

Mettaton checked his cervix again...

It was almost fully dilated.

《- Doctor, how far are you?? Asked Mettaton, getting a bit stressed. - I'm not in the traffic jam anymore but the roads are still pretty crowded! Why? Is he fully dilated?? - Not quite, but almost!

Before the doctor could respond, Papyrus screamed in pain.

It was the worst contraction yet! And he felt the baby's head starting to push through-

- THE BABY'S COMING!! He howled, grasping his belly. - WA- WAIT! Said Mettaton, alarmed. - Don't hold it in! Yelled Dr.Daniel through the phone. Start to push! I'm nearly there!》

Papyrus didn't needed to be told twice. He pushed as hard as he could, feeling the baby's crown passing through his cervix.

Mettaton immediately prepared his hands to catch the baby when it comes out.

The swollen lips of Papyrus's pussy started to stretch as Colonna was crowning!

Mettaton did NOT know it could stretch THAT MUCH.

He encouraged Papyrus to keep pushing!

The baby had hair! Brown hair! IT LOOKED LIKE PAPYRUS WAS PUSHING OUT A FRICKING COCONUT-

Colonna's head was fully out now, and their shoulders were starting to peak throught!

Their arms were out!!

Papyrus was sweating bullets and huffing!

Sans was holding his hand and encouraging him!

JUST A LITTLE MORE!

AND!.. .... .... .... ..waaaAAAH!..

The room was silent, apart from the baby's crying.

Mettaton couldn't believe it... He was holding... the tiniest little skeleton in his hands.

Colonna. Their son. They could finally hold him...

Mettaton and Papyrus looked at eachother, heavy tears of joy streaming from their eyes.

Oh-so-delicately, MTT placed the newborn on Papyrus's chest.

He looked a lot like Paps, but he had soft, brown hair (quite a lot, for a newborn), and instead of blue, his body was pink, turning periwinkle around his tummy, shoulders and knees. His chubby cheeks had small, round, pink markings on them.

Colonna whimpered softly, moving his tiny limbs around, before calming down.

"He's so small..." whispered Papyrus through tears. "He's beautiful ♡"

The new dads gently caressed him.

Sans stood back, smiling at his bro, his lover and their little guy.

They didn't care in the slightest that the baby was still slimy with orange amniotic fluid, he was their most precious thing in the whole world.

Suddenly, they heard a honk from the front of Mettaton's gate. Dr.Daniel finally arrived.

Sans let him in, and guided him to the room where the child was already born.

The obstretrician took care of things: clipping and cutting the umbilical cord with sterilised scissors, cleaning the fluids, disposing of the placenta, and bundling the newborn in a soft towel, before giving him back to his dads.

Now that Colonna was fully dry, they noticed that his hair was light purple around his temples.

"Hello, little star ♡" cooed Mettaton, gently stroking their son's hair.

Slowly... Colonna opened his eyes.

They were a bright peachy pink.

The newborn looked at his dads as they were talking softly to him, he didn't understand what they were saying, but the sound of their voice soothed him.

He whimpered quietly.

And he smelled something, something really good.

Colonna pressed his face against Papyrus's chest, making tiny noises.

"Oh! I think he's hungry!" Whispered Mettaton. Papyrus carefully guided his son's mouth to his nipple, and helped the little one latch on.

Papyrus was carried unto the bed, still feeding the baby boy.

And since Colonna was getting breakfast, the others decided to eat something too.

《- Mettaton, can you make waffles, please? Asked Papyrus, his voice weak. - Of course, darling ♡.》

And with a peck on the cheekbone, Mettaton, Sans and Dr.Daniel went downstairs to make those waffles, leaving Papyrus with Colonna.

He was EXHAUSTED... but seeing his son, happily drinking his milk... it was all worth it ♡.

When MTT came back with a plate of waffles for Papyrus, he found both of them asleep, so he set down the plate on the nightstand, gave them both a kiss on the forehead and let them sleep.

[skelepreghub]

here's a drawing I did today of the bros going shopping! :)

I put wayyy too much effort into this piece lmao-

art by me! :)

[mikimakiboo]

A second chance

Part 2

Hi hello here I come with some mpreg for you to eat (and Errormare also)

Original post with the context but basically it's Nightmare being pregnant and Dream not having a clue about it until he does

Can I even call it mpreg if I headcanon Nightmare as nonbinary ? Shouldn't I call it skelepreg instead ? But then again he does use he/him pronouns... hmmmm....

