***Hello, everyone! I present to you: a new story. As if I don't have enough to do in my life in the first place. Anyways, Sans and Papyrus belong to Toby Fox, the characters you'll meet in a minute belong to me, and let's go!

Chapter One: Pounding, Crying

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!

A series of pleading, desperate, animal noises of a high pitch.

"Paps, go get it!" Sans yelled from his messy room. He was too comfy in his bed to actually get up, even though he could've easily teleported to the door of his cozy little Snowdin home. But it was just as easy to yell at his brother to do it before falling back asleep.

Papyrus reluctantly rolled out of his racecar bed and trudged down to the front door. He also didn't want to get up, but he was more willing to go and greet whoever was there. Even if it was three AM. Papyrus smoothed out his pajamas (orange with a pattern of bones, naturally) before opening the door.

And... he was confused.

A small skeleton girl stood there; she must've been the one making noise. And it was most likely only noise because she had no bottom jaw. But perhaps the hole in her neck had something to do with it? She wore a pale pink t-shirt with baggy black pants. Despite it being so snowy outside, she had no shoes or socks on.

"Hello, tiny skeleton! How can I, the Great Papyrus, help you this evening? Er... morning?" Papyrus asked.

The skeleton girl shoved past him, rather. She grabbed a blanket off of the couch and ran to the corner, where she sat down, curled up, and wrapped herself into a sort of blanket cocoon. She was rocking back and forth, making a noise resembling a scared whimper.

Papyrus was in shock. After that set in, he walked over and knelt down. "Are you okay? I... I promise I won't hurt you. I know that you can't speak, but... but you can uncurl and sit on the couch while I make some hot chocolate," he offered.

The girl only curled in tighter on herself.

"Delanie? Delanie, where are you?!"

This voice was new. Another skeleton stood in the doorway. This one was a boy. He was a bit bigger and wider with the same gap in his neck. He had on a navy-blue shirt with pants that had little holes and patches. Unlike the girl, he wore gray socks.

"Can I help you?" Papyrus asked, now even more confused.

The boy ran in. He knelt down by the girl and his eyelights began to glow cerulean. The girl slowly unwrapped herself to reveal a hot-pink glow to her eyelights. The glowing stopped, and the boy helped the girl to stand up.

"I told you not to run off," the boy said. The girl shrugged. The boy turned to Papyrus. "Sorry, mister. She was just trying to find a place to hide. And I really can't blame her," he apologized.

Papyrus was blanking out on a reply. At last, the obvious came to mind. "Who are you two? I am the Great Papyrus, by the way," he said.

"I'm Dylan, and this is my... er... twin sister, being the best way to put it, Delanie. I'm kinda her translator. What we did just now was how she communicates, even though it's only with me," Dylan explained. Delanie tightly gripped his hand. "And she also is frantic," Dylan added.

Papyrus looked at them both for several moment. At last, he knew what to do.

"Excuse me. I need to get my brother."

***This story has been... surprisingly fun to write so far. I already have the next chapter written. However, that's for later. Be sure to leave a review on the way out and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!