Doc put a small backpack on Birdie, filled with snacks, lunch, and several water-bottles, "I've Packed Everything You might need, including but not limited to-"
"i think they get it doc," g said, grinning from his bedroom door, "no need to mother hen them."
"hey g, aren't you the one who's insisting on walking me over there?" Birdie asked, adjusting the straps on the borrowed backpack, snickering when he didn't answer.
"look-" G walked backwards into his room and closed the door.
"I would still prefer if you would let one of us stay with you," doc said, wringing his hands, looking at his- at the human in concern.
"i'll be fine, doc. I've got your number, g's number, and the clinics landline in my phone, and it's completely charged," Birdie said, patting his arm, "i'll be fine. plus, if I can't call for any reason, i'm sure that blue or papyrus will."
"yeah bro," G said, emerging from his room, pulling a hoodie on, "don't baby the human, they've got this."
"says the skeleton insisting on holding my hand while we walk over there," Birdie snickered, holding up their hand to show off a glowing golden disembodied hand already wrapped around theirs. It fizzled out of reality as G pouted.
"that was an accident," G said, "plus I need to stay here and talk to Doc about a few orders we need to place."
"I Wasn't Aware Of Any Orders."
"that's because I haven't talked to you about them yet."
"g! we're gonna be late!"
"i'm coming!"
Dead leaves crunched under their shoes as Birdie and G walked to the dilapidated cabin. The cool air nipped at Birdies neck, chilling them to the bone. G glanced at them.
"you're not used to this weather, are you?"
"i came from way down south, so no, not really."
G sighed. He knew that the south didn't get nearly as cold in the winter as it did up here. He and Doc would have to keep an eye on Birdie to make sure they survived their first winter here. If right now was any indication, Birdie was not prepared for whatever was to come.
"and you're sure you don't want me to stay?" G asked, spotting the two excitable skeletons as they arrived at Birdie's property.
"you're already holding my hand, i've got yours, Docs, and the clinics number in my phone," they said, holding up their hand that was gripping one of his, "i think i'll be fine."
"i have no idea how that got there." g said, blushing as he shoved his hands into his pockets, "hey blue, paps."
"G! I'M SURPRISED TO SEE YOU OUT HERE," Papyrus exclaimed, his loud voice causing Birdie to shrink further into the borrowed hoodie, "ARE YOU STAYING?"
"nah, i've gotta get back and talk to doc about a couple of orders," G said, then glanced at Birdie, "if anything feels off," he pointed at them, "call me. Or doc. I mean it."
"you're still holding my hand."
"i have no idea what you're talking about."
And Birdie watched as he 'ported away.
"So we need to tear down your cabin and completely redo it."
G leaned against the wall and crossed his legs, scratching the back of his skull. Water ran as Doc cleaned the dishes that had been used that morning for breakfast, quietly humming to himself as he waited for G to start talking.
A mint-colored and turned the radio off as G continued to be silent, despite his claims of needing to talk about ordering something, which Doc suspected to be false, and probably wanted to talk more about the haunted bathroom.
"Is This About The Bathroom?" Doc asked, placing the last plate on the drying rack. G slid down to the ground and hummed a confirmation, "There Wasn't Actually Anything In There, Was There?"
"nope."
"So What Do You Think?"
"i have no fuckin clue."
"They Were Terrified Though, And That's Why You Said There Was Something In There."
"yep."
There was a moment of silence between the two, the entire situation hanging over them heavily.
"You Want To Help Them Get Better."
"absolutely."
There was another beat of silence between the two, the only sounds coming from Doc walking to the couch. He sat down and dragged a hand down his face. Something was clearly eating at him, but he couldn't find the right words to voice.
Eventually, he spoke, "I tried calling Hound."
"and?"
"Her number is disconnected."
"did you try the others?"
"All Disconnected. Then I asked Sans about them, to see if he had heard anything from them but..." Doc trailed off, but G heard what he didn't say.
"shit."
"He Didn't Remember Any Of Them."
"personally i'd like to keep it small and simple." Birdie said, biting into her sandwich, "it's just me and I don't need a whole lot of space."
Papyrus nodded, jotting down notes on the notepad they weren't entirely sure where he had pulled out, and scratched his jaw, "I THINK WE CAN WORK WITH THAT."
"Have you been staying in the cabin this whole time?" Blue asked, looking at said cabin in disgust from his spot on the picnic blanket.
"nah, i've been staying with doc and g." Birdie said, "well, I mean I stayed the first night in the cabin but they wouldn't let me go back. i'm pretty sure they're gonna keep me hostage until the cabin is finished."
The two skeletons looked at them blankly, "SO THE CABIN IS ALL YOU HAVE RIGHT NOW?"
"yeah pretty much. i would've started on my garden but doc hasn't cleared me for any heavy work yet."
The two skeletons glanced at each other, then back at the human, "We can start working this evening after we come to an agreement on the layout."
"i'm all ears!"
G leaned against a tree, watching Birdie talk about layouts with Blue and Papyrus, with Blue taking the lead on design talk. While conversation was strained, both sides unsure of the other, G could easily see how this could benefit them. The town was small, populated solely by skeletons, some hostile and some too hurt to bother socializing with the rest.
If there was something G was certain about, it was that Birdie was going to make a splash in there little town, whether they wanted to or not.