There was something so odd about museums that always made Jandle giggle, staring at the exhibits with an odd sense of superiority. She knew full well they were not true, history within itself was never built by those who wished to preserve, but instead was built by the winners of the tales. Through twisting and weaving, rivalries, lies, and other information withheld by one person who had perished to the fires of their fate, history was nothing but a false tale told by those who held the pen after conflicts. With so much evidence lost, and only the words of the winners to twist the story to their favor, who could trust any of it?

Jandle twisted her hands over her lap, listening to the soft tick of the clock. Oh, how she couldn't wait to see her little boys soon. They had grown up so much! Both became such fine men, she was proud to call them her children.

Sans, their little Starlight, was still as adorable as ever. Shy, secretive, she just wanted to pinch his cheeks and hide his light from the world. Neither of her children deserved to be thrown into the world like they were, forced to bend to societies standards until they were a broken mirror of what they once were. Both of her boys were so bright, so precious, she didn't want them to be broken like the other victims of the cruel system.

It would take time, though. The separation had been sudden, and it did place some walls between her and her children, but they could work through that. They'd get progress, and once her boys were distanced from the toxic people in their lives, both her and Jandle could finally reveal the truth of the world, and show them how to survive.

But they wouldn't need to, they'd always have their parents to take care of them.

Monster aging was far different from humans, as old age wasn't exactly a factor. As long as a monsters soul had magic, they could survive for an eternity if there wasn't any outside forces that led to one's demise. Monsters had so much raw power at their fingertips, yet none seemed to understand how to properly utilize it. Such were the flaws of the system Asgore developed, believing such a fragile system of gold could preserve them.

If, in the end, Asgore did manage to create a system that was as good as he claimed, how could Jandle and Gaster possibly have lasted this long in their dangerous deeds? It was a silly claim, mediocre in its attempts to justify his ruling. Asgore was a man so easily influenced that it was pathetic, really. With a few soft spoken words, maybe a whisper about his wife, and she had managed to expand orphan searches and rescue for lost children and the funds for those parties by 175%. Still, she had not found her children, but it showed how stupidly easy it was to twist the single man in charge. She was on his Royal Advisory team, as was Gaster, and she knew she could turn each and every member to her side on a whims notice.

Gaster was more good in silently manipulating people. He was able to say something so small, so insignificant, that no one would ever think it was a comment made to pester their mind. Yet, the simple sentence would, and it would consume their thoughts. It always would, Gaster was smart. His efforts were placed into slowly chipping cracks into a person or relationship, and to let those cracks grow on their own, ready to crumble with any given trigger.

Jandle's talents lay where she was able to get someone to flow with her own wants. She utilized her innocence and femininity, and used her grace to top it all off. Once a conversation started with her, she would feign innocence to what thoughts she was planting, instead causing people to unknowingly abide by her desires. When she knew the system, she knew how to beat it. Was the way of the world.

But together, they were a force to be feared. And they both knew that, yet no one else was aware of their unopposed power.

Well... no one else but their firstborn child, Sans.

One day, he'd understand. Jandle leaned back, catching sight of her two dearest children. He would understand what they did, how much Papyrus truly meant to him, and he'd learn just how horrible the world was. Her poor baby, thrown into the world, and scared of his own family.

He had grown up so much, though. Still as adorable as ever, his round skull practically screamed innocence he pretended not to have, eye lights sparkling gently as he moved. So small, so cute, her precious little boy, all grown up, but still as adorable as the day he left. She didn't know much about him, as he was purposefully closing his walls around them, trying to keep his personality hidden. Sure, they knew where he worked, where he lived, but what they really cared about was getting to know him better.

Papyrus they had gotten to know more, as they didn't know much about him before, but he was lovely! He adored being active, getting things done. He loved to be helpful, and was so innocent that it was precious. He shared a lot of her hobbies, and while they were considered more 'feminine', she didn't mind appearing like a doting housewife.

It made people so much more vulnerable.

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They were up to something. Sans knew it, he could feel it in his soul. They were going to do something, but he didn't know what. It was going to drive him mad!

Now that the tracker was gone, Sans felt a little better. He had removed it from Papyrus' phone as well, so that meant they wouldn't be tracked anymore, thank Toby Fox. That he had been worried about, but now that he knew his phone was safe, he could at least use it.

And he did feel better about the location. If it was in public, they wouldn't be able to pull any tricks. Not to mention how none of his friends were involved, he didn't want his parents snooping around them and trying to hurt them. Now if only he could get Papyrus away from them, that'd be fantastic.

Sans stood behind his brother when they met their parents, legs feeling like lead as he forced them to shuffle forward. He didn't dare meet their gazes, instead suddenly finding the floor design very interesting.

He hated it. He hated the way they looked at him and his brother, he hated the way they brought back such conflicting memories that it made his head spin.

They were psychopathic killers who would kill both him and Papyrus, not to mention all of their friends. And it would be fantastic to find out what they were planning, but Sans didn't know!

