Unplanned continuation because a friend requested it. Aren't y'all lucky?

Stretch strolled leisurely through the unseelie queen's palace, going at a pace that seemed to make the violently swirling vortex of grayish water leading the way froth and spit with impatience. Or maybe that's how it just was, he's never heard of a magical construct that actually had any intelligence before. And it's not like he even needed it to lead the way, all he had to do was follow the loud, off-key singing drifting through the hallways. The servant paused next to a pair of wide open doors. Stretch sauntered through and paused just past the threshold to look around. At the far end of the room, backed by a huge fireplace and a roaring fire, was a row of long tables lined up single file, sitting atop them were piles and piles of delicious looking goodies, and behind the tables was a single row of chairs sporting monsters all swaying drunkenly, singing, waving tankards that spilled what looked to be wine, laughing, shoving food in their faces, or just face down on the table and snoring. It'd only been a couple of hours, how were some of them already pass out drunk?

There were several hoots and hollers when the party goers noticed Stretch. He started ambling again, aiming to go around the tables to get to the very center, where Red and Sans were sitting, Undyne next to Red and someone Stretch didn't know next to Sans. He had his arm slung over them as they sang a rather bawdy song.

"Take it off!"

"Show us what you got!"

"Let's see them pretty bones!"

Several more ribald calls were thrown Stretch's way. He rolled his eye sockets but couldn't help smirking as he twirled, letting the diaphanous fabric Blue had forced him to drape himself with flare around him.

"lookin' good, doll face," Red said with laughter in his voice.

Stretch shrugged, "blue said if we're going to pull a wedding out of our asses i had to dress up, but i also wasn't allowed to dress better than the grooms." Stretch eyed them, looks like Papyrus and Edge were right, they hadn't changed.

"WHAT?" Undyne yelled gleefully, "Someone's getting married?!"

"uh… yeah? these two idiots, i hope." Stretch pointed at Sans and Red as he finished walking around to join them.

"nah," Sans said, his grin growing wider and a dangerously mischievous glint in his eye sockets. "too much work."

"wait, seriously? you two didn't actually get married?"

"nope!" Red popped the P as he gave Stretch a sharp toothed grin.

"i'm just here for undyne's killer party."

Stretch laughed disbelievingly before collapsing onto the bench seat next to Sans. "what the hell, now your brothers are really going to kill me. you know this means i have to drag you two home right now instead of waiting for them to let us know the after party's ready."

"eh, let them stew for a bit," Sans said dismissively, then took a long draw from his tankard.

"After party?" Undyne leaned over Red to loudly direct her question at Stretch. He didn't know why she bothered, he was pretty sure they could hear her in the next room. "What after party?"

"well these two told me they were eloping and their bros were so upset over missing the wedding… and come to think of it not having actually missed the wedding is probably better for me in the long run, that they decided to throw together a last minute reception. i'm supposed to wait for them to send a message that it's all set up and ready to go, then invite y'all over to asgore's and toriel's place."

"Just these two y'all or all y'all?"

"all y'all, of course!" Stretch scoffed, offended that Undyne would think he'd mention a party in front of her that she wasn't invited too. Even if she weren't a queen that'd be just plain rude.

"Sweet! It's been a while since I've been to a seelie shindig! Wait… if they're not actually married does that mean it's canceled?"

Stretch shrugged, hell if he knew.

Undyne slammed down her tankard and pushed her sleeves up. "Okay, I'm gonna marry you two nerds right here, right now! I HAVE to if we want to have that sweet after party!"

"don't bother," Red drawled. "if we wait 'til they send fer us it'll be all ready t' go, with guests an' e'rything. they ain't gonna cancel just 'cause this chump believed our lies."

"besides," Sans added, "we can just call it an engagement party."

"oh?" Stretch sat up, fully awake and invested. "you're engaged now?"

Sans shrugged. Red started picking at his teeth. "i mean… i guess it's official now. kinda hafta afta all that hullabaloo."

