Daylight filtered in through the two windows along either side of Frisk's bed as she slowly stirred from her dreams. A small yawn tore it's way from her throat as she sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Climbing out of bed, she made her way to the window and took a peek outside.

The weather was still the same as it was last night. Relentless and harsh, the hail pattered against the glass as the storm continued to rage on. Rolling her eyes, she rummaged through her dresser drawers until she found a change of clothes before sneaking out of the room to use the restroom and get ready for the day, even though it seemed as if they were going to do nothing but stay indoors. Frisk hurried through her morning routine, making sure to wash away all the grime from yesterday and take care of her morning breath before throwing on the red sweater and black pants she had picked out.

Taking a moment to brush out her tangled hair, she watched her reflection in the steamy mirror, running a hand through the long brown strands as she worked. When that was done she crept out the bathroom silently before making her way to the kitchen, pausing briefly to make sure her parents were still fast asleep. She looked in the fridge and took out a package of ham slices and cheese before going to the counter and snatching the loaf of bread from on top. Taking one of the paper plates that were stacked on the counter, from the party last night, she hurriedly fixed her.. guests?.. a couple of sandwiches, since they'd probably be waking up soon. After that was done she put everything away before checking to make sure her parents were still asleep.

Grabbing the plate, she tiptoed back down the hallway and into her room, curious to see how the skeletons were doing. She quietly shut the door to her room and headed to the closet, anxious to see the strange creatures she had saved last night. Taking a moment to gather her courage, she took a deep breath before opening the closet door, almost afraid to see what would lie on the other side. True, she had taken them in, but what if they didn't make it, what if they suddenly decided to lash out? The whole concept of monsters was still new and she couldn't help but be afraid of the unknown.

The door swung open with a loud creak that made her wince as she tried to sneakily peek inside. Frowning at the lack of light, she pulled the drawstring dangling from the ceiling and let the room fill with bright yellow light. Two figures were laying side by side as they had been the night before, except now Papyrus managed to sprawl partly out of the covers. A hand reached up to hide her giggles as she crept closer to the two skeletons. Leaving the plates by their makeshift beds, she went ahead and covered the little skeleton back up before heading over to where the bigger one lie seemingly still asleep.

She placed a hand onto Sans' forehead and smiled triumphantly now that he had warmed up. Well, maybe too much since his bones felt rather warm, but that was okay! She gently pulled the over-sized beanie away and untucked him from his cocoon to take off the socks and mittens as quietly as she could, so as not to disturb him. When she began to take off his mittens, he actually bolted upright, his white pinpricks of eye-lights were scanning the room in disoriented confusion, until they settled on her.

She bit back a startled cry and quickly fell backwards, scrambling away from the now very much awake monster. He reached forward and grabbed her ankle, intent on finding out where he was, but her scared scream made him wince before moving a hand to clamp down on her mouth. She eyed him fearfully as he managed to pin her down on her stomach, him hovering over top her. Had she not been so terrified she might have laughed, he wasn't a terribly frightening creature since he was clad in a cutesy sweater dress, but the speed with which he moved managed to frighten the little girl.

The situation she found herself in was enough to make her scared for her life. Her eyes watered quickly and soft sobs tore from her throat as she looked over her shoulder at the monster hovering over her body.

"Pl-Please, don't hurt me! I'm s-sorry," she whimpered pitifully, trying her best to curl up into herself, yet his weight on her back making it impossible. Her heart hammered in her chest as she sobbed fearfully, her cries managing to startle the bigger monster, and even wake Papyrus in the process.

Sans was shocked to say the least. He hadn't meant to scare her, he just wanted to know where he was and what happened to his brother, but then she screamed and he panicked. It only took another moment before Papyrus was in front of him, sternly berating him for making the poor girl cry.

"Brother, you can't go around scaring the human! Get off her before she passes out!"

Papyrus pushed away Sans' hand as Sans moved away, then went to check on the little human that had backed herself to the furthest wall away from them, her small form shaking as she tried to hold in her tears. The little monster frowned and turned back to Sans with a hard glare,"Look what you did, you made her cry! Apologize, Sans!"

The older brother frowned as he took in her shaking body, and he sighed knowing that perhaps that wasn't the best way to make an impression. He stood up and began to walk towards the crying girl when she whimpered and cowered, trying to make herself smaller. It seemed he really had scared her half to death..

With a small sigh, he sat back down and waited for her to calm down a little. When her cries turned to hiccups, he calmly walked over to her, stopping a few feet away where she could easily get away if she felt threatened.

"Sorry for scaring you.. I didn't mean to make you cry.."

