Sans always was good with kids.

Having to raise Papyrus on his own, the most difficult child to raise, had practically trained him with how to deal with any type of child. He loved Papyrus, even though Papyrus didn't seem to show him the same love anymore, but that kid was a mess as a child. But Sans enjoyed being near kids, not in a pedo way as his friends believed, but Sans wouldn't mind maybe having a few of his own, or working at a day care.

He didn't expect to find a child in an old, abandoned house, but she didn't seem like a normal child. When he had first entered the house, he could hear her voice. It was a distant hum, and sometimes a thud too.

"That's her," Jane said, "This used to be her house."

"It's all worn down now," Sans said, looking around at the rotting walls, "It looks really old."

"It's the oldest house on this street," Jane explained, "She's the only one who lives in it."

"Oh, there's a blood stain," Sans said, stepping over the puddle, "There's a lot of them here."

"Sometimes teenagers dare themselves to do stupid things, like go into houses like these in which others have died in before," Jane explained, opening another door that revealed a set of old, practically rotting stairs, "Seriously, you think they would learn. But they never do."

"Aren't you a teenager, a big whopping 19 years old?" Sans asked, "When you turn 20 you disqualify from the teenage name. So you're kinda insulting yourself too."

"I deal with them often, so I know," Jane said, "And I was stupid for trying to help Jeff that one day. I should've let him burn."

"Well, you burn him with those insults," Sans said, "You both are really quick with them. It's impressive, really. Imagine making a roast or something, I'd want you two on my team if it happened."

The humming grew louder as they climbed up the stairs, the groaning of the wood definitely giving away their presence. It wasn't long before they found themselves standing in the doorway of an old, child looking room with a child in the center.

What caught his attention was the little girl in the middle of the room, her back to them as she cradled a teddy bear in her lap. She had thick brown hair and a light pink dress on, but that's all he could tell from the door.

"Hey Sally," Jane said.

The humming stopped and the little girl twirled around so fast that her brown hair smacked her face. He could see now that she had large green eyes and for some reason, a trail of blood trailing down her forehead and splitting into two paths at her nose. It looked fresh, but it wasn't dripping anymore, so it might've not been hers. He didn't really know, so he decided to not ask her about it.

"Jane!" She said, quickly climbing up to her feet and started walking towards her, stopping when she noticed Sans.

"He knows about our killing," Jane said, "He doesn't really care."

"Name's Sans," Sans said, grinning at her, "What's the name of your bear there?"

"Charlie!" Sally said, holding him out for Sans to see.

"That's such a cool name," Sans said, crouching down to shake the little bears paw, "Nice to meet you Charlie."

"He's my best friend!" Sally said, "Everyone else who I play with always leaves. But Charlie never leaves."

"That's because Charlie is awesome," Sans said, "And he'll always be your friend!"

"Yup!" Sally said, popping the 'p' at the end, "What about you, Mr? Do you have any friends?"

"Well, I'm great friends with Jane and Jeff, if you know him," Sans said, "Oh, and Jack too. And now you!"

"You're nice, Mr. Sans," Sally said, "Not many people are nice to me."

"Not many people are nice to me, either," Sans said, "People are just scared of what they don't understand."

"But you're a skeleton, we should understand you," Sally said, "Everyone has skeletons. No one has ghosts in them."

"Everyone can become a skeleton and a ghost, but they'd have to die to do that, that's why they don't like us," Sans explained, "But at least you have a super duper cool bear to be with! And now I'm your friend too!"

"Yay!" Sally said.

"I love your dress," Sans said, "Is pink your favorite color?"

"It's Charlie's, too," Sally said, "Pink is pretty."

"Pink is very pretty," Sans agreed, "Like you're pretty little face."

He poked her nose, causing her to giggle.

"You're a silly skeleton!" Sally said.

"I am, it's in my bones," Sans said, "And you're a nice girl. I like hanging out with you."

"You do?" Sally asked hopefully, "No one ever wants to play with me anymore. Sometimes the bigger kids come by, but they're always mean and I give them ouchies."

"They can't just see how amazing you really are," Sans said, "But would you like to come with me instead of stay here?"

"Really?" She asked.