"hulla…?" Stretch broke into laughter, he never expected to hear such a silly word come outta the filthy mouth of his unseelie friend. "well so long as it's official, it'll be good enough to keep everyone happy."

"happy? i thought they were still trying to hook you and me up?"

"yeah… about that…" Stretch took a deep breath. "it was fake."

"wait, what?!" Red stood up and slammed both hands on the table, claws digging into the thick wood. "whaddya mean it was fake?!"

Stretch motioned between the two, "your bros were tired of the two of you dancing around your feelings-"

"we weren't dancing!" Red interrupted indignantly.

"bucko, you know we've been kind of a thing for a while now."

"i knew, but apparently your bros didn't. anyway, they came up with this hare-brained scheme to get one or the other of you to "confess" and decided to drag me into it. against my will, i might add." Not that he was sure the other two heard him over the loud laughter now filling the room.

"they wanted t' make us hook up by arrangin' a fake engagement? that's the stupidest shit!"

"that's what i said! but i figured it would be hilarious to watch if nothing else, i didn't expect all…" Stretch paused to motion vaguely around them, "to happen."

"wait, so you knew it was fake the whole time?" Sans had plopped an elbow on the table and rested his skull on his fist, grinning amiably at Stretch. That was never a good sign.

"even 'fore we axed ya t' distract my bro while we "eloped"?"

Stretch started sweating. "i thought it'd get your bros off your backs?"

"good thing we tricked you, huh?"

"yup! it sure is! you got me good with that one!" Stretch started to laugh, but his voice cracking from nerves really didn't help sell it. "and engaged! wow! that's some amazing news!"

Undyne smacked Red so hard on the back he just barely saved himself from face-planting on the table. "The beanpole's right, getting engaged is great! Tie the knot, settle down, start a family, live that domestic fluff long fic!"

"i got no idea what that last one even means," Red groused. "and speak fer yerself! ya better hurry up with that alphys chick er my bro's gonna set his matchmaker sights on ya next."

Undyne sputtered. "I'm working on it!"

The table erupted into more laughter.

Fortunately everyone was ready to change topics after that. Stretch was glad, he wanted to stuff his face a little before they went all the way to the other side of the monster wilds. Ain't no party like an unseelie party, after all. Not nearly enough time for a whole party to have actually been thrown together later a bluebird flew into the room. An eye searingly bright blue bluebird, glowing a familiar shade of cyan Stretch would recognize anywhere. It circled the room once before landing on Stretch's outstretched finger and twittered a quick message to him. Then it flew away again.

"welp, that was the signal. y'all ready to move the party over to the seelie palace?" He was met with a round of cheers.

For some reason Sans and Red insisted they walk into their wedding rece- no wait, engagement party with Stretch sandwiched between them. Red's tail was swaying back and forth as he walked, the wide grin on his face a sure sign he was in a good mood. Stretch couldn't help but think that meant bad news for him.

The entire seelie court had gathered in the courtyard where gently glowing fairy lights (the Gaster brothers probably did that just so Sans could make bad jokes about them) were strung up over a veritable field of round tables, each one surrounded by a few delicate looking chairs. Off to the side was a buffet table practically overflowing with finger foods, another full of bite sized desserts, yet another lined with punch bowls, and even a table with a few prettily wrapped gifts on it. Over the buffet tables was an ivory banner with curling golden script that simply read "Congratulations Sans and Red" with a pair of church bells on the end. Well that was a bit of luck, it would work just as well for an engagement party.

Just as the three of them stepped fully into the courtyard the seelie court yelled "Congratulations!" and set off a bunch of party poppers. Shrieks of glee, confetti, magic, and the faintest whiff of spent gunpowder filled the air.

Red punched the air with both fists, "we're not married!"

The crowd before them all groaned, a few cries of dismay and the odd "Are you kidding me?!" thrown in for flavor. Blue burst into uncontrollable laughter. Wingdings simply turned around and walked over to a pillow pit Stretched hadn't noticed before Wingdings threw himself into it. Face first. Someone should tell him planking was so last decade.

