Sans placed his phalanges against the closed door. Even from behind it he could still hear, still feel the kid's soul, softly whimpering. Shutting his eye sockets tight, he pried himself away from the door and walked back to his room. Locking his door, he slid down and let out the air he didn't know he was holding.

"How's the brat?"

" what the hell are you doing in my room?!" Looking to his right he saw that he wasn't alone in his room.

"Did you forget that you threw me in here before you went to check on your dear brother!?" Guess he did since he would have never have let this murderous plant near his home, much less let him in his room.

" how about that, so why don't i help you 'leaf' and throw you out myself."

"Ha! Don't make me laugh. You know you don't have the 'guts' to upset the brat, do you?"

" why should i care if getting rid of you would upset her, i don't even know the kid!" His soul tighten at his own words. Why though? It's true, he doesn't know anything about the kid.

"Probably not...but wouldn't her being upset, upset someone else in this house?" The planted pet was right. No one wanted to see an unhappy Papyrus. But in all honesty, he didn't have the strength to leave his room.

" why are you still here though? i've seen the kid ditching you a couple of times now. why didn't you escape? you even dragged yourself back to her." Upon hearing Sans' words, Flowey let out a frustrated scream. Even though his room was soundproof, he still didn't have the patience to deal with a screaming flower. But before he could stuff the plant's mouth with the nearest item he could grab, Flowey had stopped. Sweaty and out of breath, Flowey glared at him.

"Not...sure..." Flowey mumbled beneath his breath.

" what?"

" I said, does it really matter to you that I came back to your precious 'niece' "

" my what!?" Grabbing the stem of the plant, the lights in his eye sockets vanished and his magic flared from his left. Flowey laughed at his poor attempt to choking him.

"Isn't that what your precious brother is doing right now? Even from all the way here, I can feel the magic he's giving out." Sans just stared at the flower's condescending smile, "or, are you mad for a ...diffrent reason?"

" the only one 'mad' here is you, for you're not making any sense now!" Sans said through gritted teeth.

"That it's not you in there, instead of him" Sans launched the flower pot against the wall with his magic. But not seeing the pot break, only pissed him off even more. "Sorry, but you can't break it, the keeper of the Ruins didn't want the kid to cut herself if she ever dropped it." The weed started to laugh as he saw Sans gripping at his skull on the floor in a pathetic state.

Sans wasn't sure how much time has passed, could have been weeks for all he knew. His sense of time had warped ever since the resets had started. He sat by the door in his room, with only a flower and his nightmares for company, waiting. The only time he didn't feel his brother's magic, was when he heard him leave his room to find something to eat. But before Papyrus went back to his room, he would always leave a plate outside of Sans' room. Even at a time like this, Papyrus never forgot about his brother. Sans should have felt glad, but it only filled him with more guilt as he started to feel his brother's magic again. He felt too tired to leave his room, to escape the glares of the weed, and shutting his eye sockets only made it worse. For all he could see was your face...your smile...hear your laughter. Then have it all twist back to the demon, spiking his magic with rage. His night terrors were worse when the munchkin was in it. It was pitch black, he couldn't move or see himself. The only thing he could make out was you. As you walked slowly, hiding your knife behind your back, towards the kid. He would try to shout, to warn her to run, but she wouldn't. She would just stand there, giggling, with her arms raised. As if expecting you to hug her. He would always manage to wake himself before you could raise your weapon towards her. Just to see that his magic has caused destruction towards his room once again.

"Trash bag! How long are we going to stay locked in here? It's been almost a week now, just take the brat to the king, so he could take her soul and be done with it!" Sans soul shuttered at his words. He threw his broken lamp at the weed with his magic.

" s ", Flowey hid inside his pot, barely dodging the flying lamp. But before he could pop back up, the door flew open. Sending Sans sliding across the floor. Massaging his now aching skull he looked up to see who had busted his door open.

"SANS! I HAVE FIXED THE TINY HUMAN!" Standing in front of him was his brother holding up a giggling Bonbon. Papyrus then brought the little human close to his chest, holding her in a warm embrace. "I Was So Worried, That She Would Not Have Waken Up..Now...N...Nowww..." Papyrus was staggering from the lack of sleep and magic.

" papyrus!" He had gently placed the kid onto the ground before he passed out onto the floor. Sans effortlessly carried his brother back to his room.

"W..Wait, Sans... What About The Tiny Human"

" just get some rest bro, you know you need it." Having changed and tucked his brother in bed, he went back to his room. Even though it bothered him to see his room with no door, he was more concerned at seeing a small kid standing in his room, staring at him. He was sort of surprised to see that the kid hadn't turned into a skeleton monster hybrid, with all the magic his brother passed on to her. But what really surprised him was that he couldn't find any trace of Papyrus' magic on her. "so..uh...feeling better there, munchkin?"

