You sat on a wooden bench you found in front of some store, twiddling your thumbs. A small (f/c) travel bag sat beside you, looking as worn down as you and possibly indicating you weren't just going on a walk. It was getting quite dark, though you couldn't tell what time it was. It could only be eight, but it was winter, so the days were shorter. You took a deep breath and exhaled, watched as a white cloud came out of your mouth. You used to think it was magic, but you knew that such things didn't exist.
You felt cold from a sudden breeze and your (h/l) (h/c) hair moved in the wind. You rubbed your hands over the sleeves of your thin, threadbare (f/c) jacket. It was going to be a long night.
It all started when your dad died. Your mom started getting into alcohol, drugs, smoking, and more. At first, you didn't blame her. You missed dad as well. However, it soon turned into a week, a month, a year. Five years. She started acting different. Soon, it wasn't when she was high or drunk that was bad. When she wasn't, she always seemed to blame you for his death, along with other things. When she couldn't find any more reasons why you destroyed her life, she would often ignore you altogether. That was sometimes worse. You couldn't take it anymore, so you ran away. That was two weeks ago, and being homeless is harder than it looked. Still, despite the emptiness in your belly and the sore feeling from sleeping in ridiculous places, there was no way you could go back there.
You got up, shuffling as you pushed on the (f/c) shoe you knocked off while sitting because you are a total fidgeter. You couldn't rest here; you had to find somewhere to sleep tonight.
The street was emptier than before, and you realized it must be a bit later than you thought. You quickly walked along, not looking anyone still left on the street in the eye. You heard lots of stories about people who are mugged late at night, so it was better to find someplace safe before it got really late. You picked up the pace.
"Hey!" You felt someone tap your arm and dropped your bag in shock, whirling around. All the worst possible scenarios went through your head, but what you saw was a very adorable, tiny skeleton. He wore a light blue battle body and a matching scarf. You must be going crazy.
"Wait...what?...are you real?" you asked. You poked his shoulder out of curiosity, thinking it was some sort of dream. He was very real. "Um...hi," you said.
"Have you never seen a monster before?" he asked, head tilting to the side.
"...no..." you said, still processing this.
"Well, that's okay. Anyways, I am the magnificent Sans!" he said, proudly making a pose. He almost looked like a superhero, the way his scarf fluttered in the breeze. It was adorable, and you smiled a little.
"H-hi," you said. "I'm (y/n)."
"So..." he said, his face getting a bit more serious. "Did you see a skeleton around here? He's about this tall..." he said, moving his boney, white hand up high in the air. "Also, he wears an orange sweater."
"Um..." you said. "No, I don't think so." You looked around, pausing. You looked down at the skeleton, only to find that he was already rushing off down the street.
"Wait!" you said, quickly picking up your bag and chasing after him. He paused, looking back at you. "I'll help you find him," you said, not wanting to leave him on his own.
"Wow, really? You're really nice, (y/n)," Sans said, his bright blue eyes shining. You looked away awkwardly. "Thanks."
You both walked around for quite a while until you entered an area with giant apartment complexes. You were feeling quite tired at this point, since you were hungry, tired, and walking around with a hyper-active skeleton, so you had to take a moment to catch your breath.
"Sans! Sans?" The voice was casual and pleasant, but was laced with worry. You saw a skeleton turning the corner. He was much taller than Sans and wore a big orange sweater. Yup. That was definitely him.
"Papyrus!" Sans said, quickly running towards him, arms stretched wide. Papyrus looked relieved and grabbed Sans, swinging him around in a hug. "Where have you been?" Papyrus asked him. You started walking away, attempting to avoid a potential awkward situation.
"Oh! I got lost, but! I was okay. I even made a new friend! Their name is (y/n)! Wait, (y/n), where are you going?" You flinched.
"Oh!" Papyrus said, walking up to you. "Sorry, I didn't notice. Thanks for taking care of my brother."
"Um...it's okay," you said.
"Hey, what about you join us for supper?" he asked.
"N-no, I can't," you said, holding your hands up. "I don't want to intrude."