Aaaalso Nightmare and Error's baby was created by me ! His name is Moroz !

TW: male pregnancy, Dream being stupid for drama reasons, vomit, swearing

And I finished writing and proof reading this at 3:30am because fuck my sleep schedule (there might be mistakes left)

Dream was staring at his brother who had been waiting for him, having entered this AU specifically to get his attention and make him come, but he didn't look like he wanted to fight. Dream didn't want to fight either. Not after everything that happened, not after how stupid he had been.

The raids in AUs were starting to get less frequent, the Stars noticed, and while they could have rejoiced about it, they couldn't help but think that this might have only been the calm before the storm, so when they felt Nightmare and his gang in a pacifist AU, they rushed to it. They didn't lose any time, the gang was here for a reason and they didn't want to wait and see what was said reason.

The fights didn't seem to change, Ink would take on Cross and Dust, and Blue would take on Horror and Killer, leaving Dream with his brother, as usual, to try and talk first before engaging in a real duel.

Nightmare seemed tensed, his tentacles were on a defensive stance more than an offensive one, but that didn't stop Dream from being careful, his arrow ready to shoot. He knew his brother's tactics, he knew that if needed he wouldn't hesitate to appear weak so that the positivity guardian would lower his guard, and then he would strike.

- You and your gang should leave, you know you are not welcome here.

Dream warned, earning a chuckle from his brother.

- Then please tell me where we are we-ourgh-

Nightmare abruptly stopped mid sentence, almost slamming a hand on his mouth, as he scooted closer to the nearest tree to keep balance as he bent over to throw up. Dream didn't expect that. This... wasn't like any trick Nightmare had pulled by the past, it looked very much honest and he could feel his brother's discomfort from where he was standing a few meters away.

- Are... you okay... ?

Dream asked, unsure of what to do as he lowered his bow. Nightmare raised a hand.

- Do not get closer.

He warned, spitting on the ground, before standing straight again and regaining his previous place.

- Okay I'm fine we can start again.

Dream stared at him for a moment, frowning. His brother just threw up in front of him. He had never threw up before.

- I'm not fighting you if you're sick.

He refused, to which Nightmare frowned.

- Fuck you mean you're not fighting me ?

Dream withdrew his arrow, making it dissapear.

- I mean I am not fighting you. You're sick, I'm not fighting someone who's sick.

- I'm not sick !

Nightmare protested, swallowing his saliva, the bad taste still in his mouth. Dream arched a brow, clearly not believing him.

- You just threw up, like, right in front of me.

Nightmare huffed, as if it was a false accusation.

- And since when do you even care ? You've never asked me if I was fine before shooting me !

- Because you have never been sick before !

Dream answered, defending himself.

- Oh I've been sick plenty of times I just didn't think to tell you because you obviously wouldn't have cared.

Dream frowned, did his brother think he was stupid ? That he would believe him ?

- Are you talking about your attempts at making me lower my guard by appearing weaker than you are ? Because that doesn't work on me.

Nightmare stared at him, seeming confused, not quite understanding what his brother was referencing to.

- What the fuck are you on about, I've never done that.

- Oh so you're gaslighting me now ?

Dream couldn't believe it, he knew his brother could set the bar low sometimes if it advantaged him, but this low ? He really didn't expect it, and it kinda took him aback.

- Bitch you're the one gaslighting me ! Telling me I did things I didn't do !

- I am not the one- !

- Boss ! Cross opened a portal, hurry before Ink's up again !

Killer interrupted Dream, catching his brother's attention. Ink had been knocked out by one of Dust's blasters and Blue rushed to his side, leaving enough time for Cross to open a portal to the castle and let the others throught. Nightmare turned his attention to his henchman and after a quick glance towards his brother, he left, which confirmed to Dream that he was sick, because Nightmare had never left a fight without lending at least one hit at him. He knew he should have felt relieved to see his brother leave so fast, but he really hoped he would get better soon..

Nightmare had already walked a few meters when he snapped Dream out of his thoughts.

- You're coming or what ?

Dream jumped, looking at his brother, he didn't notice he had started walking.

- Uh, y-yeah, sorry, got distracted...

He apologized, catching up to him to follow his lead, glancing at his round belly. He still couldn't fully believe it.

