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The clash of lightning vibrated the world around you. Wet was the rain that pelted against your fur. Cold and in pain. Blood leaking from your cracked and cut paw pads. But you could not stop. Doing so would only end in your death.

A human yell in the distance could be heard. Their angry shouts fuel you to push yourself faster. To run as far and as swiftly as you could. But they were not the only ones. Growls and barks from your own kind followed the human's. Their panting breaths getting closer as each second passed. But you wouldn’t allow them to catch you so easily. They would have to work for it if they wished to bring you back to that horrible place.

It hadn’t been more than seven moons since you had lost your way from your human. A squirrel serving as the proper distraction to get you away from your loving and caring home. Having chased it for many streets until you had became lost to where you were. That was when the human that was now chasing you picked you up. They had tossed you into the back of their van along with several others like yourself. Some young while a good handful were in their golden years.

You didn’t know at first why they had taken you. The drive lasting longer than you were used to. But when it ended you only wished that you had stayed in your home. Stayed in the comfort of your bed. Listened to your human when they had told you not to leave the fence line.

The place they had taken you smelled heavily of blood. Metal cages were stacked over one another save for a very large cage in the shape of a ring. Metal bars reinforcing it to keep those on the outside safe. You didn’t know at the time why that big cage was there but as the days came and went so did the ones that had been in the van with you adding to the stink of metal that plugged your nose. Sometimes they were lucky. Leaving the big cage with just a few wounds to lick while others had to be dragged out, their limp bodies mangled and bloody.

You had been planning your escape for a long time. Watching. Paying attention to anything and everything that happened. Creating plans and ideas that were either to risky or often times not enough. But as time passed you soon came to the conclusion that your only way to escape was when you were about to fight. When it was your turn to go again, having just barely survived the last few times, that had been where you tried to escape. And you did! You didn’t know how you had managed to do it but you were not going to stop yourself to turn back and look. You just wanted to run as fast as you could and prayed that you could loose them for long enough to find your way back home.

Mud covered ground turned into concrete. The forested area where you had escaped from turning into an urban jungle. The smell of farm life and manure switching into car fumes and smog. The pads of your paws hurt more now that you were running on a harder surface. The sting urging you that you stop and rest. But they were still following you. There was no time to think of resting just yet.

Coming to an area that seemed dark enough to hold many hiding spots you turned down several alleyways. Your plan? To run circles around them. Allow the rain to wash your scent away as you backtracked and darted from one street to another. Hopping over dumpsters and knocking down boxes in the hopes that they would distract them and make them lose your scent. There were several spots you could hide. Some of them just big enough for you to hide in. Spaces thin enough that only you could get into.

When you thought you had done enough you trotted into a darker alley. It was almost pitch black back here. The smell of mildew and rain keeping your nose from picking up any other scents. You did see a big wooden crate though. It was much larger than you. Perhaps three of you high? And you were pretty tall yourself. Not as tall as the bigger dogs you had seen but a good enough size. Perhaps you could hide in there for a while. Hide out inside until you were sure that the two dogs that were trying to find you gave up.

Lowering your head you took a tentative step forward while sniffing to see if the crate itself was not already owned by anyone. Unbeknownst to you though while you were looking in front of you, you were attacked from behind.

Jaws locked around your leg. Large fang like teeth drove themselves into your muscle threatening to hit bone. Searing pain shot up your leg causing you to yelp. And then there was the strong tug that pulled you off balance sending you to land into the dirty wet ground. Turning your head you bared your teeth as you tried to snap them in the direction of your attacker. But the threat fell on blind eyes and deaf ears. Another tug, much more forceful this time, and you were sent crashing into the stack of smaller wooden crates that had been piled high. The impact causing a few of them to land on you further adding pain to your new wounds.

“Haha! Nice one~.” A familiar voice said amused. You didn’t have to look to know who it belonged to. The owner of it being one that you had became all to familiar with during your time in that hell hole. An absolute unit of a black Mastiff. The one that they all called King. Scars could be found seldom and few along his body. Unlike yours, which you now had a few more to add on your total count. “But did I not tell you to keep her all together?”

“Sorry boss, the damn bitch tried to get me so I had to shake her up a bit.” Gunner, King’s lacky who was not much taller than the muscular Mastiff, said lowering his head as King came towards you.