The girl sniffled and looked up at the monster before nodding and looking away, her fear starting to ease up a bit. He didn't make a move to come any closer so she took that as a good sign and looked back at him after wiping her tears away on the back of her sleeve. He was a strange looking skeleton, his head perfectly round, jaw pronounced, and a wide toothy grin plastered on his face. She guessed that if she stood he might be a few inches taller than her, but she wasn't too sure.

"Th-there's food for you guys o-over there.." she stuttered, pointing over a little ways away where the two ham and cheese sandwiches lie near their makeshift beds.

Papyrus gave her a huge grin and a chipper thanks before scurrying over to the plate and plucking one of the sandwiches hurriedly, chowing down ravenously. Sans chuckled as he watched Papyrus eagerly stuff his face, he hadn't eaten in days, well at least not properly anyway. His eyes dimmed slightly as he took in his brother's scrawny form. Skeleton as they were, he was far too thin, his bones tiny and frail, his frame far too thin for one of his age.

Sans frowned momentarily, his chipper facade gone as he took in the younger skeleton's form. It took everything he had not to tear up as he watched his brother scarf the other half of the sandwich down ungraciously, no doubt the hunger he felt overriding his normal mannerisms. He couldn't help but feel like a failure. Papyrus was half starved, cold and weak from the lack of consistency, traveling, and hiding. Their kind weren't welcome amongst humans, they made that abundantly clear. Everywhere the brothers went they were chased away within a few days once news of monsters had spread. The two took refuge amongst alleyways, inside the crawlspaces underneath houses, and dilapidated shacks amongst the countryside. It was never comfortable, always disgusting and miserable, but they made due with what they had to survive.

For once, Sans wouldn't have to swipe their dinner from unsuspecting vendors, run away from law enforcement, or resort to digging through the trash. He forced a smile back onto his features as his little brother scampered over to him, his face brimming with happiness, and offered him the other sandwich.

"Brother, you have to try this! It's really good!"

Sans chuckled and rubbed Papyrus' skull, much to his delight, but gently pushed the sandwich away, "You go ahead and eat bro. I'll have some later, okay?"

Papyrus frowned, not happy that his brother wasn't eating, but he nodded anyway, "Okay.. just make sure you eat it later."

The older brother nodded, smiling down reassuringly, "I will. Now go on and finish your meal."

He did just that, happily finishing the two sandwiches Frisk had made for him, as he scooted close to his older brother, happy to have him awake once more. He didn't seem so tired anymore, yet he looked.. sad. But there wasn't anything to be sad about right? They were warm and fed, and most importantly, they were safe! So why would he be so sad?

While Papyrus was busy cuddling up to Sans, the elder brother merely watched the little human girl, silently appraising her. She was small, no more than four foot if he had to guess, with long flowing hair that pooled around her in damp waves. She was still avoiding eye contact, presumably still working past some apprehension, but that was to be expected after their little scare, plus the fact that most humans didn't know that monsters were real, and those that knew the truth of their existence branded them as troublemakers and demons.

A heavy sigh passed bony teeth as he shifted to pull his knees to his chest, and as the bony appendages came into view, so did a strange fabric he had not recognized. With a look of confusion, he glanced down, taking in his appearance for the first time that day. His hands were covered by a bright pink mitten with an odd white cat. It's black dots for eyes eerily unnerving, despite its chipper dress and bow. He grimaced as his gaze moved to the long garment that fell to his ankles. A frown marred his features as he hesitantly pinched the long sweater dress that covered his form. Although it warmed his chilly bones. He couldn't help the slight displeasure at being dressed in something so... girly.

A soft spoken voice broke through his thoughts, the sound no more than a whisper.

"Sorry, it's all I had.."

He nodded, raising his head to stare at the strange human once more, briefly flashing a large toothy smile he murmured his denial and thanks for her generosity.

As his teeth glistened underneath the fluorescent light, she scooted backwards a bit more, a bit startled by his wide grin and strange pin pricked eye lights. It was.. unusual to say the least. Yet, she felt no hostility coming from the monster before her. When he noticed her apprehension and fearful eyes, he frowned slightly, sighing softly and scooting back to lean against the wall opposite of her, his hands falling loosely to his sides. His eye lights dimmed as he closed his eyes, hoping to find some way to show that he was no threat.

"Please, don't be scared. We won't hurt you." His soft plea managed to reach her, although just barely. His voice belied his sadness, his fear, making her wince. Maybe.. he was telling the truth, but..

"But.. you're monsters.." she whispered back, wary and yet curious as well.

Sans blew out a hot puff of air as he sighed heavily. Here was another human, one who was kind enough to take them in despite their fear, and now he had gone and fueled her doubts. He could understand her worries, and yet..

