Papyrus glared at the two of them. "DOG SQUAD IS COMING." he announced. "AND THEY WANT BLOOD."
Papryus swept his gaze over them and continued. "AND GET SOME GODAMN CLOTHES ON, WE HAVE COMPANY."
He slammed the door shut behind him and Sans swept the sheets off, grabbing his shirt from the floor and throwing it on. Frisk stayed still for a moment before getting up and grabbing her clothes as well. Once they both were presentable, they left the room, Sans casting a worried gaze to her as they did so.
A variety of monsters stood in the living room. Wingdings and Papyrus were both standing by Sans's door, a man made of fire by the tv and a group of six or seven monsters were grouped together by the door. Upon seeing all the unfamiliar monsters, Frisk shrunk back a bit, not wanting to draw attention to herself. It was in vain however, for as soon as she walked out all the monsters' gazes fixated on her. Sans gripped her hand and gave it a comforting squeeze, and she straightened up slightly.
Wingdings cleared his throat and looked over the fire monster. "Grillby, would you mind telling the two what you just told me?"
Grillby gave a slight nod before stating in a quiet voice "Dog squad came into the bar about ten minutes ago. They knew they were crossing into our territory, but they still threatened me to tell them were you guys were. I pretended to give in after a while and told them you were in the abandoned place on 32nd street. They left and I grabbed all the guys in the bar and came here."
Wingdings gave a small hum before looking at Sans. He started to speak, but was cut off by Papyrus.
"SANS, DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS MEANS?" he said, his voice seeming even louder than usual. "DUE TO YOUR IDIOTIC MISTAKES OVER PROTECTING THIS PATHETIC WHELP OF A HUMAN, THE BOGONIAS APPEAR TO HAVE STARTED TO ATTACK US. ALL BECAUSE YOU DEVELOPED ATTACHMENT TO THIS PUNY LITTLE-"
"Papyrus." Wingdings said, his voice heavy. "That's enough. I'm sure Sans understands the consequences of his mistake, correct?" Wingdings stared at Sans, purple starting to build in his eye sockets. Sans gave a nod, and he seemed satisfied, turning to the group of monsters by the door. "Now, due to my brother's mistake, we must-"
"Why?" A rat monster cut him off, his beady eyes still trained on Frisk.
"Why what?" Wingdings asked, frustration in his voice.
"Why do we gotta fight? I get dog squad is coming after you guys, but this is all cause Sansy here decided this chick would be a good fuck. So why do we have to fight and risk our lives just to protect some human? Couldn't we just hand her over and let them kill her?"
Sans took a step forward, his left eye beginning to smoke red. "Watch what you're saying about sweetheart, bud." He ground out.
Another monster spoke up, this one some sort of bull. "I'm not fighting. I refuse to stick my neck out for some random human chick."
Wingdings spoke up. "I understand you are frustrated with the situation, however you all pledged your loyalty. If you refuse to fight, then I am afraid you will no longer be considered a member of the Foxgloves and no longer under our protection."
The bull monster snorted. "Fine then." He said, opening the door and walking out. He was soon followed by the others leaving only Grillby, Wingdings, Papyrus, Sans, and Frisk in the room.
Wingdings sighed, looking at Grillby. "You may go. I will not hold it against you, provided that you continue to do your job. I know you do not enjoy fighting, my friend."
Grillby gazed at him for a moment, before his gaze flicked over to Sans and Frisk. He gave another small nod and walked out, the door shutting behind him.
Wingdings ran a hand down his face a groaned, the life seeming to flow out of him. "I expected some resistant, but I did not expect that. Sans, know that I will talk to you later about this. And Papyrus, I understand your anger and frustration, but please refrain from berating Sans in front of others." Both Sans and Papyrus nodded and Wingdings looked at Frisk. "I am truly sorry about their remarks, my dear."
Frisk gave him a small smile and said "Its fine. I've had worse things said to me, anyways."