You growled when he stepped closer. You tried to get up but your body, more so your back legs, refused to allow you to do so. Still though that didn’t stop you from trying to snap at King when his paw got a little to close for you to grab it. “You’re the bitch Gunner. Attacking someone from behind is a coward’s move.” You snarled which earned you one from the large mutt of a dog.

“Why you little sh-“ Gunner growled making a move to get to you but was stopped by the glare that King sent his way.

When King turned his face back to you the hard look softened slightly. Leaning down his tongue came out to lick up the blood that was leaking from your injured leg in a caring way. But you wouldn’t relax because of it. If anything, it just pissed you off even more. Ever since you had came to the Ring, as the humans called it, King had his sights on you. From the moment you left that giant cage the first time he had been pestering you to join his pack. Be his right-hand bitch. But you knew better than to do that. You had seen the ones he had already. The once beautiful, elegant looking dogs turned into thin broken heaps of bone and skin after he had grown tired of them. And the pups they gave him, it hurt you to much to even think about them. The poor things sent to their death all because they didn’t match up to his standards. You tried to kick at him but he moved his face away from your leg before you had the chance to actually get him.

 “You might as well finish me off now King. I’m not going back to that place. I’m not going back to fight anymore.” You growled glaring daggers at him while showing off the very teeth you had used to keep yourself alive in that place.

Now that made King laugh again. His loud voice ringing in the dark alley. “Oh sweet naive Y/n, even if you say that I’ll still bring you back. I’ve already made up my mind long ago to claim you as my own. There’s no one else like you. No one else that has everything I’m looking for in a pack mother except you. And the pups we’ll have, heheh, they’ll be perfect for the life we’ll lead as rulers of the Ring. And fighting? If letting your streak go will make you feel better then that’s fine. It’s not like you will be fighting anyways once your properly pupped. I can’t have my little prince die before he’s even able to step foot in the pit on his own.”

“Your disgusting.” You spat only to flinch when his face appeared quickly next to yours. A low growl that practically made you want to curl up into a ball made you close your eyes.

“Be as it may, you are still coming with me. Now get your ass up on your own or I’ll drag you back myself.” King said venomously not hiding the threat in his voice.

“Such noisy pups you all are.”

All heads, including yours turned to the large crate. The low toned voice coming from its depths sounded eerie. Like it hadn’t been used in a long time while also holding a dignified tone to it. You couldn’t see the owner of the voice though. Nothing but the ink like darkness was able to be seen. It seemed though that you were not the only one getting a weird vibe from hearing the voice either. King and Gunner both stood at attention ready to attack.

“Who’s there? Come out and show yourself properly rather than hiding in the shadows like a scared welp.” King said trying to sound confident and threatening at the same time.

“Whoever said I was hiding?” The voice said closer this time. To close almost as if, you turned your head and sure enough there was the owner of it sitting right next to you separating you and King. He was huge. A beast of a dog, or at least you thought he was, that sat bigger than any Great Dane or other large dog you had ever seen. His fur was just as black as the shadows. Long and thick even when the rain soaked it. Speaking of which it was right at this moment that it had started to stop. The large droplets not sinking to deep into his pelt before rolling down to land on the concrete below. “For ones claiming to be fighters you lot don’t seem to pay much attention to what’s around you. A very dangerous habit you have there.”

Gunner was the only one to jump in surprise at the sudden fact that this new dog was here. King on the other hand looked calm. His eyes looking the new dog up and down gauging to see if he was a threat or if he could very well kill this dog for interfering. You secretly hoped though that King wouldn’t want to fight. You secretly prayed to anything at this point for him to grow at least one braincell that wasn’t focused on the Ring and decided to leave. Leave and leave you here even if it meant that this new dog killed you instead. For you would rather die at the paws of another creature other than King or Gunner themselves.

“And who are you?” King asked trying to stand tall even though there was a very clear height difference between the much larger dog and himself. “I haven’t seen a mutt like you around these parts before.”

“That is because your small mind never dared to face what hides in the dark. Tell me what would it do if I told you that this female here was already claimed by me?” The larger dog asked thumping his long tail onto the ground by your paws once.

“I’d call you an idiot. Say that your own mind was full of worms, old mutt.” King said, his hackles rising as a deep growl rumbled from his chest. “This bitch here is mine ‘n unless you want to end up just like the others I suggest you back off. Go stick your nose in a pile of shit and leave us alone.”

