Bonbon shivered lightly as she looked on to the quaint little town before her. Snow was peacefully falling down, covering the rooftops of the buildings which warm light could be seen shining out of their windows. She walked slowly through the small town, passing all the diffrent monsters without a second glance. She could barely hear the laughter and chatter of the townspeople, almost as if they were sealed underwater. The lights of the christmas tree started to dance in a haze as she walked by it. Her legs started to sway as she sluggishly dodged a short yellow monster with a strip shirt.

"Brat? You doing OK down there? Kinda wobbling over here." Scarcely able to processes Flowey's words, she placed him near one of the two mail boxes of a charming home that was filled with Christmas decorations.

"I'll... be back... okay?"

"What! You can't just leave me here!" Paying no head to the flower she continued to walk, "Brat come back!"

Bonbon started to shiver as she started to hear the distorted sound of water as soon as she passed a small shed. Not able to hold in her trembling, she put on her hood. Rubbing her hands up and down her arms, in a failed attempt to warm herself. Stumbling onwards, she shut her eyes as the snow started to pick up. Prying one eye open, she saw a shadow in the distance.

Papyrus was not nervous as he waited for the tiny human to arrive, which was taking awhile. She must be taking in her surroundings, probably admiring the grandeur of his home. Only making sense, since he was the one who decorated it. Papyrus continued to wait, not that he was concerned, for Papyrus had no reason to worry about the tiny human. The tiny human who he would have to battle with as soon as she arrived. Who then he would have to capture and give to Undyne to take to the capital and probably never see again. No, there's no reason he should worry, no reason at all. He had just meet a human for the first time, it must be why he was feeling down on the thought of not seeing her again. But still, she did enjoy his puzzles and she did give him the magnificent drawing of himself. He can recall the numerous time her eyes would always shimmer adorably everytime she saw him. How she would hang to every word he would say. No, Papyrus must not waver, for his dream to be part of the royal guard is almost in his grasp. He must ignore his own soul, for it made no sense to him. His soul who wishes nothing more then to protect her. He stood and waited, watching for when she would appear. Just then the tiny human came into view.

"TINY HUMAN, ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU ABOUT SOME COMPLEX FEELINGS. FEELINGS LIKE... THE JOY OF FINDING ANOTHER PASTA LOVER. THE ADMIRATION FOR ANOTHER'S PUZZLE SOLVING SKILLS. THE DESIRE TO HAVE A COOL SMART PERSON THINK YOU ARE COOL. THESE FEELINGS, THEY MUST BE WHAT YOU ARE FEELING RIGHT NOW!"

"Papy..." the human whispered, bringing his attention to her. The tiny human was shaking, hardly able to keep her eyes open... was her face always that shade of red? Then everything around him stopped. For the tiny human had then collapsed into the snow. Seeing her motionless body, Papyrus ran towards her. Gently picking her up, he could feel how much warmer she was compared to their earlier encounter.

"Tiny Human?" He whispered as he held her. But she didn't respond, the only sound he could hear were her shallow breaths. Panic started edging it's way into his soul. Had the tiny human begin to fall?! It can't be, for she was still so young, there was no reason for her to fall at her current age. Holding protectively of her body, in fear that she might slip away at anytime, he ran as fast as he could, yelling for his brother.

Sans was leaning against the building called Grillby's, thinking. Thinking about the munchkin and about you. Can he trust her to not harm Papyrus? He didnt have to worry about Papyrus hurting the kid, he wouldn't harm anyone. He was kinder then most monsters down here. She hadn't hurt any of the monsters so far and she seem to enjoy her time with his brother. But then why does his soul waver everytime he looks into her eyes? Those large pitch black eyes that seem to draw him in. Almost as if they wanted to tell him something. Eyes which if you weren't paying attention would almost miss how hollow they seem. Hiding her pain and loneliness.

