Oblivion and Sans both helped me up and I put one arm around each shoulder. I staggered, using both of them as support. Oblivion lead me outside the city. The guards and citizens of the Hold flashed us curious and suspicious looks but said nothing. I think they were more confused about seeing a docile big-boned skeleton instead of the bartender and her hotheaded (literally!) sister.
"aren't the docs inside the city, kid?" Sans asked my younger sibling, looking a bit befuddled.
"Yeah, but I'm friends with the Khajiit caravans," Oblivion replied. "Going to them is much cheaper and easier than going to the healers in Riften."
"oh yeah, those guys." Sans nodded. "the cat men. those are like, burgerpants' ancestors or something."
Oblivion furrowed her brow in confusion, but said nothing. She hadn't been in the Undertale world, so she wouldn't know who Burgerpants was, and I could guess what she was thinking::
Who on earth would name their child Burgerpants?!
They took me up to a tall Khajiit. He was pretty much a Bengal tiger on two legs. A daedric bow was on his back, and he wore Thieves' Guild Armor, similar to what Keith used to wear before he became a Nightingale. Beside him stood a younger Khajiit, this one being female. She looked a bit of the albino sort. She only had white fur and her eyes were red.
"Yo," the male Khajiit said. "Need something, Oblivion?"
"Yeah... My sister is hurt. She needs healing." She glanced at me. "This is Swagnimite and his sister, Swaggy." She looked up at Swagnimite. "This is Glory."
"We'll get her up in no time." He jerked his head at his sister, who made a playful salute by tipping her hand against her forehead, then rushed off to a nearby tent made of elk skins. Once Swaggy was gone, Swagnimite got something out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit it up with a fire spell. "Wanna cigarette?"
"No thanks... I'm good," Oblivion and I said in unison, shaking our heads.
Sans eyed Swagnimite's cigarette inquisitively. "where in the timelines did you manage to get that?"
Swagnimite inhaled the smoke deeply, then exhaled, wisps of grey spilling from his mouth. "Ah. Just smoke weed everyday, my friend." He took another puff, then repeated himself. "Just smoke weed everyday..."
He sounded like my mother, but a more... tamed version. I remember one time...

~Flashback~

I was coloring a picture with colored pencils when I heard a knock at my door. I set down the orange and opened it up, expecting to see Keith, inviting me to go play pranks on the guard forces of Evergloam. But instead I looked up at my mother.
"Hey, sweetie," she coaxed me, bending down so we could be eye level. I could detect the stench of alcohol riding on her breath. "You wanna know a lil' somethin'-somethin'?"
"Sure..," I said, but quickly corrected myself. "Yes ma'am."
"You'll look soooooo funny drunk. I bet you'll be a lil' wild card..." She held up a green-glassed bottle of wine and offered it to me. "Drink it up, Firecracker."
I stared into her emerald green eyes. Then I blinked slowly, and closed my door. "I'm only 7, Mom. Thanks, though."

~End of Flashback~

I was jerked from sweet(?) childhood memories when Swag skipped out of the tent, carrying a spell tome. "Hey, Swagnimite! Catch!" She tossed the book to her brother, and he caught it with one hand. "Aight." He turned back to me. He spat out his cigarette onto the soil and put out the tiny spark with his booted foot. He opened the tome and raised a hand. A small golden light flickered in his palms. He murmured incoherently to himself as he read, but then he inched his hand to my gut. Upon making contact with the large gap in my stomach, the majicka cast by Swagnimite fully healed my wound.
"Thanks," Oblivion said, grinning. Then she nudged me. "What do you say, big sis?"
"Oh, yeah," I muttered, yanking myself out of my thoughts. I shook my head and gave the Khajiit a large grin. "Thanks, man!"
"Sure, no prob." Swagnimite nodded. "You know what'll make you feel better?"
"What?"
"A cig."
Sans sighed, a little exasperated. "we're good, bucko. thanks for the offer though."

Swagnimite is Gls325