“Worms? Is that all you were able to think of? Well, I can see why, after all your friend there is dying from them.” He said turning his head to look over at Gunner. Gunner on the other hand looked confused. He was as healthy as could be. There were no signs that he had any parasites or worms visible that you knew of.

“The hell are you talking about? I don’t have any of those.” Gunner asked accusingly. Baring his teeth he looked like he was going to take a step forward but froze. His body went stiff then. Standing there as if he was frozen in time. Until the shaking began. His body trembling as if he was freezing. Then came the wheezing. The heavy wet sound of something filling his lungs. “Wh-What did you do…to me?”

 Your sight became dark as what you presumed was the strange dog’s tail covered your eyes. You didn’t know why he had done it but hearing what was happening, the sounds Gunner was now making, made you sure glad he did. There was the familiar sounds of someone throwing up. The slosh of something wet and thick splattering onto the ground. Whines of both fear and pain. Something terrible was happening to Gunner. Something that sounded like it was coming from within him.

“Bossh…” Gunner's voice slurred. “H..el..p…me.”

You could only presume that Gunner had tried to step towards King. The sound of annoyed disgust and the clicking on claws on a piece of wood telling you that he must have stepped back. There was a whine, another heave, then a thud. A heavy body landing onto the wet solid ground close by.

 Silence didn’t come right away. If anything it was filled with the sounds of something slimy sliding or crawling over another. Squelching sounds wet and gross slithered into your ears making you want to cover them as your own form of disgust grew. Then with what sounded like Gunner’s breath leaving his body everything had finally gone quiet. You didn’t even hear King.

Had he ran off? Did whatever happen to Gunner cause King to freak out and run? You didn’t hear him if he did. Yet at the same time you doubted he would go without saying anything. King always had to have the last word. So then he must have been horrified by what had just happened. But what had happened? You wanted to see.

You tried to move your head. You wanted to see what was going on but, for some strange reason, you couldn’t. It was like the tail laying across your face weighed more than it should have. Like it was more than just his tail that was on you. But it wasn’t. You didn’t feel any pressure. No pain on your head. Nothing letting you know that he was forcing you to stay there. So then why couldn’t you move? Were you just that weak? Did all that energy you used to escape the Ring finally catch up to you?

Your body flinched when King’s voice barked out in the alley. The boom of it bouncing off of the brick and rock walls. “What in the hell did you do? No dog can do something like that. Speak! What are you monster!?”

The sound of a maniacal laugh grew. From a muffled chuckle to a full out boisterous laugh every part of the alley filled with it. Though gleeful and elated the laugh sounded to you  though, and you were sure to King as well, it sounded like it came from someone who was practically insane. The cackles and the laughs reminding you of those dog like things your master called hyenas.

“Monster~. It has been so long since I had heard that word come out of something’s mouth. But yes~, that is what I am. Old and ragged, yes~, but still every bit of one.” The other dog said sounding very pleased. Humming and chuckling as he spoke.

“Your insane.” King's voice snapped back.

“Thank you. It feels nice that someone noticed.”

Then there was silence again. But you knew it was because King was weighing his options. If Gunner was dead like you thought he was then that would mean that King, if he chose to fight, would have to do it alone. And if this dog had taken Gunner out without having to lift his tail off of your face and cause King to sound so weary then this dog here might be a danger to him. There could be a chance that King, the ruler of the Ring, had finally met a dog he could not fight.

And you actually laughed at that. A delightful sound that no doubt had both dogs turn to look at you. All this time. After all these moons. The one to have King finally give him a run for his money was an older, bigger, and looney dog that lived in a crate on the streets. How comical it all was. Really you actually thought that a time like this would come when King was older and he knew better than to choose stronger looking dogs to fight in the Ring. But nope, all it actually took was for you to lead him right into the territory of a stray.

“Why are you laughing? Don’t you know that this thing can kill you too?” King shouted anger rising at the fact that you weren’t taking this as seriously as he was.

Your laughing stopped. For dramatics of course. On the inside you were still having the time of your life laughing and loving the thoughts of King finally meeting his match. “Like I said King, I don’t care. Whether we both die or just me, I don’t mind. Either way I won’t be going back to the Ring with you nor will I have your pups. And if that means being killed by this one in order to make that happen then I am perfectly fine with that.”

“Well said~.” The strange dog said with a pleased hum.