It had been quite a few weeks after the "fight" when Dream saw his brother again. He had felt the presence of the group in a peaceful AU but didn't feel any negativity peak, so before alerting the whole team he decided to check himself, not wanting to bother his friends if it was a false alert or a simple decoy. They seemed to be walking throught the trees, on a trail path, talking and laughing. What kind of plan was that ? What were they trying to achieve ? Were they looking to lure people near them by seeming friendly ? Dream didn't trust that. He discretely got closer when they stopped, Dust having found something on the ground that seemed to interest him enough to crounch down.

As Dream got closer, he noticed his brother's aura had changed, he couldn't quite tell why or how, but he seemed different, his tentacles weren't summoned, and when he turned around...

- Oh damn you've got fat !

Dream slapped his hands on his mouth, the whole group froze and turned to look at him, Nightmare frowned.

- I beg your pardon ?

Nightmare asked, rightfully offended. Dream didn't mean to say that. He didn't mean to talk at all but he had been so surprised ! Nightmare had gained weight since the last time they met, and it wasn't the first time they wouldn't see each other for weeks, but he had never gained weight like that. Killer took a knife from his pocket, and Cross summoned his blades, but Nightmare raised a hand before they could attack.

- Frist gaslighting and now fatshaming ? You've sunken lower than I would've expected you to, Dream. Nightmare hissed.

- I didn't mean it like that ! Dream defended himself. I mean, are you okay ? That seems like a lot of weight, are you sick ? Have you been taking care of yourself, eating healthy, exercising ?

Dust got up to join the others by Nightmare's side. Dream's twin looked at him like he could kill him with his gaze only, and the guardian felt chills running up his spine.

- I don't need any of your fucking "I'm better than you" lifestyle advice !

Dream took a step back when Nightmare got closer, but Horror had put a hand on his shoulder to prevent the negativity guardian from going too far from their protective circle, which Dream at first didn't get the need as Nightmare was strong enough to defend himself, but if he really was sick, he most likely was weaker too.

- I'm not trying to give you lifestyle advice, I'm concerned about your health.

- You're concerned about my health ? Really ? Tell me why you're here then.

- Wha-

- Tell me why you're here. Nightmare interrupted him, crossing his arms.

Dream thought for a moment, staring at Nightmare and the others as his twin waited for the answer. What point was Nightmare trying to make by asking him why he came here ?

- I.. came to make sure everything was alright..

- In the universe.

- Sorry ? Dream frowned.

- In the universe. Nightmare repeated. You came to make sure everything was alright, in the universe. Last time we saw each other I threw up and, sure, you didn't fight me this time, but you still accused me of lying about all the other times I've been sick and you still fought me, and today you are here, unaware if I'm doing better or not by the way, because you wanted to make sure your precious universe was doing fine, and first thing you say when you see me ? "Damn you got fat", not even a "how are you doing ?", just that I got fat. You don't care about my health. You've never cared about it.

Dream was speechless for a while, he didn't know how to answer that. He did care about his brother, he was genuinely worried about him, but Nightmare wasn't wrong when he said he came here for the universe, he did come here to make sure they weren't hurting anyone, not to ask if Nightmare was doing better, which Dream hoped he did but given his sudden extra weight he doubted it. Would it seem dishonest to ask now ? To ask only after Nightmare pointed it out ? It certainly would, but not asking would only confirm what Nightmare stated: that Dream didn't really care about his health.

- We're going home. Nightmare said as he turned.

Cross looked at his boss before nodding, using his blade to tear the AU's code and create a portal.

- How am I supposed to know when you're attacking an AU and when you're not ?

Dream asked before Nightmare could cross the portal, stopping him dead, and Dream could tell by his aura getting colder that he didn't take it well. Dream didn't mean it to be rude, he just didn't want to make another mistake. Nightmare turned, Horror and Cross were ready to stop him again and Killer seemed ready to jump at the golden guardian's throat, Dust's expression was hidden by the shadow of his hood but Dream was sure he was mad too.

- Oh I don't know, maybe when the fucking balance tips towards negativity ? Nightmare answered sarcastically. Which, mind you, didn't happen today because we weren't causing any trouble, and in fact, we specifically stayed away from the town to take a nice walk in the forest, unless we are forbidden to do that too ?

Dream frowned, he didn't like where this conversation was going, where Nightmare was orienting it.