His brow bone furrowed as he fought the surge of emotion threatening to spill forth, jaw clenched tight as he fought back the budding anger cinching his features. Of course she would be scared.. should be scared. They were legends of old, creatures long forgotten by the human world, and yet here they were, two skeletons sat across from her in a tiny closet. He understood her fear, and yet he couldn't stop the rising anger bubbling inside his chest, the soft hiss that passed his teeth, or the way one eye flashed between blue and gold. He quickly covered his eye with a bony hand, trying to calm his agitation before the girl was frightened once more.

A quick glance revealed her shuffling slowly closer, scooting across the carpet inch by slow inch until she sat directly in front of the conflicted skeleton. She reached out just as slow, her small hand mere inches away from his face as she stared, wide-eyed with curiosity, into his flickering gaze. She was a breath's width away before he regained enough sense to inhale sharply, her close proximity momentarily clouding his senses as she approached. Her hand faltered briefly, pausing for a few moments as she blinked absently, her eyes no longer focusing on his, but instead the contours of his skull. Her hand unconsciously followed her eyes as her gentle fingers traced the curve of his broad cheeks, moving ever so gently upwards, startling his frayed nerves. Her skin felt odd on his warm skull, the soft flesh bringing an odd yet not unwelcome tingle to his chubby face.

Her features suddenly hardened and her hand withdrew just as slow as she had advanced, the furrow of her brow and childish pout of her lips drawing his attention.

"You.. You look.. pale," she whispered softly, a bit of worry in her voice.

He scoffed lightly, turning his head away from her to stare at the door, "I'm always pale..," although he couldn't resist a small smile and whispered back, "..I'm always bone white."

Her pout turned to a grimace and she snorted lightly, "No, dummy. Not like that. You look.. worse. If that's even possible."

"Gee, thanks," he huffed sarcastically, although his teasing tone made her slightly more at ease.

"Not like that! You just.. you don't look so good, and you're really warm."

Bony hand met bony forehead as he tried to feel the rising heat. A bead of sweat he didn't know surfaced ran down his skull, and his head throbbed painfully, forcing him to hunch over into himself. He heard the girl's small, panicked squeak before he felt two fleshy hands urging him to lie back down. Too tired to protest, he allowed her to guide him back to the floor before she mumbled a quick apology and ran from the room, the soft thudding in the distance confirming her absence. Papyrus moved to his side speaking gentle words of comfort despite the worry etched into his skull.

His eye lights dimmed once more as he closed his eyes, bony hands moving to bunch in the soft blanket she had covered him with moments before. He didn't know how long she had been gone, only remembering her return as she placed a cool, wet cloth on his forehead and urged him to sit up. She passed him a tiny cup filled with a dark, thick liquid that stunk to high heavens and nearly made him puke. Although, absently he reminded himself there was nothing to come up.

Weakly, he pushed the cup away, murmuring hushed denials of the strange goop.

"I don't want it," he groaned dejectedly.

Frisk merely huffed and pushed it closer to his teeth, "Stop being such a baby! It's just medicine!"

Sans whined again, muttering something that sounded vaguely like an I'm fine, but quickly degenerated into a small coughing fit. Alarmed, she gently pat his back, trying her best to mimic her mother's actions when she would get sick. She stroked his back calmly until his fit stopped before pushing the cup to him once more.

"Please, take it," she whispered quietly, noting how Papyrus was staring at the two worriedly. Moving closer to the hole where his ear would be, she spoke lowly so as not to worry the younger skeleton, "If not for yourself, then for him."

That was all the convincing he needed as he reluctantly took the cup and downed it's contents, grimacing at its bitter taste and gagging briefly in disgust. A glass of water was offered, and he gratefully accepted, hastily drinking the tasteless liquid, glad to no longer taste the gross medicine. His gaze moved to Papyrus who was watching him anxiously, tears beginning to form in his sockets.

"Is he gonna be okay?" The tiny skeleton spoke, his voice wavering with worry.

Sans gave a small smile and squeezed his hand gently, "Yeah, Paps. I'm fine. Just a bit tired."

Papyrus looked doubtful, but nodded and squeezed back tighter. The girl's soft voice spoke hesitantly, "Get some sleep. The nasty stuff will make you sleepy and it should work better when you go to bed."

He nodded, and turned to regard her small form as she readjusted the cool cloth, "Thank you.. uhm.."

"Frisk." She smiled weakly.

"Frisk.. thank you.." He mumbled as sleep began to cloud his mind, forcing him to the land of dreams once more.

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Hey y'all. Long time no see. I don't want to bore you with excuses as to why I haven't been here. Truth is I'm just a lazy sack of shit and didn't have any motivation to think up the next chapter. I'm working on it. Hope y'all enjoyed :)