Sans sat across from Slenderman, who was at his desk scribbling designs onto a paper. He did this quite often, Sans didn't really get why, but he didn't really want to ask. They covered the walls in his little office room, nailed in by a hammer.

"So, you have three brothers?" Sans asked.

"And they all learned that I'm keeping all of the others here," Slender said, finishing another page, "But mostly, they're all interested in you."

"Me?" Sans asked.

"They all haven't really interacted with the monster species, since they aren't sure what monsters are capable of," Slender said, "So they all want to meet you specifically."

"Oh, okay," Sans said, "Are they all like you in a way?"

"In a way," Slender said, "But I'm here to warn you about them. Splendor you should be fine with, but uh... Trender will most likely try to dress you up, and Offender will... just don't take the rose he offers you."

"Alright," Sans said, "But you never mentioned them before now."

"I do not really like any of them, you'll see why in about five minutes," Slender said.

"They're going to be here in five minutes?" Sans asked.

Just then, he could hear the front door slam open from down the hall, and loud shouts echoing throughout the house.

"We're here!" A loud voice boomed.

"In a second, apparently," Slender sighed, "I'd recommend you stick with me, since I'm not sure what they're going to do to you."

"Oh, that's reassuring," Sans said, "But you know I can defend myself pretty well."

Glancing at the window, he noticed that it was already night time, aware that almost everyone in the mansion weren't there anymore. Jeff and Jane were both after the same victim, Jack was getting food, the proxies were ordered to burn down a house of a witness to Slender, Smile Dog was killing someone, Laughing Jack was finding another kid, Ben was haunting some girls computer, Helen was getting more blood, and Sally was in bed. It was one of the rare nights where everyone except Sans and Slender were up and at the mansion.

They both quickly went to the front door, and sure enough, there were two people who looked a lot like Slender walking into the mansion. Sans made sure to place some distance between the three, staying behind Slender. The third brother was nowhere to be seen, maybe he was late or something.

"Aw, is that little Sans?" The first person said when he spotted him, clapping his hands while a smile filled his face.

A polka dot suit hugged the man's figure, a top hat placed on his head, towering above Sans just as Slenderman did. Being the only one with a face, Sans could actually pinpoint his emotions with just a look. And with that look, the man looked extremely happy.

"Yup," Sans said, giving them a little wave.

"He's rather... small..." The second one said.

This one stood at the same height as the other two, with a brown vest placed over a white button up shirt. His arms were placed on his sides, his head moving as he took in Sans' form.

"He is one of the more smaller and fragile monsters," Slender said, "But I can understand why the others wanted to keep him around, he is very nice company."

"Thanks," Sans said.

"He's so small and adorable!" The first man said, rushing towards Sans.

"No touching," Slender said, stepping between them, "You and I both know you won't put him down again."

"But he's so cute, I just have to hug him!" The man whined.

"I have to agree with Slender," The second one stepped in, "Splendor, remember the last time you met someone new? You hugged them for three hours and I had to pry you off."

"Aw, but he's so cute! He needs to be hugged Trender!" Splendor said.

"Although he does pull off his clothes rather nicely, I believe a new set would be in order," Trender said.

"Well, it was nice to meet you two," Sans said, "You're both related to Slender, so does that mean you're killers too?"

"Oh, not at all!" Splendor gasped, "I would never! I only let Slender do it because he looks so happy when he does."

"As I said before, and I'll say it again, you don't control me," Slender said, "I'm the eldest, thankfully."

"Younger brothers, am I right?" Sans asked.

"You're talking about Papyrus?" Slender asked.

"No, Jeff," Sans said, "Papyrus isn't my brother."

"We haven't properly introduced ourselves," Trender said, "I am Trenderman, the brother of fashion. This is Splendor, the brother of happiness. And you know Slender, the eldest and the brother of murder. Offender will be here later, he's busy with a female currently. I said he couldn't bring her here."

"Thank you, that's actually lucky for us," Slender said, "I do not want him to try and rape Sans."

"Rape?" Sans asked worriedly.

"Offender likes to have fun with people his own way!" Splendor said, "He gives them a rose then has fun with them."

"So that's why you said to not take the rose," Sans said to Slender, "I get it now."

"Yes, do not take it at all costs," Trender said, "I've seen it happen before. Innocent girls accept the rose, sometimes a guy too, and they're never the same after. It's how he gets you more... willing."

"And he's coming here later?" Sans asked.

"Unfortunately," Slender and Trender said.

Sans zipped his hoodie closed.

"Hey, he may be a rapist, like how Slender is a murderer, but we're all still family!" Splendor said, hugging his other two brothers, "And now Sans can be a part of our family too!"

"I think he'd rather not," Slender said.

"So what do you guys do for fun? Make clothes and make people happy?" Sans asked.

"It's all they do," Slender said.

"Not all!" Splendor said, "One time, I ate a fly."

"I do like to create clothes, make fun of bad clothes," Trender said, "I can have a new style for you in five minutes flat, if you'd like. I've never made clothes for a skeleton and I'd like to try it out."

"If you want to, I can try on some new clothes," Sans said.

"YES! THANK YOU!" Trender yelled, before he suddenly disappeared into thin air.

"He's going to go make you a new entire wardrobe, he's probably inspired since you're a skeleton," Slender sighed.

"Well, I guess if he's having fun," Sans said, "But he doesn't know my measurements."

"Trender is very talented!" Splendor said, "He can tell anyone's measurements by just a glance! He already knows your measurements."

"Oh, that is pretty impressive actually," Sans said.

"Would you like a flower?" Splendor suddenly asked, holding out a small blue flower in front of Sans.

"Yeah, sure," Sans said, caught off guard by the sudden offer as he reached out for the flower, his hand halting midair, "Wait, you all said Offender uses roses to rape people. Will this do anything?"

"No, Splendor only makes people happy, he doesn't have mind influencing powers," Slender said, "It's okay to take the flower."

"Well, thank you!" Sans said, smiling at the tall man as he took the blue flower, "I've always really liked flowers."

"HIS SMILE IS TOO PRECIOUS!" Splendor yelled, "I HAVE TO HUG HIM!"

"Splendor, no!" Slender yelled, holding back his brother from hugging him.

"Guess who's finally here, Slendy!" A new man's voice boomed.

"Uh-oh..." Slender and Splendor mumbled.

"Offender..." Slender groaned.