- You want me to wait until you hurt people to intervene ? I'm not risking it and you know that.

Nightmare didn't seem to take this answer well either.

- Do you really think the only reason for us to go out is to bring chaos ? That our life revolves so much around hurting people that we cannot go out for anything else and you have to chase us the moment we put a foot in an universe ? And that's why you're here, isn't it ? Because you believe that sooner or later we'll attack ?

- Well excuse me but every time you go out with your subordinates we have to fight you to make you leave, if you weren't here for troubles we wouldn't have to fi-

- How did you call us ? Cross interrupted him, confused.

Dream frowned, not expecting to be corrected on that point, and not seeing how it was a problem.

- His subordinates ? Dream repeated.

- You're making it sound like they're slaves.

Nightmare accused him, sounding almost disgusted by the thought of it.

- Isn't that.. close ?

- We're not his- ! Killer tried to counter, but Nightmare stopped him.

- Killer. He looked at Dream, frowning. They are not my slaves or subordinates or whatever pejorative name you want to call them, they are my friends and we are a tea-

- They're your friends ? Dream cut him, the surprise he felt showing in his voice.

- Yes they are. Nightmare hissed.

Dream looked at him in chock. He never thought of that alternative. Why did he never think of that ? Why did he never think his brother was capable of making friends ? He never saw him having friends, even when they were children, but they weren't children anymore. But Nightmare got worse, he got corrupted, if he didn't have friends then, why would he now ?

- I... didn't know you had friends... he admitted.

- Well I do. Because guess what ? I don't spend my life torturing people like everyone think I do.

Dream frowned at that. He wanted to believe it, of course, he wanted to believe his brother still had some good in him, but with the amount of corruption he had, the amount of negativity he needed to feed himself, what guaranteed him that this wasn't a lie to make him feel bad ? What guaranteed him that Nightmare wasn't playing with his feelings to feed on them too ?

- That's... isn't that what you live for... ? More negativity... ?

He could tell Nightmare got mad by the way his gaze changed.

- No I don't. I don't spend my life hoarding negativity like some kind of dragon, I have other occupations you know, we all have.

- You don't just.. plan for future attacks.. ?

- No the fuck I don't ! Nightmare yelled, Horror put his hand back on his shoulder. I don't spend my free time planning stuff or plotting against you, my life doesn't revolve around you ! I do stuff, I go out, I read, I spend time with my friends, I go on dates, because yes I have a boyfriend, I play games, watch movies, I just live ! I live like a normal fucking person !

Dream took a step back, cautious, when Nightmare started to yell it usually never ended good. How was Dream supposed to know all that ? He had never seen his brother being anything but angry, bored or annoyed ! How could he have guessed ? It wasn't like anyone could attest it, no one had ever seen Nightmare show kindness to anything.

- Well I didn't know ! It's not something I could have guessed !

- Guess what ?! That I have a life ?! Nightmare barked.

- That you have feelings ! Dream yelled back.

Nightmare froze. Dream didn't add anything. It came out before he could refrain it. He didn't mean it like that, he knew his brother had feelings, of course he had, only objects didn't have feelings, what he didn't know was that he could feel positive emotions. Everytime they met, he only felt negativity, he thought the corruption was refraining him from feeling positivity, he thought he was cursed in a way, that he just couldn't feel fully. How could he have guessed it wasn't true when Nightmare never let him see it ?

He regretted saying that almost instantly, he saw the change in Nightmare's gaze, he felt the shift in his aura, he caught a glimpse of the tears forming in his eyesocket when Horror gently ushered him into the portal and he didn't resist. Killer jumped forward, Dust caught him by the arm.

- Let me at him ! I'm gonna fucking kill him !

Dust's gaze locked on Dream, cold.

- He doesn't even deserve our time. Let's go home, Night needs us. He added loud enough for Dream to hear the nickname, then pulled Killer throught the portal.

Dream watched it close behind them. He really screwed everything up, didn't he ? He didn't mean to sound like that, he didn't mean to make it seem like he didn't consider Nightmare like a person, like he was just some sort of beast, but how could he have guessed differently when that was all that he even saw ? All that he knew ? All that he heard ? Everyone was telling him the same things: Nightmare was bad, Nightmare didn't feel happiness, only sadism, Nightmare couldn't feel positivity, Nightmare used his henchmen like pawns. Dream heard that everywhere, and he never got to see the contrary. Was he at fault for believing the multiverse ?

