Me: *sitting at my desk lightly swaying side to side* hey guysss~ whas uuuup...
Ink: you okay Jordan?

Me: nah.. I'm great~ *has like five bottles of mike's hard watermelon lemonade next to me* jussss peachy. Anywya, BACK TO THE STORY!!!!~ (yeah, I'm a bit tipsy lol)

Your POV:

My parents aren't home right now, which I'm thankful for. So right now, I am washing dishes and doing laundry while I have a chance to myself. I keep thinking of the dream I had. It was so real, I could feel the pain from Sans throwing me against the tree, taste the spaghetti that Papyrus made for me to catch me. I could feel the fur of Sans's jacket... it was so so soft. Lost in my thoughts, I accidentally lower my hands into the water causin the knife I was washing to slip from said hands and cut me at the base of my hand.
"Ouch!" I hiss grabbing my wrist. I quickly dry off my hands and head to my bathroom where the first aide supplies are hidden. Yes, hidden. I hide them so my parents can't throw them out. As I make my way to the bathroom I hear a great amount of static in my head. I have to cover my ears as I fall to my knees, my wrist still bleeding, leaving a puddle of blood. Once the static begins to die down, I look up seeing a silver telephone booth. Stunned, I sit there as the door begins to open. Inside are two people who I thought I would never see again.
"S-Sans?" I ask in a whisper, my wrist completely wiped from my mind. "Helvetica?" They both smile at me and step out of the machine.

"Hey kiddo, did ya really think we would leave ya to this awful life?" Sans asks. He looks down at me and sees my wrist. His eye sockets widen and he dives to his knees grabbing my arm to which I hiss in pain. "Jesus kid, what were ya thinkin'. Why didn't you tell me it was this bad?" He asks tracing his finger bone over the faded, old scars from years ago.

"Oh, this one isn't from that, I was thinking while washing dishes and I uh... accidentally cut my self?" I said questionably. Sans picks me up and places me on the bed before looking at me sternly.

"Don't move, I'm going to get something to clean that up." He says before disappearing into the bathroom. I hear a sigh from beside me and I look at Helvetica.

"What's up Helvetica? Why the long face?" I ask.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just glad my bro has something to actually care about." She says.

"What are you talking about? He cares about you and he cares about Paps." I ask.

"It's nothing. I'm just glad he's happy. I wish I had something like he does." She states.

".....you remember don't you.." I ask as more of a statement.

"Remember what?"

"The true lab, your father-."

"That man is not my father!" She cuts me off. "He has never nor will ever be my father!!"

"Why don't you tell sans or paps?" I question.

"Because they don't need to know, if they knew, they would treat me different, like I could break any second. I'm not some fucking flower that could wilt and die. Yeah I have half a HOPE point but I'm not as weak as it looks. Because in reality... I'm not a full monster." She explains.

"What do you mean?" Helvetica puts her hands to her chest and brings out her SOUL. It is a brilliant blue fading into a soft white at the bottom.

"I'm half human. My trait is Loyalty."

I gasp softly. "Do your brothers know?" She shakes her head.

"No, neither of them do. And I plan to keep it that way." She says putting her SOUL back into her chest. "Please don't tell them?"

I nod letting her know I won't tell them. "Your secret is safe with me." At that statement Sans walks back out with a small box.

"Found it!" He proclaimed. "And I'm curious as to why it was so hard to find."

"Oh, that. I have to hide it so my parents don't throw it out."

"Why would they do that?" He asked confused.

"Because they are assholes and don't give a shit about me." I huff. "And don't care if I die because I get an infection."
"Well you don't have to worry about that." Sans said smiling. "Because you are coming with us." He finished while looking around. As he is looking around, his face starts to get more and more blue as he is seeing all of the Sans stuff I have. He walks over and picks up the Sans plush and looks at me. "Wow, you weren't kidding when you said you liked my character." He looks a bit passed the machine to see a canvas. As he views this canvas his face turns to a complete blueberry. "So uh.... me and grillbz huh?"

(I did that)
"Oh, uh... yeah, it's a thing I did for school."
"Cool, anyway, let's get you the things you need and we will get going." He said helping me up after cleaning up my arm.
~time skip~
We are almost done packing when I hear the front door open and I can hear my parents fighting again.
"(Y/n)! Get your fat ass down here now!!" Shouts my mother. Sans holds my arm gently.
"You don't have to go down." He says.
"I do though."
"Why? You're leaving anyway." Helvetica states.
"(Y/n) I swear to god if I have to come up there to get your lazy ass I will beat you into next week!!" Mother shouts again.
"Coming mother!" I shout back.
"Don't you dare fucking yell at me!!" She yells. I make my way down the steps timidly.
"Y-Yes mother?" I ask.
"The dishes aren't done and the house is a fucking mess." She reprimands.
"The dishes I understand mother but the house I cleaned this mor-." I was cut off my my mother slapping me across the face, throwing me into the wall.
"Don't fucking talk back to me you pathetic child!" She yelled.
"Y-Yes m-ma'am. I a-apologize." I stutter, holding my cheek which I can feel bleeding.
"Worthless whelp." She sneers. "(Y/d/n)! You can have her, I'm done." My eyes widen. I try and escape back to my room. Back to Sans and Helvetica. But before I could the collar is yanked back by my dad who starts to grope me and try to take of my clothes. 
"S-Sa-" I start to shout before my father shoved his dirty fingers down my throat effectively choking me. I try to fight back but the hand that isn't in my mouth starts to invade down my shorts. I start crying as I feel my tears run down my face. I don't want this... not again. During my panic, I didn't hear the sound of a blaster charging up.
"Hey asshole!!! Let the girl go." I hear Sans' voice. I look up seeing his left eye a brilliant blue. His hand raised in the air and a blaster right above him. I feel my father let me go as I drop to the floor. When I hit the carpet I start to cough as the fingers are removed. Once I compose myself I scamper up the steps towards Sans. I hide behind him. "Now, I'm taking (y/n) to a safe place where you will never find her. If I see you again and I don't think I will, but if I do, I won't hesitate to blast you into the void. Am I clear?" Sans asks. My father nods quickly before running away. After he was out of sight Sans turns around and hugs me tightly. "I am so glad I heard you in time. I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you."
"But you came... that is all that matters." I said shoving my face into his fur-lined hood.
"Let's go home. Okay kiddo?" I nod quickly in response. We go back into my room, everything packed up and we step into the machine. "Next stop," he smiles at Helvetica and I "Snowdin village." He pushes a button and we are transported back to Snowdin.