Kylie let out a shriek and tumbled back, eyes wild as standing behind her host was a pair of skeletons, one much taller than even Toriel, and the other one reaching to her chest. The shaking wouldn't stop, her eyes refused to leave the duo as she simply couldn't fathom how two additional monsters could appear out of thin air when a second ago there had been nothing. Toriel frowned at the sudden intrusion, making it evident of her displeasure as she looked at the shorter one with irritation.
"I would appreciate a warning next time Sans. Not only have you terrified the girl but you also startled me. You could have knocked you know," she huffed, looking at him like a stern mother scolding a child. The one called Sans only grinned, chuckling deeply before finally turning towards the human. His black gaze flicked over her body, stopping briefly at her arm, before finally locking eyes with her with that same toothed grin. His hand slowly extended, white specks forming in the center of his sockets as he began to walk closer, continuing in his usual baritone," Hey now, don't you know how to greet a new friend? Come shake my hand." Kylie didn't want to do anything but curl up in a ball and cry. Tears had begun to form at her eyes, but she fought to keep them at bay in order to not look intimidated, instead focusing on her heavy breathing. She was trying so hard to remain calm, to keep the panic attack at bay, but no matter what became of it she was slowly losing her grip; and she couldn't bear to look at any of them any longer. If she truly was dying, she wished that death would take her sooner and end this nightmare.
"BROTHER YOU NUMBSKULL! YOU'VE MADE THE HUMAN LEAK! SURELY ALPHYS WILL NOT BE ABLE TO FIX THAT AS WELL!" Came a loud voice behind the smaller one, nasally and obnoxiously peppy despite it meant to be scolding. His bony fingers rested on the dark hoodie of Sans's, before he was looking up in her direction and trying to smile as sheepishly as a skeleton could,"I'M TRULY SORRY FOR MY BROTHER'S ACTIONS HUMAN! HE USUALLY MEANS WELL, BUT MOST DAYS HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO TREAT A HUMAN. NOT LIKE I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS! IT'S A PLEASURE TO MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE!" Soon he was striding past his brother, extending his hand to the smaller girl with a bright grin plastered upon his bleached features. Only silence followed after the abrupt explanation, her eyes switching between the two boys before slowly looking back to Toriel pleadingly. She didn't know how to handle these two just yet.
The expression was enough for Toriel to abruptly stand and come between the trio calmly, looking at Papyrus and Sans with a stern sense of authority and speaking clearly," Enough formalities gentlemen. We must make haste in case her arm gets worse. We can have pleasantries afterwards. Now Sans, are you able to teleport all of us to Alphys's lab?" Teleport? She had mentioned transportation, but she hadn't expected it to be teleportation. Though that would explain the sudden appearance of two abrasive skeletons. Taking a sharp intake of breath Kylie began to fiddle with her sweater, not sure she could entirely trust the other two yet. The only reason she was being so open to the goat mom was because not only she had saved her, but she was nowhere near as forward as her companions. She needed time to think, to process over just what was happening to her in this world, and at this moment she didn't really know where to begin. So she swallowed hard, fiddling still with her shirt, not noticing the previous three now watching her curiously.
After a moments pause Sans looked back to Toriel, raising a thumb and giving a smirk," It shouldn't be too hard. Worse that could happen is that I tickle my funny bone." With a wink from the former Toriel was giggling, Papyrus groaning and Kylie slowly looking up behind her dusty glasses. She hadn't expected a joke from a creature that was meant to be spooky. Yet what about them was honestly so spooky? They looked like two older guys, just... without the skin and sinew. She supposed even monsters had comedians in their groups, even if they weren't the best at jokes. Toriel seemed satisfied with this answer anyway, turning around to look down at her again and offering her paw with the utmost tenderness," I know it can be quite intimidating to trust someone who has just met you, but I assure you I have your best interests at heart. These two, though quite rambunctious, are truly kind gentlemen, and would never harm you. Shall we be off to Dr. Alphys now?"