Maybe he was. Maybe he should have investigated himself, looked for proof instead of believing words, but he was so young when he got out of stone. So young, so scared and so lost, what could he have done then ? His universe was no more, his own brother was the reason of it, and everyone agreed to tell him he was a bad person capable of no good. How could Dream not believe that when he had witnessed it himself ? There wasn't any reason for Dream not to believe them.

And yet here he was, standing on an empty trail path, shame burning his chest, wondering for the first time if everyone lied to him from the beginning just to make sure he was on their side. Did the villagers lie too ? Had he been lied to from the very beginning ? How many lies did he blindly believe ? Was he really that naive ? Was he really that fucking stupid that even now as an adult he couldn't think for himself and check if all of it was true ? He didn't want it to be true... he didn't want his brother to be but a negativity seeking monster, he didn't want that to be the reality, he had never wanted it, but he had always foolishly believed it.

Such a stupid child. Stupid child and now stupid adult. Couldn't even think for himself, always waiting to be held by the hand and guided into a fake reality.

Dream got pulled out of his thoughts again when he heard the sound of a bell ringing: Nightmare had entered a building, one that he knew very well for having spent time inside before: Ccino's cat cafe. It was way past closing time.

- Isn't Ccino closed at that time ? Dream asked, still entering after his brother.

- I've got a special permission, it helps when I'm not welcome anywhere else.

Dream looked down, his feeling of shame returning, knowing he contributed to that.

- I'm coming ! Ccino's voice called from the kitchen.

As the owner of the coffee shop arrived, a few cats followed him, some going to Nightmare to purr against his legs.

Ccino stopped when seeing his two clients, not used to having both the twins at the same time in his shop, but still smiled, looking at Nightmare especially.

- How's it going ? You didn't tell me you were expecting twins ? Ccino asked, guiding them to their table.

Nightmare chuckled. Dream never heard him chuckle. Never happily at least.

- Oh I'm not, he's alone in there, just taking up space.

- Well you know what they say: big belly small baby.

Nightmare arched a brow, smiling.

- Do they say that ?

- Well I do, Ccino snickered back.

Dream listened to their joyous conversation without intervening, the two obviously seemed to be good friends, enough for Nightmare to tell Ccino about his pregnancy, Dream didn't want to interfere with that. He felt his soul clench a little in his chest thought, he knew he had no right to feel sad about that but part of him was pained that his brother didn't tell him. He learnt he was pregnant by pure chance.

Dream was at the grocery store, he hadn't seen Nightmare in three months, and guilt hadn't stopped eating him since then. He wanted to apologize more than anything, but he didn't know how. He didn't know what to say that would make Nightmare at least agree to listen to him, he didn't need to forgive him, Dream couldn't forgive himself either, but he just wanted him to listen, to know he is sorry. But Dream didn't know what to say, where to start, if he should start by what happened in Dreamtale, or what happened after, what happened on that trail path or in that fight... he had so much to apologize for, he didn't know where to start. He should apologize to his gang, no, his friends, they were his friends, too.

He sighed, putting the can he was holding back on the shelf before moving to another aisle. He didn't know what he was looking for, he just came in the store to clear his mind, think about something else. Nature always reminded him too much of Dreamtale, he didn't need that right now.

He heard something fall on the ground next to him, and someone muttering a swear, looking at the fallen object he saw it was box of plastic spoons for babies, so he naturally bent down to pick it up, not wanting a possibly pregnant person to make unnecessary efforts when he could give them a hand.

- I've got it- he froze when he stood up, box in hand.

Nightmare was in front of him, frozen too, a hand on his full of baby stuff cart. Dream stared at him, he didn't expect to see him here, and especially not in the baby aisle. He suddenly had a thought when seeing him like that, and his gaze slowly deviated itself from his brother's gaze, going down until Dream saw what he thought was extra weight, but now very much looked like a pregnant belly.

Nightmare reflexively put his arm around his belly when noticing that Dream was looking at it, taking a step back as if afraid he would attack him inside the store.

