There was a pause after the song ended. Neither of you moved, broke eye contact, or spoke. You wanted to close the gap between you and Sans, but it sounded too desperate in your opinion, so you did nothing.
"You're like a siren..." Sans pulled away and turned his attention to the closed door, wanting to escape. You were confused by what he meant. You tilted your head slightly and asked what do you mean. "I mean your singing.. I... I love to hear you sing. It makes me want to...." He turned towards you with a needy look and crashed his lips against yours, catching you off guard. Your eyes were still open but not widen, you didn't know how to react since... This was a first for you. If he Hadn't been holding you in place, you would have fallen by how much force he put in.
You didn't like this. It hurt'ed you for some reason. You pushed your hands firmly against his chest but he didn't let you move. Sans squeezed his arms around your waist, causing you to widen your eyes and let out a surprised yelp. He pulled away and looked into your surprised eyes.
"I barely started and you're already acting shy... You started this... Now tell me how to continue~," Sans purred. Carrie! You turned around to see that... She some how found herself on the opposite side of the room. Strange... Sans grabbed your chin and forced you to turn to him. His left eye emitted a soft, red mist, making him seem scarier than before. He smiled widely, showing off that golden thang of his. Luckily, someone crashed in through the door to stop him from continuing on.
"Hey guys! That bastard is gone and I doubt we'll be seeing him again!" Drake was dusting his hands off rather proudly before his eyes landed on us. His e/c orbs now filled with anger. "Ooh no you don't! I barely got my little girl back and you can't have her until I'm..... Until I'm dead!" Drake grabbed you by both your shoulders and pulled you away from Sans death grip.
                            "Oh come on! Things were just get interesting!" Bad move.
                            "What?! Did you think I would even think of letting my little girl get pregnant in high school?! And with you?" That's it. You pulled yourself away from in between them and walked to where Carrie was chilling. You picked her up and walked towards the open door.
                            "You two can keep talking without me. I have to go and do something." You closed the behind you, not paying attention to any of there protest. Sans didn't know but you snagged the goat skull jacket from around his waist. You put it on and placed Carrie in your hood as if it were a reserved seat for her. Then you left, hoping that you don't run into anyone... Unnecessary.

Sans pov

                       I turned my attention back to the overprotective uncle, only to be met with his serious stare. Wow, this guy is good.
                      "I knew I could break her. Listen buddy, I have some serious matters to speak about." I nodded once and he sat next to me on the couch. I'm still surprised by how many people can actually sit here at a time. Like, 6. "I don't know if you noticed or not, but y/n has.... daddy issues. He is a dangerous man, and he will do what he needs to get what he wants.."
                      "Did he hurt her?"
                      "No. Nor did he harmed his wife. Me... Well let's just say he has. The man is sick in the head, but... I think he was onto something..." I raised my eyebrow at his statement. I kept quiet, signaling him to continue. "He also talked about having these dreams about this kid. The kid told him to do these things...." This sounds... Familiar.
                     "Do you know... What they looked like?" Drake looked me dead in the eye. All emotions gone. His once e/c eyes now a misty gray.
                     "Red eyes, like yours," he stated bluntly. Lifting a slender finger towards my eyes. I twitched slightly and I nodded before standing up.
                      "Take care of her for me."
                      "Of course I will." Drake nodded approvingly so I left the store, heading home. Maybe I'll find time to take y/n to meet my brother.... Nah.

Your pov

                        "Hey mom?" You slid your body into the door of your home. No answer. But you didn't worry. Your mother was often called into work during school hours, sometimes she wouldn't return until 8pm. Hope she hasn't checked her Facebook.. What's the point? Uncle Drake or Sans would snitch on you anyway. You placed Carrie onto the carpet, so she can explore her new home. You went to your room and collapsed onto your bed, the unbeatable power of sleep winning over your mind