"But we're friends now!" Sans said, tackle hugging you and nearly knocking you over. "You have to come! It'll be fun." You looked over at Papyrus and he gave you a kind, friendly smile. These two skeletons seemed a lot nicer than most people you knew.
"Uh...y-yeah, sure," you said, looking away. "Yay!" Sans said, letting you go and jumping up and down. "Pappy, where are we going?"
"Hm..." he said. "What about we show them Muffet's new place?" Who was Muffet? Another monster?
"Ooh, can I have a spider donut?" Sans asked excitedly. "Wait," Papyrus said. "(Y/n), what do you think? They have some really good dishes there."
You were caught off guard. "Sure," you said. "I don't really care. I mean...I care...uh, yeah." Smooth. Sans was already taking off again and Papyrus quickly followed, grabbing your arm and pulling you along.
"Sans, I swear, if you get lost again..." Papyrus said, feigning annoyance. You blushed a little when he touched you. For some reason, you felt a warm, comforting feeling emanating from him, like magic. Luckily, he let go quickly.
"Don't worry, Pappy! I'll be careful!" Sans said, a few feet ahead now. He gave his brother an adorable smile. You all eventually made it to the cozy shop, where you saw the words 'Muffet's Bakery' on the front in cursive letters. The bakery was covered in black siding, and there were designs like spider webs going down the sides. It really stood out, but in a very elegant, nice way.
"Hey, Muffet!" Papyrus said cheerfully, opening the door and letting you all inside. There was a spider lady standing behind the counter, wearing a frilly purple dress and holding a pink tea pot. You noticed that there were several spiders crawling around the shop. You gulped, and made sure to look at your feet to make sure you didn't step on any stray spiders. Luckily, they stayed a distance away. You weren't the biggest fan of spiders, however, these ones weren't behaving like normal spiders, so it'd probably be fine.
Muffet nodded, smiling at Papyrus, and they seemed to have a quick, quiet, wordless conversation. You guessed they were good friends. Papyrus ordered food and you all sat down, chatting. You sat beside the window and Sans sat beside you. Papyrus sat across the table.
"U-um, is it besides me to ask, or...uh, how did...monsters...get here?" You asked. You felt awkward calling them monsters because it sounded rude, but you didn't know how else to address them.
"We used to live under Mt. Ebott!" Sans said. "But, we managed to escape."
"Where's that?"
"Oh, you don't know?"
You never were really in the loop of things. "Uh, n-no."
"It's that giant mountain you can see across the city!" You pictured the mountain, and remembered wondering what was over there. "Oh."
"We were all trapped underground because of a magical barrier," Papyrus said. "A human named Chara fell down into the mountain and saved us, breaking the barrier and setting us free a few months ago." You had trouble believing this was legit, then again, there were two skeletons talking to you and you were being hosted by a spider.
"Okay then." you said.
You saw several spiders carrying plates over the webs draping from the ceiling, climbing down and placing a plate in front of each of you. "Thanks," you said, looking down at the little spider. It waved at you and you smiled, finding that ridiculously adorable. It ran back up onto the webs and you watched the tiny spiders curiously. Sans immediately grabbed his donut, stuffing it into his mouth. "Careful, Sans, you'll choke," Papyrus said, taking a sip of his coffee. Sans mumbled something unintelligible.
You ate your meal quickly, since you were super hungry, and instantly felt a lot better. The skeletons started talking about something, but you were zoning out.
"(Y/n)?" Sans said, poking your shoulder. "Huh?" you asked. Your eyes were starting to get heavy. You hadn't had a meal that good in ages, and you felt really tired now that your belly was full.
"I guess it's getting a bit late, huh?" Papyrus said. "We kept you here quite a while, want me to bring you home?"
"No," you said way too quickly.
"It's too late for you to be walking around by yourself," he said. You yawned, your eyes closing shut for a few seconds. "(Y/n)?"
"Sorry, what?" you asked, trying to stay conscious, but you felt yourself falling against the window and drifting off into sleep.