Sans glanced at her at that, before asking Windings "So, the abandoned place of 32nd, right?"
Wingdings nodded. "Yes, and it would be best if we could be on the roof. And Frisk, I would like you to come with us. You do not have to fight, but I would still feel better having you watching from above than here alone and defenseless."
Both Sans and Frisk nodded, and Sans grabbed everyone's hands before teleporting them with a small 'pop'.
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Wingdings tapped one of his phalanges on the roof. "Okay, so Papyrus, you will take Dogamy and Dogaressa, Sans you will take Greater Dog, and I will take Lesser Dog. And Frisk, you will stay up here, and if anything happens to you, shout. We gave you that gun so you can defend yourself, but still shout. One of us will-"
"Hold on." Frisk cut him off, looking at the three brothers. "I've seen Sans fight, and I know you two are powerful as well. Couldn't you all just kill them from here? Why do you need to go in and get dirty?"
Sans and Papyrus both chuckled and Wingdings sent her a sly smile. "We could kill them from here, yes, but where's the fun in that?" He glanced down at the street, and his smile disappeared. "Here they come." The three brothers all shared a look and nodded, before shifting their gazes to below.
Papyrus was the first to go, jumping down and forming a sharpened bone in his hand just in time to stab Dogamy in the neck. The canine stumbled and Papyus quickly sent a wave of sharpened bones at him, effectively dusting him. Dogaressa let out a deep growl, swinging her axe at Papyrus, who dodged it and let out a laugh.
Sans and Wingdings both sighed, before Wingdings too jumped down, landing right in front of Lesser Dog and sending a series of bones at him. Sans look at Frisk, and placed the gun sitting on the roof in her hand. "Use this if you need to. Don't try and spare them, use this, okay?" he asked.
Frisk gave him a small nod and kissed his cheekbone, whispering "Good luck."
Sans grinned, his golden tooth glinting. "Luck? I don't need luck, doll." before teleporting down to the street, sending a bone at Greater Dog's head to get his attention.
Frisk watched the battle, her gaze flickering to Papyrus and Wingdings occasionally but remaining on Sans for the most part. She could tell that he was messing with Greater Dog, teleporting around him in a circle and occasionally sending a bone or two at him. Wingdings was simply dodging and sending bones at Lesser Dog, while Papyrus was fighting with a sharpened bone in his hand and laughing as he dodged axe swings.
Focusing on Sans once more, Frisk frowned as she saw sweat start to appear on his skull and his movements slow. He had used up too much energy teleporting around so much, and it was starting to show. Greater Dog saw this too, and let out a bark, backing up and preparing to charge at Sans. Frisk's heart thumped in her chest and she fumbled with the gun, trying to aim slightly away from Greater Dog so she wouldn't hit him. Greater Dog began to move and Frisk pulled the trigger, the sound echoing in her ears.
The bullet zoomed in front of Greater Dog and hit the wall. Both Greater Dog and Sans stared up at her, and Sans grinned before using the distraction as an opportunity to have bones zoom in from the side and pin Greater Dog in the wall. They needed a survivor to interrogate, after all.
Both Papyrus and Wingdings finished their opponents off, and they walked over to Sans.
"Good job." Wingdings said, as Papyrus began binding Greater Dog up. "Now if you could get Miss Frisk down hereā¦"
Sans gave him a shrug. "Sorry Dings, I kinda made some wrong moves and am outta juice. Can you do it?"
Wingdings sighed before enclosing Frisk with his magic and floating her down to street level, her smiling a bit upon her landing.
"Nice move you did there, sweetheart." Sans said, leaning against her. "Trying to shoot Greater Dog and therefore distracting him for me. That's my girl."
He then fell asleep, and Frisk stumbled under his weight, glancing at the Wingdings and Papyrus. They both looked at the form of their sleeping brother and groaned.
Wingdings lifted him up with magic and floated him in the air. He sighed, and said "Let's go home."