Dream looked up, frowning, he wasn't going to attack him, but he could understand why Nightmare would think the contrary, and he didn't want to make him more nervous by staring at his belly for too long. He had told him he was fat. He had told him he was fat and looked sick when all this time he was just pregnant. He had told him such atrocities. He felt so much worse, but he was also relieved because it meant that his brother's health was good, that he wasn't sick, he was even expecting a child, he was truly happy for him ! He really was, but would Nightmare believe him if he told him ?

Nightmare's gaze kept going from Dream to the spoons, and that was when the guardian noticed he was still holding them. He slowly handed them back to his brother, watching him take them in a hurry to shove them in the cart and start leaving right away, not wanting to stay here any longer.

- Nightmare, wait ! Dream called before he could even think about it.

Nightmare stopped, not turning around, but Dream knew he was listening, waiting for what he had to say, giving him a chance of maybe not fucking it up this time... Dream wasn't sure what to say, apart from the truth...

- Congratulations.. I'm happy for you, I really am... I'm sorry for everything...

Nightmare didn't answer, waiting another few seconds before leaving the aisle and leaving Dream alone when he didn't add anything else. Was it a good sign ? Dream wasn't sure, he hoped it was, but he would also understand if Nightmare never wanted to talk to to him ever again, at least he knew he was sorry...

That must have been a good sign, or else his brother wouldn't have been waiting for him a few days later, leading him to this cat cafe.

- As usual ? Ccino asked Nightmare.

- Make it two, he answered.

- Alright, make yourself at home.

Dream watched as Ccino went back to the kitchen, leaving the twins alone. He was sitting in front of Nightmare, a cat was purring against his brother's laps as he was softly petting him. For how many years had Dream wished he could sit this peacefully with his brother ? For how many years had he been lied to, hearing that it would never be possible as his brother was too far gone in his corruption ? For how many years had he believed these lies ?

- Go on, Nightmare talked, say what you must.

Dream looked at him, playing with his thumbs under the table, nervous, he knew Nightmare could feel it too.

- You... you said "he"... does that mean you're having a boy.. ?

Dream asked, he didn't want to assume the baby's gender, he didn't want to assume anything anymore, he wanted to know for sure and the best way to know the truth about his brother was to ask his brother in person.

- I am. His name is Moroz, Error came up with the idea. Nightmare confirmed.

- Is... Error the dad... ?

Nightmare nodded.

- We worked on his aphephobia, he's doing way better. Guarding negativity also means knowing how phobias work and how to deal with them, not just terrorizing people.

Dream looked down, nodding. He didn't try to defend himself, why would he ? Nightmare was right.

- Here you go, have a good time. Ccino said as he came back.

They thanked him when he put their orders on the table before leaving them alone again. Dream looked at it: there was a mug of hot chocolate and a plate with a homemade piece of brownie and a vanilla ice cream ball on it. It looked delicious.

The two started eating in silence. The first to break it was Nightmare.

- I never hated you you know, I was mad at you because you never tried to understand me, from when we were kids to now, I felt like you never really cared about me... you never tried to ask me about my point of view, how I experienced things, you would just believe whatever your friends would say and leave me behind...

Dream looked up from his mug. Was that how Nightmare had felt all these years ? Left behind ? Not listened to ? How did Dream never notice this ?

- I did care about you, I always did and I still do, I'm so sorry I didn't make you feel that way... I really wasn't a good brother to you, but you were everything to me, you still are, and I don't know how to show it, I never knew...

He apologized, looking at his brownie, not feeling brave enough to meet his brother's gaze.

- You could start by not believing what everyone tells you to... people like saying bad things about me, very few of them are true...

- I know... at least I want to know... I want to know you, the real you, not the one people made up for me... I want to know my brother, I want to know my twin...

He slowly looked up. Nightmare had a soft gaze.

- I'm not asking for forgiveness, I know what I did all those years was more than horrible, but if you allow me, I would like to try and do better for you... I want to do better, to be better, I want to be a good brother... I want to listen to you and not the others, not anymore...

- I don't forgive you...

It stung. But Dream knew he couldn't force him to forgive him, and it was okay, he didn't deserve forgiveness, he knew what he did, he knew the damage couldn't be repaired with just some words, but he was ready to do so much more than words.

- But... I want to give you another chance... I want to know my brother too, I want my son to know his uncle... Nightmare added.

Dream nodded, a relieved smile appearing on his lips. His brother accepted to give him a second chance, to let him meet his son, it was more than he could have wished for.

- I'll do my best, I promise.

