"Is she okay?"

"I don't know, how about you ask the woman who brought her here!"

"No need to snap at me!"

"Come on, she hasn't seen her in forever, chill out would you?"

"Heh, I caught your pun!"

"She looks fine to me... would look even better if she was covered in blood."

"I think she'll wake up. She'll be dancing in no time."

"... Am I the only one thinking positive things?"

Everything sounded far off, like it was in the distance. There were at least 8 voices. You felt like jello. Well, at least your body did. You reach up a hand, placing over your closed eyes as you sit up. Pushing yourself up, the voices go silent, making you feel nervous. You open your eyes, squinting from the light that practically burned your corneas. When the blurred figures finally become visible, you back away, falling off of whatever you were laying on.

"Oh great, you scared her!"

"I didn't do anything."

You back up into a wall, eyes darting from the monsters standing in front of your tiny frame. At least 7 Sans' stood in front of you. All different in their own way.

"W-what?" Is all you manage to get out.

One certain monster comes to your mind, making your plans start to sweat.

"Papyrus..." You whisper, turning your head both direvtions, looking for pun loving skeleton.

You didn't dare move an inch, so you slump against the wall, pulling your arms to your chest. The one that that scared you the most was a red eyes Sans. He was much taller than your Sans... much darker too. The crack in his skull made your stomach churn. The blood axe slung over his shoulder didn't make you feel any better.

"Please don't kill me." You muffle your voice, pulling your covered wrists over your mouth.

"We won't! We're just looking after you for a friend." Another Sans pipes up, his pin-pricks sparkling. You felt comfortable around him.

Yet again, another Sans holds out his hand, giving a sloppy, side ways smile. He was exactly like Papyrus, except in Sans form.

"We won't hurt you, kiddo."

Your eyes become wide, your cheek and ears becoming a dark red. Him calling you kiddo made you feel all warm inside. You lunge forward, clawing your way into his coat and not daring to look back at any of the another Sans'.

"Whoa, Sansy, got an admirer?" Another Sans chuckles, his voice more scratchy than all the others.
"Shut up, Edgy. She's probably confused." The Sans you held onto growled.

You realize this isn't Papyrus, he just acts like him. You back away, hands out in front of you.

"Where is Papyrus?!" You yell, making all of them tilt their heads.

"Which one?" A bleeding Sans asks.

"My Papyrus! Carrot!" You hiss, giving a icy glare.

None of them seemed fazed by it.
"Hey, guys, has she woke up yet?" A female voice cuts through the awkward silence.

Your eyes turn into slits, the hairs standing on the back of your neck. When you turn around, you see your sister standing there, smiling softly. Your breathing become shallow, the emotional tears gathering at the corner of your eyes.

"(Y-y/m/n)?" You ask in disbelief.

"Remember that time when you fell off the house and I only laughed at you? I remember it like it was yesterday." She wipes away the tears, laughing under her breath.

The clear liquid makes it's way down your face, your lips curling into the biggest smile you've ever given.

"(Y/m/n)!" You step forward, embracing her in a tight hug.

She hugs back tighter, petting the back of your head.

"I missed you." You both say in unison.

You pull away, hitting her straight in the chest and shoulder, glaring.

"Why did you leave?! Where did you go?! You never came back!" You shout, making her head fall.

"Oh shiz..." A Sans mutters.

"I-I'll tell you everything." She rubs the spots you hit her.

You turn your head away, clenching your jaw.

"..."

You don't reply.