“Thank you.” You said sweetly. You didn’t know why but you liked it when he praised you. So much so that you would have your tail wagging if you could move it right now.

“Very well then.” King growled not doing much to seethe his anger. “Go ahead and die. But if I ever see you again you already know what will happen.”

“Okie dokie.” You said passing his words off as if they didn’t threaten you at all. Of course that made him even more angry but it seemed like he didn’t act on it. His brain actually working for once telling him not to be that stupid.

An angry huff was all you heard before you finally heard him leave. You wanted to scoff at him for that. Did he actually believe that just because this dog had killed Gunner that you were going to willingly go with King? Was he really that stupid or did those cropped ears of his not work? Seriously how prideful and highly did he think of himself?!? He didn’t out right run out of there. You truly knew King’s pride wouldn’t allow him to do that at least. But you did notice that his exit was rather fast in itself. And it wasn’t until you couldn’t hear his steps nor smell him in the breeze that you finally relaxed.

Fear still clung to you though. Like a tick on a deer that has yet to bite. You didn’t know what this larger dog was going to do to you. You very well could die from him. Just a simple turn of his head and a clamp to your throat. A jerk or a twist of his jaws. And that would be it for you. All the pain and suffering you had to deal with would be gone in a moment. But that would also only be if this stranger had the plan of killing you quickly. Gunner’s did not seem that way. The way it sounded; it was horrifying. Like he turned into mush or something. You prayed that wouldn’t happen to you. You hoped that this male would be more lenient. To send you to whatever or wherever that came after death.

“You can get up now child. I will not have helped you if I had intended on killing you.” He said lifting his tail off of your face.

When he did your body was able to move again. Well more like fully relax. For some reason you felt extremely stiff. Then again you just had a tense encounter not to long ago so you could see why your body felt like it had locked up.

“Thank you?” You asked opening your eyes to look up at him from where you had last seen him. Yet he wasn’t there. Instead he sat himself in front of you a tail and a half lengths away. That’s where you were able to get a good look at him.

 The afternoon sun helped with that somewhat. Though it did not reach to far into the alley way it gave you enough light to see all the different details of his fur. For example his fur was indeed just as inky black as you had previously thought save for his face and his paws. His face had a grey/white color on it making him look like a skeleton. Almost like someone had actually painted a skull on his face. His paws were the same. They looked like they had been dipped into the same color. But on the top of his paws was a good sized black dot. Going back to his face though there were two other things that caught your attention. One being that his eyes, the parts that were usually white were black. His iris being the only other thing to hold color and those in itself were an eerily white. The second thing was the two long scars that ran in different directions. One up and over his skull from one eye while the other went down his muzzle stopping just as it was about to reach the split of his mouth.

“There is no need to be thankful. I did not do it just for a simple act of mercy.” He said looking down at you with a scowl.

“Then why did you help me? If its for making pups then you can forget that right now. Like I told King I am no ones breeding mare.” You growled showing the tops of your teeth in warning. “Sterilized is what you will be if you dare to try anything.”

“Oh I believe you. That is why I want you to help my older pup. Rough him up a bit. Put him in his place like a good pack mother should. Only then could he be saved from the death that awaits him. The others were to lenient and not strong willed, that is how he ended up in the predicament he is in now.” He said sounding like he was annoyed just by mentioning his son. “They will take good care of you there where they live. The humans know the worth of my pups. There will be no more fighting or killing to be had there less you so choose to discipline my son. Then by all means, gladly do so.”

“And who are your pups?” You asked noticing that the boxes that had landed on you were now gone. When and how they had been removed you had no clue. Perhaps you had lost feeling in your legs because you already lost so much blood? You moved your back leg to see but you held in a yelp from the sharp pain that spread up from your back side to your spine. Nope. Definitely still felt that.

“How rude of you. Did your sire not teach you proper manners on introducing oneself first.” The large dog said giving you a snort of a huff.

“Yes, actually. In fact, my human told me not to give out information to strange dogs lurking in dark alleyways first.” You told him matter of factly as you tried to get to your feet. The pain was definitely there. There was no real way to ignore it. But you put your best paw forward in sitting yourself in the exact same way this much taller dog sat.

“The sass on this one.” He said acting like he couldn’t believe you would be sarcastic with him. “Very well then, you may address me as Gaster.”

“And your pups?”