- I know.

Nightmare smiled, for the first time in years, he smiled at his brother, a real smile. Dream was sure he cried at that moment. He spent the rest of the evening on a cloud of happiness, enjoying a calm moment with his brother, forgetting the world around them, he would have wished it never came to an end, but Nightmare had to go home, he didn't want to worry the others, and the pregnancy was tiring, he had to rest. Dream didn't try to stop him, smiling as he watched him cross the glitchy portal, knowing a home was waiting for him. He truly was happy for him.

Dream didn't see his brother much after that, he was approaching the end of his pregnancy, he could understand that he wanted to stay home, even if it did worry him, so when Cross came to him to tell him Nightmare wanted to see him, he didn't hesitate before following him.

He had never seen Nightmare's house, well, castle it that case, he must admit that his brother might have been a tad dramatic, but the interior was warm and cozy, welcoming, a lot of work had been put into it. It was so far from what everyone kept saying, from the cold and dark manor people would describe.

Dream was waiting in a little saloon, sitting on a couch, he didn't dare touch anything, afraid to break something important. A door opened, and Dream turned, Nightmare was looking at him from the doorstep. Dream got up but didn't come closer, waiting for his brother to either come by himself or tell him to come.

- You can sit back down, I'm coming in a minute, just wanted to see if you were here. Nightmare informed him.

- Of course I'm here... Dream replied, sitting down again.

Nightmare looked at him for a bit longer before leaving the room again. He didn't come back too long after, this time holding a little ball of covers in his arms, he sat next to Dream on the couch.

- I want you to meet someone... Nightmare said, looking at the cover in his arms.

Dream almost gasped when Nightmare moved one of the covers, revealing a little face looking at him with still sleepy eyes. A black-boned baby, with cyan markings on his cheeks and fingers, and big light blue eyelights. His brother's baby, his nephew. Dream got a little closer, not to much, but still enough to see him better. He felt tears forming in his eyesockets, and he knew he was smiling.

- He's adorable...

- I know... Nightmare replied, smiling lovingly at his son.

Moroz shifted, slowly looking up at Dream as Nightmare caressed his round cheek.

- He's your uncle, honey...

Dream felt his soul getting warmer when Nightmare introduced him, it was surely ridiculous, but hearing him introduce him as his child's uncle ? The simple fact he introduced him to his child ? Dream hardly could have felt happier.

He didn't start good as a brother, but Dream swore on his life he would change, he swore he would do better, and he would be the best uncle to his nephew. No one in the whole multiverse could ever convince him this sweet child was the fruit of two heartless monsters, no one could ever lead him like he was lead before. He made it a promise, he would never believe lies again.

[skelepreg]

2 am cravings hit hard man.

[sprout-senior]

my personal headcanon for how monsters procreate in utmv/utdr: the babies just appear.

enough magic and intent from minimum two monsters will make a baby, it doesn’t matter what kind of intent etc(thinking of how PJ happened as a result of a battle between an alternate ink and error)

so there’s no incubation period. due to this, babies are that much more reliant on their parents for the first couple years of their life. basically proximity to their parents is vital to their physical and magical development; they CAN survive with only one parent’s presence, but it causes problems(i am yet again bringing up PJ and how they were raised primarily by ink for the first few years, don’t have a super solid physical form, and aren’t very powerful despite having two gods for parents. obviously my personal reasoning for this is not canon btw)

this period of necessary proximity to their parents does not HAVE to be the original monsters responsible for their creation. they can develop just fine with “surrogate” parents, given the magic bonds successfully. they CANNOT survive without consistent parents, for lack of better phrasing. if left alone or passed between caretakers too much over a long enough period of time, the baby will Fall Down and subsequently dust. fucked up i know but it’s my worldbuilding headcanon and i get to pick the rules

babies can bond with more than two parents! there isn’t a known maximum amount of parents, since no one has really tried to push the limits, but with several parents the baby will paradoxically take longer to develop their specific type of magic(their physical development is not stunted, but their personal magic takes longer because their soul has to “pick” between several different types of magic to base itself on)

once they’re around two, the baby’s magic type is “locked in”, so to speak. if there are several parents, it can take as long as three or four years in comparison. their power level is influenced by their parents, but not entirely dependent on them. some kids just have more of an affinity for magic, for no discernible reason.