Dammit! Why was he so frustrated? Is it because he's getting attached too quickly? Something he shouldn't be doing after all the resets you had put him through. After all the pain you had caused him! How after years of pain watching you grow more demonic, he had almost thought that you had finally changed back to how you were before it all went to hell. Making him belive that it might not be bad living underground if it ment being with you. Going so far as to making him belive that you loved him and that he...loved you. But then you had to go and destroy everything again. Making him kill you again and again. His own soul tearing itself apart as he killed you. Wondering what he did wrong, why he had to see his bones pierce your body into shreds, filling the hall with your blood. Why couldn't you stay, why did you leave him again?!

Feeling more irritated then before, he started walking home. Only to find a pissed off Flowey near his mailbox. "Weed what are you doing here without your little protector?" But before Flowey could respond, he heard his brother shouting his name. "Pap?" He saw his brother's face filled with worry as he held the kid in his arms.

" SANS SHE'S BURNING UP! SHE HAD NOT INFORM ME THAT SHE WAS FEELING ILL! I HAVE TO SAVE HER, IF I DON'T DO...Anthing...She Might... Fall. She Isn't Responding To Anything I Say And-"

"You have to bring her inside!" Was the only thing Sans could think to say to his distressed brother.

Everything slowed down around him. Without thinking, he went to pick up the potted flower, who hid inside it's dirt. He couldn't think straight. He couldn't move fast enough, as he saw his brother barrel through the front door with the little girl in his arms. As he walked inside his house, everything became a blur. His brother was frantically grabbing all the warm blankets he could find. "Sans...Sans...SANS!" snapping him from his foggy state. "Sans...What Am I Supposed To Do, The Tiny Human Seems To be In A lot of Pain"

"...sorry bro, i'm not quite sure on what we should do. but for now, you could place her on your bed and keep her warm, I'll get something to cool down her forehead." As Sans headed towards the kitchen, Papyrus called out for him from halfway of the stairs.

"Sans...Will...Will...She Wake Up?" Sans hated hearing the distress in his brother voice, " don't worry, she'll be fine."

Papyrus looked at the tiny human. He had tried making her as comfortable as possible, but she still looked as if she was in pain. Papyrus has never felt helpless as he did at that very moment. Kneeling down near his bed, he moved as close as he could to the human. "Tiny Human, Please Wake Up Soon...Please...Please Do Not Fall" his voice broke. He couldn't say more, for if he did, he would start to cry. Seeing someone so small, struggling to breathe, tormented him. Something inside his soul had started to call towards the tiny human. Her soul eminiating a small glow from beneath the covers, calling out for help. His soul heard hers calling for help, in the shape of an upside-down white heart that had emerged in front of him. He stared at it as it started to change its form into a right-side up heart, emanating an orange glow. He had never seen his soul do that. But seeing how his soul quivered everytime the tiny human took in a shallow breath, he saw how truly afraid he really was. Not able to contain it anymore, his tears started to pour out of his eye sockets. He gently took hold of her hand. 'She's so tiny', he thought. In just a few hours of knowing the human, Papyrus's soul had become attached. Close enough to hear her soul crying for help. Closing his eyes, he started to wish. Willing for the warmth of his soul to take away her pain, to heal her. Willing her to open her eyes once more. Promising that he would protect her. He would guard her from anyone who would bring her harm.

From the small opening between the door and the frame, Sans stood and watched. He watched as his brother's soul had started to change. Watching as Papyrus's soul drew closer to the human. Seeing this, his soul too had started to stir. He then grabbed onto his chest, keeping his soul from coming out. The human wasn't even his kid, but his soul could also hear the faint whisper of her soul. Sans gritted his teeth as his soul once again tried to go forth and comfort the kid. He stayed and watched.

Watched as his brother's eye socket began to glow with magic.

Watched as Papyrus's magic began to wrap itself around the munchkin.

Sans watched as his brother soul was trying to claim the child as his own.