Note: You and Sans are talking about random things, that's it . . .

Fluffers~ . . .

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Today is a slow day, that means not many customers are coming in today, which means Mama Cry allowed Sans to be out of his pen ( for the first time ), that also include other lamia bitties who behave well this month too ( ALL OF THEM BEHAVED, surprisingly, including fell and edgy lamia bitties, they are desperately want to get out ).

For some reason almost every lamia bitty ( twenty-four of them ) are crawling and clinging on your arms and neck, trying not squeeze them on your neck since your a bit ticklish. And Mama Cry is quietly laughing at you while she too has half the rest of the bitties ( five of them ) on her fuzzy arms. The other half ( the other five ) however is on Sans arms too as he curiously observe them, his tongue  flicking as they crawl and cling on his jacket sleeves.

After a while of holding the bitties, you placed all of them on the floor so they could get some exercise, all of them seemed to be cramped up on there pens. No one trying to eat each other since all of them already ate, they slither as they race each other, as you and Mama Cry try not to step at any of them, which both of you are successful.

And now, you and Sans are now chillaxing, you laying on Sans coiled up tail ( if you don't know, he has a very long tail, long enough for you to lay on it like a bed, if coiled ) as you lay on your stomach while keeping an eye on the bitties slithering around, as Sans lays his arms and head on your back as he look on the adoption center's window [ I don't know what that big glass is called ], staring outside as cars pass by and trees sway gently by the breeze. Mama Cry was on the cash register, looking through her phone while keeping an eye for the bitties too.

Something was nagging on the back of your head, you were wondering what made Sans talk to you, was it because your special or was he really that desperate for your attention or maybe. . . something else.

" Hey Sans, I have a question. "

" hmmm? "

" why didn't you talk to Mama Cry before? "

Sans tense a bit at that question, you were about to say that he doesn't have to answer but he beat you to it.

" i. . . i was- . . . what was that word? fear, wait no that's not it. . . scared, yes that word. . . i was scared. . . "

He answers as one of his bony hand reach for your hand to hold and squeezing it a bit, giving him comfort, you squeeze your hand back to add that comfort.

" Why were you scared? "

" it's not that mama cry is scary or anythin' but . . . there are these . . rumors, coming from them . . . "

He says as he glances at the lamia bitties.

" and i believe on what they say about me . . . "

" What did they say about you? "

" well, the bitties said that who ever is interested in me since i'm different and unique, they'll do anything to get me, that . . . that they'll experiment on me if i get adopted by them . . ."

Oh no, poor Sansy, I need to tell Mama Cry about this later, no wonder he was so aggressive to people. He was just scared and confused.

" my fear only increased when someone break in here, and t-tried. . . to take me with this wired thing on a stick . . . god it hurt so much, it left a scar on my neck, they tried to pull me out but they failed since i resisted so much that it left my neck bleeding . . . "

Sans moved to lay beside you as he hold his neck [ idk what it's name ], it has a thin scar on it. You reach at touch it but hesitated, Sans holds your hand to gently push it closer to his neck to reassure you that it's okay to touch it, you trail your fingertips through his scar. They must have use those sticks to capture stray dogs.

" and if they learn that i'm also intelligent, it would get worse and. . . and. . . "

Sans stop right there, he didn't continue talking as he stare at your face.

" Oh Sans, I'm so sorry. "

" it's okay, it's all in the past now . . . "

You rub Sans neck and cheekbone gently to try and comfort him even more, Sans closed his eyesockets, lean to your rubbing hand and. . .

He started purring. . .

Like a cat. . .

EEEEEE!!! HE'S ADORABLE!!! He's a snake, his not supposed to purr like a cat!!! He doesn't even have a throat!!!

You blushed as you were about to pull your hand away but Sans held your hand there, and purred louder and rub against it.

" H. . . How are you doing that? "

" hmm? doing what? "

" Y-you know, purring? Like a cat? "

" am i really purring? "

Sans opened one of his eyesockets as he looked at you innocently as he continue to purr and rub at your hand.

" Uhh y-yeah, like your doing right now. . . "

" oh, i didn't know this is purring, it feels nice tho . . . "

Sans says as he continue to do his innocent antics as your face looked like it'll put a tomato to shame because of how red it is.

The tiny bell rung as the door is being opened, announcing that a customer just entered the adoption center.

Sans pulled his face away from your hand to turn and look at the customer, you also looked at them, they had a baby blue lamia on there shoulder who looked happy to see his old friends slithering around the center.

The person looked surprise to see all of them all the floor, but the baby blue on his shoulder speak to them something this being normal, the person relaxed as they looked around, again they're surprised to see Sans and you, you waved at them and then again, the baby blue speak to them Sans first time out of his pen and him being friendly when not threaten. The person relaxed and started walking towards Mama Cry ( trying not to step any of the bitties on the floor ), who greeted the person once they're close enough.

Sans has been staring at them the whole time, trying not to hiss at them since they didn't do anything wrong. He stares at them till they left the center, that's when he stared to relax, buried his cheekbone on your hand and started purring again.

You smiled at him, as you plan on telling Mama Cry the new information you found out about Sans.

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A-N : Heyo everyone, here's a 1000+ words early chapter for you. . .

This is a give for this book earning 200+ reads which makes me proud of it. . . X3

Well, you know the role. . .

Thank you everyone for reading, if you have any suggestions, tell me in the comments if you want to. . .

If you think I'm having an improvement or errors on my writings, you can tell me that in the comments too. . .

For now boi~ :3