The only thing to follow was silence as they all stared expectantly at Kylie, wondering how she was going to respond to her request. She was looking between the three nervously, fingers fiddling and legs twitching from the sudden pressure put on her. She couldn't sit here forever and let her arm continue to get worse, but was she willing to risk trusting these two newcomers, and even her kind hostess? For all she knew she was probably gonna die either way, at least this option offered a glimmer of hope. Swallowing hard she looked to the floor, biting her lip to try and help her remain focused. Once composed she looked to Toriel again, slowly lifting her hand to rest it delicately into her paw. The fingers were like a feather brushing against the tips of the goat woman's fur, a whisper compared to the usual pressure she felt when holding something. She seemed so frail and delicate, as if she would break at any force put upon her. Giving the girl such a thankful smile she looked to Sans once again and nodded, offering her other paw to him. He took it without question, grabbing one of Papyrus's hands as well before turning himself towards her.
"We gotta make a circle Kid. I would suggest hanging on tight to Pap here," he grumbled, giving a wink and still keeping that wide grin across his features. It was as if that was how his jaw had been built. Blinking rapidly to let the words sink in, Kylie finally turned to the larger skeleton who seemed to hold a hopeful glimmer in his deep sockets, almost fidgeting in excitement at the thought of going on this new adventure. She thought briefly about his statement before gazing down at her wrapped arm, wondering how she was supposed to exactly fulfill it. Sans seemed to finally notice, looking back up at her and responding,"Heh. I guess you could use a hand there huh?" Papyrus groaned and face palmed, Toriel only giggling louder than the last time. Kylie could only blush, looking delicately at her injury before looking around at the three questioningly. Surely there was a solution to this?
"FEAR NOT HUMAN! I WILL HOLD YOU AS YOU HOLD ONTO TORIEL'S HAND!"
What was that now? Before she could register what was happening she felt a firm grip around her waist, causing a surprised squeak to come out. The fingers were surprisingly warm for a skeleton's, soft, too. But this could also be because he was wearing bright red gloves that almost made his hands come off as cartoony. That honestly wasn't the only cartoonish thing about him either. He seemed to be donning a superhero costume; a cape draping precariously behind his shoulders, it attached by the ends under the shoulder plates of his chest plate. At least she could only assume the poorly constructed torso piece was meant to be like armor. It looked like two middle-schoolers had made it for a class project; and their effort would have most likely given them a B. Suddenly she was shaking her head, realizing her over analytical mindset was kicking in. It was the one she had come to form from her parent's judging stares and probing questions as to why she hadn't done better. Her perception of perfection had been flawed because of such, and now she was stuck being evermore critical of things around her.
Because she had been so lost in her thoughts, she had failed to notice how unfaltering he was with his grasp, making sure that under no circumstances that she would get lost in the void. Sans was satisfied with this solution and prepared them all to go. In the blink of an eye they were no longer in the pink room, but instead surrounded by bright lights and stark white walls, the ceiling towering high above them all. It was like the wind had been knocked out of her, air refilling her lungs upon landing and causing a ragged gasp to fill the silence. She looked around with wild eyes, only to be calmed by the tender caress of Toriel's paw upon her head. Once her breathing had evened, the shakes began to dissipate, and all that was left was Kylie's expression of wonder.
"The first ride's always the toughest," Sans mused, letting go of the other two and turning to look for Alphys," Hey uh, Alphys, we made it safely back with the kid; whatever her name is." She turned to look at him blankly, realizing that she hadn't in fact, given out her name. She hadn't really found it be of much importance, and in all honesty no one had thought to ask. Perhaps this was for the better. She also realized in the few seconds they had been standing there that Papyrus had yet to remove his hand from around her waist. A blush furiously came forth across her freckled cheeks, and she looked to him nervously, wondering why he hadn't thought to let go just yet. Her face only reddened more when he didn't seem to be paying attention, instead patiently waiting for the royal scientist to make her appearance. Finally, he seemed to take notice of their predicament, but his focus was not where she had hoped it would be.
"HUMAN! YOUR FACE IS RED, DO YOU PERCHANCE HAVE A FEVER AS WELL?" He asked loudly for everyone to hear, his free hand now moving to plant itself upon her forehead. The blush only deepened to a deeper shade of red as she tried to anxiously free herself from his tight grip. He instead tightened it and brought her closer, bringing his large skull close to her face for further inspection. Letting his fingers slide along her forehead he continued to study her curiously, speaking now in a slightly less loud voice," HMM! IT SEEMS YOU'VE GOTTEN EVEN REDDER! IS THIS A COMMON SICKNESS IN HUMANS?"
