sans and toriel had finally gotten together once frisk freed the underground. They had been married for three years and almost never argued. frisk had convinced sans and toriel to adopted a kid before they got married. They had adopted a human child. When they adopted the kid they were eight. It had been four years now. Your dad, Sans, is lazy, often sleeping on the job and taking breaks. Your mom, Toriel, is kind, and loves to help you and talk to people.

Toriel called out upstairs

Toriel: "Let's go were gonna be late! I'm not missing another dinner reservation!"

sans telaported down next to toriel

Sans: "were comin. The kids almost ready."