In the months that followed, monsters were slowly adapted into human society. Chara was a marvelous ambassador, she was quick to learn and was great at debate. Monster gold was worth a lot on the surface and Monster kind was able to get good homes without much difficulty. Undyne started working with scientists and universities, teaching magical science. Alphys was Toriel and Asgore’s personal bodyguard. She also ran a school to train bodyguards for those who needed them, such as; kings and queens of other countries, presidents, actors, and other famous people. Napstabot became a famous DJ and actor. Toriel and Asgore did their duties as royals and taught Chara all they knew. Papyrus, surprising everyone with his physical prowess, worked as a personal trainer. Sans stayed at home and did the household chores. Since Toriel and Asgore were always busy, Sans and Papyrus took legal custody over Chara. She and Temmie, who also lived with the skeletons, went to school together. Chara started to call Sans mother as well, which surprised everyone, except Sans, but when she explained why the others laughed good naturedly, although still confused.

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Sans was nervous, he was about to attend his first PTA meeting. The meetings were held every week on Thursday and it was the first one of the school year, since monsters came out of the underground right after the previous school year ended. Chara and Temmie were both in 4th grade and although it was only the first week, he hadn’t heard anything bad. They both seemed to be pretty happy. Sans took a deep breath and stepped into the meeting room. There were people everywhere, mostly girls but a few guys, talking and catching up before the meeting began. Sans had long since put away his battle body and right now he wore a light blue tee and dark blue jeans along with, of course, his signature bandanna. Sans glanced around, looking for any familiar faces but saw none. Sans sighed, of course he’d have to deal with this alone. Despite appearances, Sans was very introverted and was only outgoing with his friends. So he slipped further in and stood a ways away from the rest.

“Hello!” A voice greeted and Sans jumped slightly, looking towards the sound. A woman who appeared to be about 25 stood a little to his right, looking right at him. She had dirty blond hair and was dressed in a knee-high grey skirt and a long-sleeved, black blouse. Her facial features were soft and kind.

“H-hello.” Sans inwardly cursed himself for stuttering.

“I’m Claire!” She extended a hand to him. Sans took it.

“Sans”

“It’s nice to meet you! Do you know anybody here?”

“I know you now.” Claire laughed and Sans smiled.

“True, would you like to talk while we wait for the meeting to start?” Sans found out that Claire was the mother of three kids, a 12 year-old girl, a 10 year-old boy, and a 8 month-old baby boy. Her husband was a lawyer and she was a stay-at-home mom. She was 34 and was surprised to find that Sans was 25. She had a great sense of humor and they exchanged a few puns while they waited for the meeting to start.

“It’s time to begin.” A red-headed woman called. They sat down, Claire next to Sans.

“That’s Deborah, she’s nice but stern. She gets right to the point. She also teaches drama here at the school.” Claire whispered.

“We are here to discuss the fall festival that’s next month.” Deborah explained once the room had quited down.

“We should have an area for the youngest ones to play.” A short-haired blond called out.

“That’s Helen. She gives a whole new meaning to the stereotype, dumb blonde. She’s a bitch and a total hellion.” Clair muttered.

“Guess she’s a HELLen.” Sans whispered back. Claire giggled softly. While they had been quietly conversing, people continued to talk.

“I guess monsters don’t care about their children, because there aren’t any here.” A brunet cackled.

“Rachael, some are busy.” Claire stated calmly.

“Claire has brought some CLAIREty to the situation. Besides, I’m a monster and I’m here.” Sans could hear Claire stifle laughter and Rachael huffed.

“Anyway, any other ideas for what we could do?” Deborah questioned.

“We could have a dunking tank.” Sans suggested. There were murmurs of agreement.

“Who would be dunked though?” A man pipped up.

“We could have it be different teachers and have the teachers take shifts.” Claire offered. More murmurs of agreement.

“Then it seems we have at least one thing that we are going to do, I will bring it up at the teacher’s meeting tomorrow. Meeting dismissed.” People dispersed and Sans and Claire exchanged numbers.

“I have to text my husband to pick me up.”

“I can drive you there, if you want.” Sans proposed. Claire smiled.

“Thank you.” They stepped out of the school and began walking towards a Light Blue Yamaha Motorcycle. Sans reached into his pocket and pulled out a small ring of four keys. He grabbed the smallest one and inserted it into a hole that opened a compartment, he pulled out a light blue helmet and tossed it to Claire, she caught it.

“Don’t want you to get hurt.” Sans smiled.

“This is yours?” Claire blinked.

“Yep!”

“That’s cool! My husband is a big car and motorcycle guy! You and him will get along great!” Claire put on the helmet and got on behind Sans, giving him the address.