part of what i really like about this headcanon is that gender and species are not factors in making a stable child! incest is still weird tho, i am not a fan of incest in any capacity. also, this means no monster has to deal with the absolute nightmare that is pregnancy. no morning sickness, extreme pain, risk of life, etc is involved. lucky bastards (obligatory “disclaimer this is not to discount the experience of anyone who has had good experiences with pregnancy and have things they really like about it. just bc i can’t personally empathize doesn’t mean i can’t understand that y’all’s experiences are vastly different than mine and you have a perspective informed by things i’ll never have the same level of knowledge and understanding of”)

uhhh that’s the main stuff, i think. literally the entire reason i came up with this idea is because i am just. deeply uncomfortable with mpreg and skelepreg. i don’t have any problem with people who DO like it, i just personally can’t deal. this will not affect my opinion of anybody, i need to make that abundantly clear.

in any case, any utmv/utdr monsters i make will have been born and developed this way. yes this applies to female mammal monsters, it applies to ALL monsters in my personal headcanon. maybe i don’t need to clarify that but whatever

if you like this idea, you’re more than welcome to adopt it! i think it’s an interesting piece of lore to incorporate in stories. i might even apply this to magic centered original works, unrelated to utmv/utdr, because i have become attached. i might not end up pursuing original stories, that’s not really what i’m interested in at this point in time, but i’ll always keep the option open.

if someone else has come up with an idea similar to this, that’s awesome! i promise i did not intentionally steal anyone’s idea, i am not currently aware of anything like it, so please extend some courtesy and understanding for me in the event that there’s a coincidence. i would request the same for if someone comes up with something similar AFTER this is posted, especially since i’m such a small creator without a whole lot of reach.

finally, if i’ve accidentally done something problematic here PLEASE tell me so i can fix it! i never want to cause harm with my work :)

if you’ve read this far, thanks! id love to hear your opinions and/or additions if you’ve got any!

[2tiredgal]

Looking for someone 18+ to play any Papyrus or Sans! Most AUs welcome! Bara Sanses are so very welcomed!

■If this interests you please message me on discord! My username is 2tiredgal■

I got a cute mix of an idea I want to do. I love Underswap Papyrus and I thought it would be cute to do some skelepreg/family fluff with him. Papyrus will be the one pregnant. I would say they're a bit older and all the resets are done for good. Our characters really want to have kids and have also been together for quite awhile. They've tried and tried with no success which has upset Y/C greatly, but one morning while getting ready Stretch sees well he has an ecto-belly and there is two little souls floating in it. Yep! He's pregnant with twins! This will be a cute fluffy kind of Roleplay and maybe a little bit angst with Pap's remembering the resets and probably a little on edge about it happening again and losing their babies. Anyways! They'll have a girl and a boy! We can come up with names when you connect if you want!

Pics of babies when born-

Reference to Stretch (Yes he has freckles scattered all around his bones somehow, they're just too cute! He has them all over his body along with the nasty scar / crack along his ribcage from the resets. It goes from his left shoulder down to the end of his right rib. He even has a tail, just a longer tail bone lmao);

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It was really hard seeing his partner so upset like this. "We can just keep trying. I know it'll happen soon." He always reassured his lover with a tight hug. Having kids meant so much to them and it was difficult watching the continued fails they were having. It wasn't his partner's fault. His soul had been damaged from the resets which he knew was the reason why this wasn't working. It was all his fault. The next morning was the same routine. Y/C checked and nothing was there, he grew upset and Stretch comforted him. He continually started to feel worse each time this happened. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He murmured holding his lover tightly to him. It made his soul hurt so much.. All he wish he could do was take this pain away.

It was an hour later and Y/C had gone down to start their breakfast while Stretch got ready for his shift. His fingers grabbed the bottom of his black tank before he pulled it off and tossed it aside. Sighing he looked at himself in the mirror. He looked exhausted. The emotional mess he had become had thrown off his sleep schedule majorly. Sighing he shook his head and went to take his shorts off so he could shower but something caught his eye. "The hell-?" An ecto-belly? When the hell did he get-… He froze as the palms of his hands settled on it. Wait. Wait. His soul practically jumped out of his chest when he saw the two little souls floating within it. He was pregnant. Tears formed in his eye sockets. "Ba-Babe!" He called to him as loudly as he could. They had to see this!

[musingartblog]

smoking is bad. dont do it