I sat in silence, watching as Toriel cared for Lil' Pup like a mother. She dabbed their face with a cold cloth, finally calming them down from the manic episode that had just emerged. It was such a soothing sight to witness, warming my heart and soothing my fears. Many things had happened over these past couple days but by far, this was the most normal thing to happen. It was like a family, my family. My new family. Even though we were different we were the same, looking out for one another as such and even as I kept my eyes on the two monsters I could feel myself slipping into a sense of ease.

" What caused this Sans dear? " I began to drift off into thoughts, the voices and sounds around me fading into a state of nothingness. What had caused Lil' Pup to behave as such? It happened so suddenly, perhaps bipolar? I sighed, unable to find myself coming to a clear conclusion even after moments of deep thought. The cogs in my mind were jammed and rusted, unable to generate even the smallest rational thought. This would explain what I did next. I stood to my feet slowly, making my way gingerly over to the sofa where the child lay. My eyes were transfixed on them, almost like a spell from which I couldn't break free. 

" Kiddo? " I didn't answer, still unable to hear the voices around me. All I could hear was static, my ears ringing with the sound. I reach out my hand, placing it on Lil' Pup's head with an almost graceful fashion. My breathes were soft and short, unintelligible and unable to be heard to a passer by. To some it would seem like I wasn't breathing at all and to be honest, it felt like it too. I turned around to meet Sans' gaze and without warning I said something, something that I didn't mean and something I didn't understand or know. 

" Sans, I'm sorry. Old friend " With a timid smile darkness surrounded me and the noise flooding into my ears like water. Old friend? What was going on?

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