Small time skip-

                           The light tapping on your window was the thing that woke you from your dreamless sleep. New world record... You groggily got of the bed and walked to the window, pulling the curtain away to see Sans.. The only light being from the Christmas lights in your room. You slept through the WHOLE day. You're surprised that your mom allowed such a thing. You slid open the window seal, rubbing the sleep out one of your eyes while doing so.
                           "May I help you?..."
                           "Is your mom home?"
                           "I think so..... Why do you ask?"
                           "I want you to meet someone."
                           "Sans... Can't this wait until later..."
                           "Nope." Sans grabbed you by the shoulders and pulled you out the window. You didn't fight back. He carried you bridal style through out the whole walk. In all honesty, you don't even remember the walk. Lights peeked out the windows of the house hold of Sans... Well you assumed it was his. Sans placed you down onto your feet and knocked on the door. Well... More like banged on the door than knock. "Give it a minute.. Papyrus! Open up, we have a guest!" You winced at Sans yelling, but tried not to show it.
                           Some rustling, colorful language, was heard before the door was violently thrown open, nearly taking you out.
                           "Papyrus! You almost took off her head!" Sans grabbed you and took you into a protective embrace, causing you to blush slightly. Papyrus was much taller than Sans, he wore a red, torn scarf, reddish black tank top, tight black jeans, leather boots, pale skin, sharp teeth, white hair pulled back, and a scar over his left eye. His body was rather muscular, causing your blush to increase by the second. Papyrus seemed to have noticed and leaned against the door frame rather flirtatiously.
                          "My my... How did something as lovely as you find their way on my front door?~" His red eyes let up slightly. Oh boy... If he were Mason, you would've given him a smart comeback but... He looks a lot like Sans... And.....
                          "Hey! Back off!" Sans pushed past Papyrus with you in hand. Sans sat down on a old, green couch, pulling you onto his lap. Papyrus grumbled something under his breath before closing the door, and dashed to where you assumed was the kitchen. Against the opposition side of the wall stood a flat screen tv, a picture of the brothers, and a sock.. There was a stairway leading to three rooms. You assumed it was the doors to their rooms and a bathroom. "Sorry about that... My brother can be very obnoxious." Sans wrapped his arms around your middle and nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. "And he'll be cooking us spaghetti..." You hummed in response and placed your hands on top of his larger ones.
You stayed like this for a while. It was nice and peaceful, not including the constant crashes of pots and pans. Rabbits? When did the rabbits show up?
                           There were white rabbits littering the flooring. Black outlines and smoke emitting from their bodies, then disappearing into the air. Your hands slightly gripped Sans for reassurance. All there eyes were black and searching the area, while hopping from place to place.
                           "Spaghettis done!"

??? Pov

                           I..... I can't believe this... After ten years, I find myself here again. In this insane Asylum... It's... It's his fault why this is happening to her... First the isolation, than the bullying, and now the fight?! This is his doing, all him! I walked up to the grey building, the glass doors opening at my presence and allowing the frigid air to escape. A woman at the front desk didn't even have to give a second glance to know what I wanted. She tilted her head to the left, letting me know that I could go on ahead.
                          Muttering a quick thank you, I went through the mental door. Screams, classical music, and laughter rang through the halls. I walked up to door 65... His door... I opened a little slide that let me look into the room. A man with long h/c hair, white sweatpants, no shirt, and dead red eyes... He slowly lifted his limp body to face me. His solemn face fading away into a hopeful one. Slowly strutting towards me, lifting a hand towards my face.
                       "Marry?..." (I'm just going to make up their fist names and your moms last name)
                       "What have you been putting into my daughters head?..." His eyes widen, as if he hadn't done a thing. But I know he did...
                        "Babe... I can only wish to see my sweet girls face again. Has something happened to her? Was it them-"
                       "Enough with this 'them' none sense! These things you see and hear don't exist! If they were, y/n would be here too... But she's not..." Tears had already escaped my eyes, some escaping from his eyes too. He reached out his hand and cupped my cheek. Slowly, I placed my hand on top of his. "When are you going to come home and protect her, Theodore... When?...."

Your pov

                        "Don't touch her!" Sans, grabbing your left arm, pulled you to his side and glared daggers into his younger brother. Papyrus was holding your right arm and LOVED his new found power.
                        "You let go first!" Papyrus pulled you back to his side of the room. This conversation of where you were sleeping tonight went on for 25 minutes. You were annoyed by all this pulling but also amused, no one has ever put up this much of a fuss about you except for your parents when you were younger.
                       "She's my girl!" Since when?!
                       "A jacket trade doesn't count!" He technically stoled my jacket and replaced it with one of his.
                       "I kissed her!" That's it. You pulled yourself away from their grips and straightened your shirt and jacket up. Your face was beat red now, your legs now moving your entire body down the stairs. Leaving the brothers in shock.
                        "Boys. Sans didn't kiss me, he technically smashed his lips against mine, plus I'm not sleeping with either of you. Especially with how you two are acting with a female guest here!" You threw yourself onto the green couch and snuggled up under the black jacket for warmth. The lights in the living room and kitchen were already off so it didn't take you long to get sleepy again. You heard footsteps then two doors slamming shut, finally. But it only lasted for ten minutes or so. One of the doors opened again and footsteps were heard, heading towards you. You felt your body being lifted up rather lazily, Sans. You didn't fight tho. It wouldn't be the first time you slept with him.
                       Your body was then softly placed onto what you assumed was the bed. The door was then softly closed then another body joined the bed. You lifted up your arm and placed it upon his chest, only to find out the soft fabric of clothing was no longer there. Realizing this, you immediately sat up and turned your gaze towards the door. Only to be pulled back down.
"You're cute when you're shy~" Sans... He grabbed your hand and placed back onto his exposed chest. Making you blush madly. Sans then softly began to hum a song, while his head was buried into your soft hair. This.... Feels nice. He continued until you fell into yet again another dreamless sleep.