"We're so glad you guys could make it! Aw this, is going to be so much fun!" Jandle said, pressing her hands together. "Sorry about the work thing, being on the Royal Advisory is a bummer, really."

"The Royal Advisory?" Both him and Papyrus said, with completely different contexts between their tones.

The Royal Advisory was the second rank to the King, and frankly was a role in the monster Kingdom that would have anyone quickly apologizing for standing in their way. To be on the Royal Advisory, you at least had to be three hundred years old, and have close ties with the King, not even comparing to the amount of pure knowledge and wealth one had to own. They were the people who ultimately had influence over the Kingdom, who Asgore would listen to the most. Whenever he couldn't think of something, he would turn to his Royal Advisory.

No wonder his parents managed to get away with murderer, they were the ones in charge of the hunt!

Just hearing those words left any shred of hope seep away from his body, melting out of his soul with such swift words. He barely managed to scrap by Underground, and the confusion of adjusting to the mountain was what helped with his escape from his parents. Now, though, they were back on the surface. The war was no longer a worry, there was no confusion of new orphans running about to scare anyone.

Basically, if he tried to run, they'd find him.

If Sans wasn't screwed enough before, he was now. He knew they were rich, but now that he discovered truly how much influence they held, he was screwed. If he even spoke up, no one would believe him, and his parents could silence him without a second thought, through murder or through power.

Sans wasn't sure if he wanted to awkwardly laugh or cry, realizing just how little power or control he had in this situation. It was none, really. Not only did he have no money, no status, but he had no sense of physical power against them either. His height didn't even compare to his towering brother or Father, much less to his average heighted Mother. They had everything, and he had nothing.

Terrifying. Utterly terrifying.

The skeleton forced down a squeak of fear, finding comfort in his brothers presence next to him. At least he had his bro to be there for him. That was the one thing in life Sans always knew he could lean back against. That his sweet, pure brother was always going to be there, and that'd they'd always be together. They'd get through this, they got through everything together.

At least he knew his parents weren't directly trying to kill him, If they were, they could have done so already. Sans might have even preferred if they did that, so he knew were their priorities were. He could lead them somewhere, wait for them to attack, expose them. There'd be witnesses, people would believe him, this would all be over. But still, their motives remained hidden, and Sans had no idea what they were trying to gain from him and his brother.

"That's - Wowie, my parents are Royal Advisors!" Papyrus said, pressing his hands against his teeth.

"It's nothing big, mostly we just sit in a room most of the day and drink coffee, Asgore so rarely asks for help on problems that we practically do nothing," Gaster said, waving away the topic. "None of the meetings are really mandatory unless he has a topic to discuss with us, which never happens. It's not special, don't worry. We'd rather spend time with you guys."

"Anywho," Jandle said, "Are you guys ready for our bonding museum time?"

"Yes!" Papyrus said, quickly pulling out a map that he had drawn very specific details on. He eagerly showed his parents, displaying the carefully drawn lines and notes for how they could explore the exhibits and utilize their time. "I wasn't sure what you guys like and don't like, so the schedule is adjustable!"

Sans took his own time to admire the map. He had watched Papyrus make it, but he never did see what Papyrus actually drew on the paper. Thin, confident arrows pointed around each exhibit, some circled with a few notes around them. The one that was circled the most, however, was the star exhibit. No doubt for Sans, since Papyrus knew how much Sans loved studying stars. What a cool brother.

Sans would have loved to go to a star exhibit with his brother, spend some quality time with him. That sounded amazing. What didn't sound amazing, though, was their parents presence there with them.

Maybe it was good that someone else was there. It'd keep Sans under wrap, keep his controlled of his own emotions. When he had feelings towards his beloved brother he shouldn't... it was better to have others around to keep his guard up.

Papyrus just had this charm about him that everyone loved. Why wouldn't they? He was so pure and kind, so innocent, always putting others before him. Papyrus deserved nothing but happiness, and Sans hoped one day that his bro would find someone to make him happy. Male or female, who he wasn't related to, someone that wouldn't drag him down like Sans would.

Sans was sick, wasn't he?

"Do you guys have any changes you'd like to make?" Papyrus asked.

Jandle shook her head. "Not at all sweetie! I think it looks great! Clearly you put a lot of thought into it!"

"It looks amazing, and seeing the star exhibit would be a grand finale before we could go out for dinner."

"Dinner?" Sans repeated.

"Sh, it's a surprise!" Jandle said, winking at her children.

"If you guys would be fine riding with us, we have a perfect dinner surprise for you both. Or you could just drive after us, that's fine," Gaster offered.

"We'll take our own separate car, thanks." Sans didn't want to be stuck in the car with them while they had control of the wheel.

Only after he received conformational smiles from his parents did he realize he had just agreed to driving out somewhere with them for dinner. Sans could have just said they had food at home, and could have avoided the entire dinner! Darn it!

"Of course, it's a plan then! Family dinner!" Jandle said, "Yay!"

"I do believe we should get started on the museum tour, no?" Gaster asked, "It seems that we will be heading to the dinosaur exhibit first, yes?"