"Yes" she smiled. Hearing her voice and smile brought a settling calm to his soul. "you could stay downstairs in the living room if you want and there's food in the fridge if you're hungry. I'm pretty 'bone-tired so i'm just gonna lie down for a bit ok?" He led the kid downstairs and went to fix his bedroom door. Oh how he loved magic, made his life a bit easier, not sure how humans can live without it. Having the door closed and fixed, he collapsed onto his bed, ignoring the fact that the weed was still there.

For the first time ever, he had slept without dreaming. It really felt as if he had slept like the dead. Which didn't last long since he started feeling something small, warm and squishy patting his skull. Opening his eye socket, he came into contact with the kid's smiling face with something red smeared across it. In a panic he got up, "m..munchkin?" But before he could ask she ran out of the room giggling. Sans followed the kid with his soul racing. Was...was she hurt?...Was his nightmares coming true?...Did you come back? As he followed the kid's laughter to the kitchen, he saw red smeared everywhere. His soul started to pulse as he saw the kid covered in red, with a kitchen knife resting on the floor beside her. You must have come back...and this time you targeted the kid. As his thoughts started to race, the kid started to giggle once more.

Throwing her arms up she cheered, "I made spaghetti!" Sans stood there, frozen in place. As he looked closer, he saw that the red wasn't blood, but tomato sauce. He collapsed to the floor, slowly feeling his soul trying to wither away~ "this kid's gonna kill me."

Bonbon looked down at Sans as he laid on the floor, muttering to himself. She started to giggle when she saw a tiny comical ghost with his face on it coming out of his mouth. "You're funny" she giggled. She ran past him and went upstairs to check on Papyrus. Seeing as he was still asleep, she tipped toed towards his race car bed. "Psst, Papy? Are you asleep?" Peeking over his bed she saw that he didn't move. She then climb on to his bed and proceeded on patting his face. He kept sleeping. Determined, she climbed down to find a box of bones. Picking up the two of the smallest ones in the batch, she went back to his bed. Removing his blanket, she looked at the exposed rib and spine and started tapping away. Papyrus' bones began making a small tone every time she tapped at them. Causing him to wake up in a fit of laughter.

"P..Please S...Stop!" Papyrus opened his eye sockets. Bonbon giggled at her victory on having successfully waking him. "TINY HUMAN! WHY ARE YOU COVERED IN TOMATOE SAUCE?"

"You two were sleeping so long. Which made me want to make you a surprise to say thank you!"

"HOW LONG WERE WE ASLEEP?"

"Hmmm...two days."

" TWO DAYS?!" Bonbon giggled and ran back to the kitchen as she saw Papyrus' eyes bug out.

She grabbed a couple of pillows and stacked them onto one of the kitchen chairs and seated herself, eagerly waiting for the brothers to join her. She looked at Sans, who had sat opposite of her. "...thanks...for the meal" he wasn't to eager to try out the cooking of somone who would leave the kitchen in the same state as Undyne. Having changed back to his 'battle body' he strolled to the kitchen, the mess not bothering him in the slightest. Since it was cleaner then when he cooked with the caption of the royal guard.

"TINY HUMAN, NOT THAT I DON'T APPRECIATE THAT YOU HAVE PREPARED US A MEAL, BUT I WOULD PREFER IT IF YOU REFRAIN FROM USING SHARP OBJECTS...UNTIL YOU'RE ABOUT SANS' HEIGHT."

" bro, that really..."

"SANS...NO"

"cut me down-"

"SANS IT'S WAY TO EARLY-"

"to the bone!"

"SANS WHY!" Bonbon started to laugh, "DON'T ENCOURAGE HIM"

"Papy you shouldn't get mad 'fusilli' reasons or your life will start to 'spirali' out of control, and I love 'puninnis'. Oh the spaghetti is getting cold!" Hearing the strings of puns, Papyrus grabbed Bonbon into his arms.

"NYHOHOHOHO! SANS WHAT HAVE YOU DON'T TO MY TINY HUMAN! YOU HAVE CORRUPTED HER WITH YOUR BAD PUNS!" Bonbon wiggling free from his grasp, looked at Sans, who was turning blue from trying to hold in his laughter.

"The last one wasn't a pun though...the spaghetti is getting cold." Going back to her seat, the brothers apologized for not having tried the meal she had made. Bonbon eyes widen in anticipation as they both put a fork full of noodles into their mouth. Papyrus eyes sparkle and wept with pride as he tasted the meal.

"TINY HUMAN THIS IS THE BEST SPAGHETTI I HAVE EVER TASTED!"

" not bad munchkin, this is pretty good." Bonbon stood on her chair and started dancing at their praise. " okay kid, you did good, but you better sit down before my brother here starts choking." Bonbon looked towards Papyrus who looked like he was about to jump off his chair.

Bonbon giggled as she sat down, " I like you two, you guys are funny!"