"Yeah, you could stay at my house with me, where Jane can be with you more too!" Sans said, "I can get you a bed and room, you can just stay with me. And we can give Charlie a little pink suit, too!"

"Yes!" Sally said, "You can be like my new family!"

"Sure thing kiddo," Sans said, opening his arms and taking her in for a hug.

Jane watched all of this with a soft smile. She liked Sally, Sally was a good child who just got caught up in a bad situation, it wasn't her fault. So it was nice to see Sally get a home again, that was why she brought Sans here, to bring her back to his house. She deserved a better life, and Sans was the one who was able to give it.

He might be the single person who was able to reach out to killers like them and give them a new life.

~~~~~~

Sally had been a pleasant new addition to Sans' life.

He had moved everyone else's beds to his basement for them to sleep there and made his guest bedroom Sally's official room, quickly getting her a bed set and some toys. He also painted her walls pink, giving her an entire book of stickers and letting her decorate her walls however she'd like. He pulled up a sale online of toys and let her just choose whatever she liked, ordering them and setting them up in her room.

Taking care of her reminded him when Papyrus was young. Sans adored taking care of children, he loved how cute they were and he loved taking care of them. So it made sense that he quicky attached to Sally as if she was his own sister, buying her new clothes and making a pink suit for Charlie. She was a delight, he absolutely loved taking care of her.

One thing he learned about her being a ghost is that she never stops bleeding from where she was killed, which made it hard for him to take her out in public. She could change and take baths, Sans always making it a bubbly bath and letting her play with the bubbles as he washed her hair. In order to take Sally out, he would have to take her out at night and just make sure the blood wasn't visible, or he would have to position her hair over her blood and have her wear her hood up, like Jeff did.

A problem that he had with her becoming like a sister was his work that made him go out and leave her alone in the house. Which he solved by buying her a phone and adding his number so that she could call him, the two decorating the case one night with pink glitter he bought her. He also ended up buying her an xbox so she could play while he was gone if there were no good shows to watch.

One day, he had decided to take her to Grillby's, since he could make a mean batch of fries and she had to try them.

He didn't try and invite Jane or Jeff, due to their history with fire, and Jack didn't eat normal food. It was around a month of Sally staying with him, and he could say they were rather close. She was like a younger sister, Sans really liked her. She had become a part of his daily life like the other killers had, and he couldn't imagine his life without any of them anymore.

She was wearing a black shirt and pink skirt that day, with a little pink bow in her hair and Hello Kitty light up shoes that she loved to death. Under her hairline was bandages wrapped around her head to stop her from bleeding, which could last up to five hours, and her brown hair covered the bandages so she could blend in more. Sans held her hand as she walked in, as they had been doing. She was just sorta like his kid now, so their excuse is that if anyone asks, he adopted her.

"Hey, it's Sans!" Doggo said when he entered.

"Sansy!" One of the bird monsters said.

"Hey guys, been awhile, huh?" Sans asked, "Don't worry, I have a skele-ton of jokes to tell you all."

"Same old Sansy!" The bird cackled, everyone laughing.

"Here you go kiddo," Sans said, picking up Sally and placing her down onto the stool before he sat on it next to her.

Grillby got off of his phone and leaned under the counter to pull out a ketchup bottle, giving it to Sans.

"It's been awhile, Sans," Grillby said, "And who's this cutie?"

"I'm Sally!" She said, tapping on the bar top.

"She's been living with me, I took her in," Sans said.

"He made Charlie a suit!" Sally said, holding up her bear.

"We'll take two servings of fries," Sans said, "And add some extras to Sally's plate for Charlie."

"He likes fast food," Sally said.

"His favorite from McDonalds is the chicken nuggets," Sans said.

"I'll go make you your fries," Grillby said, "And how come you haven't come by recently, Sans?"

"Eh, busy," Sans said.

"He's really smart!" Sally said, "He's a scientist. He showed me how to create a self sustaining tornado."

"I might even bring her into my work on bring your daughter to work day," Sans said.

"Alright," Grillby said.

Soon, they were eating fries and talking to everyone in the bar, Sans and Sally talking to them about things they had done.

"Oh, Sally, you got some ketchup on your face," Sans noticed.

He turned towards her with a napkin and helped off her face for her, Sally giggling as he did.

"SANS?"

Uh oh.