"Paps!" It was Sans who came to her rescue, walking up a little too leisurely for her liking, hands planted firmly in his pockets and that everlasting grin never fading. Both of them turned to him; Papyrus holding a curious expression and her flushed face pleading. He chuckled at the sight before gently prying her from the taller skeleton's grasp and ushering Kylie away gently. Though she was grateful for his assistance, he had for some reason thought it acceptable to also hold her waist. This was not the exact result she was looking for, but at least she could break free from him with a lot less effort. Staggering to the side she looked to him with exasperation, panting heavily as the red soon began to fade back into a pale ivory. Without much else to say she simply looked away, walking quietly to a chair and taking her seat. She didn't really want to look at either of them right now, nor did she want to acknowledge anyone right at this moment. Her arm was beginning to hurt, and she hoped for a remedy soon.
As if on cue a shorter creature came down from an escalator, turning quietly to Kylie and smiling shyly, looking to the rest of her company and speaking softly," H-h-hello e-everyone. S-sorry for running so l-l-late." Her brown eyes were warm, but Kylie could sense the uncertainty almost instantaneously. She couldn't help but feel comforted that she wasn't only the nervous one, and as soon as the yellow Dino-like girl looked in her direction; she offered a warm smile, albeit an equally shy one. In that moment something clicked between the two; a deep, mutual understanding of who they were and how they acted. They had connected on a whole new level, and Alphys seemed to brighten and falter in the same motion at the sudden realization. She was pleased that she had found solace in someone else, yet was also nervous about the focused attention on her. Fiddling with her clip board she nervously cleared her throat, looking around at them all before finally approaching Kylie," I-I heard that y-your arm might be b-broken?"
Watching her make small and tentative steps in her direction, the girl slowly nodded, not once letting her gaze waver from the female. Curiosity was building and although she wanted to learn more about this Alphys, she also knew that being forward and abrupt in her actions would be of no help to the scientist. This newfound connection had certainly been unexpected, yet Kylie felt as if it had meant to happen for a reason. Alphys visibly relaxed once they had made their inner intentions evident, finally stopping next to the injured arm and staring at it calmly. She looked to Kylie first before reaching out a claw and gently removing the sling, that simple glance being all she needed to ask for permission.
The inspection continued in utter silence as the others stood further off in confusion. After a brief moment Sans nudged Papyrus and leaned into him, whispering," It's like they're speaking their own language. Like some sort of shy person telepathic plane." Papyrus looked to him and then back at the pair, before blurting out," IT DOES SEEM THAT THEY HAVE BONDED QUITE QUICKLY!" The sudden outburst caused the shy duo to jump, turning to Papyrus with wide, nervous eyes. He looked at them both confused,"WHAT?"
"Just keep it down for now Paps, you aren't really the type to use an inside voice," Sans quickly spoke, nudging him before shrugging at the two girls. Kylie stared and blinked at her companions, before finally looking back to Alphys silently. At this point the scientist had successfully removed the bandage and was holding the swollen appendage with both claws. The purple and black hues were disconcerting, and the Dino-girl silently pondered what the next plan of action would be as she carefully felt along the edges of her joints. Kylie did her best to ignore the pain, to suppress her cries, but as soon as the inner part of her wrist joint had pressure applied to it she nearly screamed, tears bursting and her body slamming back into the chair.
It took all of Toriel's strength not to rush forward and protect the girl from such pain, but it seemed that Alphys was quick to comfort; her eyes apologetic as she tenderly rubbed the spot she had just set back into the place. Her shoulders were shaking and she bit her lip almost to the point of blood. She didn't want them to listen to her cries, but God had it hurt. Obviously this was needed; how was the limb supposed to mend back together if the bones were not properly aligned? She had wished she had been giving a warning at least. Ignoring the tears causing her eyes to glimmer she sniffled, looking to her newfound companion with a new sense of confidence. The scientist was almost taken aback by the intense determination radiating from her soul, causing her to briefly feel a sense of strange familiarity that she couldn't quite figure out the source of.
Further off Sans stiffened and looked sharply at the girl who was once screaming. His pupils began to fade, as if preparing for something much worse than anticipated. He was abruptly washed out of his trance by the gentle caress of Toriel, whose eyes were still focused on her new adopted child writhing in discomfort beneath Alphys's touch. With a brief glance the skeleton gripped her soft paw into his grasp, causing a soft intake of breath from her direction. He remained looking at Kylie quietly, visibly not acknowledge the pink edging along Toriel's white cheeks. Instead he focused on the cogs whirring in his mind at the previous memory that had come to him so suddenly of a small child in a blue sweater with purple stripes.