"STRETCH!" Papyrus scolded, "YOU TOLD US THEY RAN OFF TO GET MARRIED!"

"that's what they told me!" Stretch rightfully protested. Both Papyrus and Edge had their arms crossed and were scowling at him, it was eerie how similar they looked when they did that, even if Edge's scowl was way scarier.

"serves the lotta ya right fer schemin' like that."

"A BIT LATE, BUT AT LEAST HE FINALLY TOLD YOU ABOUT THAT. HONESTLY, I'M SURPRISED HE DIDN'T WARN THE PAIR OF YOU AHEAD OF TIME." Edge scoffed and rolled his pips. Honestly it probably would have been a lot funnier if he had.

"Oh? What scheming is your dear brother talking about?" Toriel batted her eyelashes at Edge.

"ERM… PERHAPS WE SHOULD DISCUSS THIS AT A LATER TIME."

"our bros got impatient and tried their hand at matchmaking," Red said loudly. He was met with laughter from both courts, Undyne and the others crowding behind them. Stretch was just starting to feel the teensiest bit trapped. "but that's alrigh', we can jus' make this an engagement party instead."

"Oh Sans! Congratulations!" Toriel scooped Sans up to give him a warm hug.

"THEY'RE ENGAGED!" Papyrus whooped as he jumped and clicked his heels three whole times, the show off. There was a cheer from both sets of crowds, Wingdings suddenly sat up and started scrambling out of the pillow pit, the unseelie court took that (the cheering, not Wingdings's mad scramble) as the sign the party was officially started and surged forward to start mingling. Stretch tried to start sidling away, or at least get close enough to a wall to actually sidle, when clawed hands grabbed his wrist in a firm grip.

"nah, sweet cheeks, i'm sure our bros got plenty t' say t' ya."

Stretch groaned, but allowed himself to be dragged over to where Toriel had deposited Sans with his brothers, Edge and Blue hovering nearby as they had their reunion. Blue perked up when he noticed them approaching.

"BROTHER! ISN'T THIS GREAT?"

"yeah, just the bee's knees. isn't it just terrific how edge and wingdings and papyrus didn't miss their brothers' wedding at all? what a lovely engagement party!"

"IT IS LOVELY," Wingdings said, looking around proudly. "BUT I CAN'T HELP FEELING IT WOULD HAVE BEEN EVEN BETTER IF WE HADN'T HAD TO THROW IT ALL TOGETHER LAST MINUTE UNDER THE BELIEF THAT WE HAD NO OTHER CHOICE."

Stretch sputtered. "this whole thing was his idea!" He pointed at Blue, "don't blame this on me!"

"AND LOOK HOW WELL IT WORKED OUT, THEY'RE ENGAGED!" Blue gave them all a winning smile. "AND IN A FEW YEARS WE'LL ALL LOOK BACK ON THIS AND LAUGH. NOW IF ONLY MY OWN DEAR BROTHER WOULD STOP DRAGGING HIS OWN FEET." Blue batted his eye sockets up at Stretch.

If the deer in the headlights look Edge was giving Blue was anything to go on he'd ask before the week was out. Heck, he'd probably be down on one knee right now if this wasn't someone else's engagement party.

"SO," Blue continued happily, "HAVE YOU TWO DECIDED ON A DATE YET?"

"we haven't really had a chance to discuss it, but i think a fall wedding would be nice. have a whole harvest theme to it, earth tones, leaves and berries, a cornucopia around there somewhere. what do you think red?"

"that sounds nice. and why not go dramatic, have it on the first day of fall."

"THAT SOUNDS LOVELY," Papyrus said dreamily. "WHAT ABOUT NEXT YEAR?" There was a glint to his eye sockets, like he was trying to railroad his brother into having a short engagement.

"why wait?" Sans asked. "we should just have it this year."

"BUT THAT'S ONLY A WEEK AWAY?" Edge asked incredulously.

"sure, if our bros can throw all this together in just one afternoon, imagine what they can do with a whole week." Sans winked at them.

"OH MY GOD, SANS NO!"