"Howdy, howdy, schmoudy, cloudy!" The girl had sung as she climbed in through the now broken window of his bedroom. "Which is funny, 'cause it's not cloudy!"

"I- What?" Papyrus asked.

"That's what everyone says to me when I meet them! Except for children, they just scream. Probably because I ripped out their heart!" The skeleton girl had said, tilting her hips from side to side. "Wait... how did they even scream if they were already dead...? Man, life sure is funky!"

"You're-"

"Sans' kiddo! Yup!" She giggled.

Her hand expanded out before she was grabbing the ax embedded into the wall. With a flick of her wrist, she pulled it out like the wall was butter, debris tumbling to the floor. She leaned back and gave her Uncle a wide grin, sharp teeth glistening under the light.

"You remind me of this one game," The girl taunted, eye sockets widening.

Suddenly, she was standing right in front of him out of nowhere, a cold hand grasped around his bare neck.

"Mama had a baby and his head popped off," She chuckled quietly, mood suddenly shifting to a more serious tone.

"What does that-"

"Anywhooooo~" The girl sang, bouncing backwards from him as she suddenly became more energetically alive. "My name is Beanie, at least my nickname is! My real name is just Bean, which, funny story, I wasn't a planned pregnancy, so the name came when my Dad and Dad searched for candy names, found a picture of baked beans, and found it so funny they named me after another mistake! Isn't that great!"

"Uh-"

"My friends address me as Beanie," Bean said, "So you can can call me Bean."

She tilted her head up, tilting her hands under her skull. There was no doubt she was probably the clowns child. Even though Papyrus had only seen him once, and so long ago, the memory would forever be burned within his mind. She was tall, heck, around as tall as him, with a blue and grey colorful outfit. The girl had on a top hat that increased her height further, sitting uptop of her blue and grey magical hair.

"I heard- Oh lord Toby Fox."

Silky had teleported into the room, changing her sentence the moment she caught sight of her sister. With a sigh, she ran a hand through her hair. "Hi Bean."

"Hiya," Bean giggled, giving her sister a little wave. "Miss me?"

"No."

"Hah, neither did I!" Bean said, wrapping an arm around Silky's shoulders. "'Cause I was with myself the whole time! Also, I saw Dad."

"Which Dad? We have quite a bit of them."

"Um, you're Dad. Had a knife sticking out of his head, he ain't very happy about it, let me tell you that."

They exchanged glances, silent for a moment.

"I figured he would be keeping himself from us," Silky said, "He has had history with them, naturally the proxies would target him."

"That's what he told me!" Bean giggled.

Papyrus stepped into the conversation by saying, "This is your final sibling, right?"

"Yes, I do believe so." Silky turned towards him. "The last two that are not present are Hewey and Tondra. And we know that Hewey is likely with Sans, and Tondra isn't here with us anymore."

There was a questioning look from Bean. "What do you mean?"

Oh.

Papyrus didn't really want to let Bean know. He's only known her for a few minutes at the most, and she already seemed all over the place. One moment she had been slamming an ax through his window, the next greeting him, and then suddenly she was taunting about him being beheaded. It wouldn't have been as bad if it wasn't for the nightmares Papyrus had about being beheaded, they were constant and vivid. A red pair of eyes, then a fist, then next thing he knew there was always a searing pain in his neck when he woke up. Other threats he had grown used to, but Bean somehow managed to nail his fear of those nightmares right on the head.

But she deserved to know. She was Tondra's sister, Bean should know.

So she found out.

Silky was careful to lift the blanket when they got down to the basement. It was always hard to tell what Silky was thinking, the girl had no face after all. Her tone was always the same, sometimes shifting when she was annoyed, but still. The only telltale signs Papyrus had managed to grasp onto was her use of first person when she was in distress.

When it was Bean, she broke the ax.

The wood splintered under her hand before it utterly shattered, the now broken weapon falling to the ground. Silence settled within the room like mist did in a field, no words being exchanged as Bean glanced at her sisters unmoving face.

"Who."

Okay, yeah, she was terrifying. Definitely terrifying.

She had been giving a large grin moments earlier, but now... A shadow was cast over her face, teeth downturned into a scowl. The broken ax below her suddenly caught fire, blue and grey flames consuming the wood.

"We've already found out that they're inside of hell," Silky explained, covering her sister back up. "If we can get down there, we can save all of them. Sans, Hewey, and even Tondra. But we need your Dad, Laughing Jack, to get there. Do you know where he is?"

Just like a switch, Bean suddenly was perking up, a large grin pulling at her once angry face. There was no telling with the girl, she was more wild than any of her siblings, hands down.

There was an obvious disagreement between her and Silky, somewhat similar to Cole and Silky's arguments. But the care and love was there. It was evident when Bean had dropped her happy attitude to one of anger when she saw her sisters corpse.

"Sure do! Always keep him on me!" Bean giggled.

She reached into her hand bag hanging at her side, rummaging around inside of it. When she pulled out an item she didn't need, Bean simply tossed it to the side. At first, it was harmless things. A paperclip. A tennis ball. A...

A tennis racket? How did that even fit...?

A- Was that a rocket launcher?

A live penguin? What?

"Oh no, Mr. Gupples, get back in there," Bean had said to the penguin, somehow managing to shove the live animal into her small handbag.

"Mr. Gupples! I heard my good boy!" Wayne's voice suddenly yelled from upstairs.

"Here we are!" Bean announced.

The skeleton girl held up the item, flashing it under the light. The box was small, looking very...

It was the box, from the mental hospital. The one Sans had used to summon the clown. It was that same box.

"There's just kinda... one problem," Bean said nervously, "I can't get him out of here."

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Finally, it's here! The next chapter is finally out! Sorry for the wait, hopefully Mr. Gupples makes up for the time.