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Sans is walking through the stacked kennels, only here because of Papyrus. He and Mettaton moved into an apartment together on the high end of town. Papyrus is happy around Mettaton, in a way Sans can't provide. Papyrus begged him to get a bitty of all things. Bitties were small monsters that were considered pets by most people, some could even take care of monsters. Sans's research says bitties charge their magic from larger monsters, the best way is through physical contact, but close proximity to another monster works as well. The more magic the bitty has the more it can do.
"Here are our younger ones, over there are our elders. As you can see we have a variety of sizes and colors. Anyone catch your eye?" the cheerful human clerk asks. Sans looks around, nope they all look the same to him, he mentally sighs. Seems like he'll just have to pick a random one. "Kennel I ask to look around a little more?" he asks. The clerk nods with a giggle before disappearing towards the front desk. Sans sighs again, time to pick one and go home, he's ready for a nap.
He walks around the center circle of kennels, none of them catching his eye. He browses the kennels stacked against the wall. His foot knocks into one. Sans's permanent smile droops a little, if his foot hadn't hit it he wouldn't have known the kennel was there, the dark grey blanket blends into the shadows so well. Why would they have hidden a kennel, all of the bitties are supposed to be up for adoption.
Sans kneels and slowly lifts the blanket up, not sure if he's going to take it all the way off or not. He can see a small shape shivering at the opposite end of the kennel. Sans lifts the blanket all the way off. The bitty is flush against the corner of the kennel curled into a ball, Sans can see shaking light blue eyelights watching him. Sans stares back, something about the shivering eyelight reminds him of...Papyrus. He doesn't know why, there are no similarities between his brother and this terrified bitty. So why is he drawn to this bitty? Sans replaces the blanket and stands up, he shouldn't get a bitty with as many problems as him. Sans finishes his loop and goes to the next room with the older bitties. A few minutes later Sans returns to the kennel with the scared blue bitty. None of the other bitties catch his attention like this one. His mind keeps telling him not to, this bitty is going to be too much work for him. He has to be ready to do any assignment Asgore gives him. He can't be taking care of a bitty. The bitty is supposed to be taking care of him.
Despite his mind telling him to leave and look for another bitty store his hand reaches out and grabs the handle of the kennel. He lifts it up and wraps his arms around the kennel, careful to not jostle its occupant too much.
"Miss? I think I found one," Sans calls as he heads towards the front desk.
Something is definitely wrong with him for getting this bitty. The clerk even tries to convince him not to get this bitty because it's scared of monsters and humans. The adoption center isn't sure why, but from it's injuries when it got to them it was abused. They tried everything to help it, even displaying it with the other bitties and hoping someone would adopt it. Everyone ignored the defective bitty and the director decided they needed to put it down, as sad as that was. They couldn't afford to take care of a bitty that wouldn't get adopted.
Sans easily convinces her the bitty is better off with him than being put down. She only seems truly at ease as she goes through his credentials while finishing the adoption paperwork. Sans gets into his small car and heads towards his apartment, a covered kennel in the passenger seat. Sans sighs tiredly, he is so ready for that nap.
Sans enters his apartment ten minutes later with the bitty's kennel safely in his arms. He turns on lights around the apartment and throws his keys on the couch. Heading to the kitchen Sans puts the kennel on the kitchen counter and slowly removes the blanket.
He shivers at the fear crawling on his back, the blanket is removed and light floods his cage. He starts vibrating, the blanket coming off would mean someone is going to do something. He doesn't want to be here, he wants to be with his brother again. The creak of the cage opening draws his attention back to the present. He stares at the monster who adopted him, getting a good look for the first time.
The person who adopted him is a skeleton monster, like him. He's never met another skeleton except for his brother. This monster wasn't very big, at least compared to other large people he's seen. This big monster has small white eyelights, a nice smile and very hypnotic magic. He's never met a monster with such gentle magic before, it radiates from the big monster like sunshine.
"So, uh, I'm Sans. Sans the skeleton. This is my apartment and your new home, it's not much I know, but to me it sansational. What's your name, little guy?"
He looks up at Sans, whose voice is low and calming. When he stops shaking he notices for the first time that Sans has a finger out to him from the outside of his cage, probably so he can shake it without any pressure to do so. He watches the other skeleton, his gut telling him he can trust this skeleton, that the aura of the other is emitting too soothing to have any ill intent. He's safe here, the other monster won't hurt him, he isn't like the others. He gathers his courage, he will believe in his gut and trust this fellow skeleton.
"I-I don't have a name. My last owners wouldn't-" he cuts himself off and looks down wrapping his arms around his torso. No, don't think about it, focus on the here and now. "Would...you give me a name?" He flinches, fearing he misjudged this monster and is going to be scolded for asking a stupid quesstion. After a moment of silence he peeks at Sans and his eyes widen. Is Sans...blushing? The big skeleton has a hand covering his mouth, dark blue flushing his cheekbones and his eyes are looking at the kitchen counter top.
"Well, I uh, would be happy to. I should warn you I'm not the best at naming. Sooooooooo…." Sans trails off as he stares at him. "How about Blue? After your magic?"
Blue...he likes it. Blue feels something click inside him, he finally has a home, a real one, with Sans. "Th-thank you Sans!" Blue reaches up as he exits the cage. Sans's smile quirks up as he offers both hands out for the little bitty to climb onto. Blue scrambles on top of them feeling completely safe and at ease for the first time in his life. He happily watches the blue magic color Sans's face a moment or two longer. Blue doesn't know why he trusts this monster, but he does. As Blue shifts the worn outfit he's wearing from the adoption center his bones touch Sans's and magic flows into him. He's never been able to have long safe periods of contact with big people enough to absorb magic.
"Sans...I'm tired...sorry. Just need some magic...please…" Blue drifts to sleep. Months of anguish and fear being replaced by the soothing magic of Sans.
Blue smiles.
Sooooooooo…
Hi new readers and old!
I've been in the Undertale fandom for a while now. Which is why my FNAF stories haven't been updated. This is my second Undertale fic, my first long one.
Anywho, thanks for reading!