“The name they received at birth are Sans and Papyrus, however, their human and the others call them something else. Sans is the one you will need to fix. He will be the one that will require the most work. Their person, or master as you call the humans, will help you so do not be afraid to try and get their help from time to time.” Gaster explained as he stood. His true size making itself known now. “Can you walk? We have a far distance to go seeing as how they live on the outskirts of the city.”

“I’m sure I can walk, just don’t know how far.” You said standing up yourself. You tried setting some of your weight down on your injured leg but quickly stopped from doing that. Looks like you were gana have to start hobbling. How did that rescue dog your owner let you have play dates with do it? Was it his front-left then right? Or was it right, back, then left?

“Good, then let us get going before the rain comes down again.” Gaster said turning away from you as his much larger strides already took him towards the entrance to the alleyway.

You didn’t have much time in saying anything to him as you followed. All your energy and all your will power was being used to get you close enough to him to not lose him. Then again for such a large dog one wouldn’t think that loosing something of his size could possibly happen. Yet as mile after mile you traveled, he had nearly given you the slip. Disappearing momentarily and popping up further ahead almost as if he had ran or something to get there. Then there was the way he walked. You almost wanted to bite your tongue off for mentioning this but he was as elegant as a damn cat. Moving his body so fluidly like they did. Almost like he was made of liquid. There was another word than cat like that also caught on your tongue. Snake. A deceitful creature that could twist and curl around you squeezing the life out of you taking what it wanted and leaving only a mangled mess behind. That was the feeling you got from Gaster. As if he was made to live in the shadows. It made you think that him showing up in that alley wasn’t merely coincidence after all.

By the time Gaster finally stopped you were practically crumbling. You never knew that your body could hurt this much even if you had been in worse fights than the one you had earlier. If it was not for the fact that you wanted to save face you would have had yourself flopped on the soft grass of the hill you now were on. Allowing yourself to see the last of the sun as it now tried to hide itself behind the large trees of the forested area ahead of you.

“Where are we?” You asked, your head drooping as you tried to keep yourself awake.

“A campground bought and turned into a home for my sons and the others. We will wait here for a moment until you are able to see the lights of the cabins.” He said broadly. Sitting himself he looked around as if he was trying to make sure no one was watching them. Which, in itself, only added to his shady behavior to you.

You didn’t bother to sit. You knew that if you did you would not have been able to get yourself back up. And you doubted Gaster would pick you up and take you to wherever he needed you to go. If anything you figured that he would just leave you where you stood now if you just dropped.

Drop. Drop means that you would be on the ground. The grass was soft. It would definitely make for a nice bed. That didn’t sound to bad right now. You couldn’t remember the last time you slept in some good sun warmed grass. Maybe you could rest your eyes for a bit. There should be plenty of time for you to take a short nap until the lights of the cabin came on, right?

Your head drooped further. Your eyes began to close. The sight of your eyes started to become cloudy. There wasn’t much time to catch yourself. You were unable to steady your legs in time and you clenched your eyes closed tightly in the hopes that maybe you would not feel as much pain if you did not see your own collapse. Yet strangely you did not feel the ground. Instead you were still standing, given that you were standing only half way, leaning against the thick black fur of Gaster.

Immediately you tried to get yourself up. You did not want to trouble this large beast any further let alone owe him anything else. It was bad enough that he wanted you to be apart of his son’s pack but you were sure with the way he was looking at you now there was more to it than just that. You did not want to give him the incentive that you were willing to do other things for him. One favor was enough. You couldn’t afford to owe two.

“I’m fine. I don’t need help to stand.” You said pushing yourself off of him. Stepping away you looked up towards the forested area. “Where is the house. I’d rather find it before it gets to dark.”

You said that but you weren’t sure that if you went alone there might be a chance that you wouldn’t make it. No matter how good of directions Gaster could give you. Your body was growing weaker by the minute after all. In fact, you were pretty sure you were still bleeding. Shouldn’t it have stopped already? Why did it just keep coming? Oh crap. You were getting dizzy now.

Gaster caught you again when you went down a second time. This time he figured you wouldn’t be able to get back to your feet so he ended up grabbing you by the scruff of your neck. The old beast easily lifting you off of the ground. Seeing that you didn’t make a noise when he lifted you he figured that you were finally out.

He had figured that you might not have made it to the cabin on your own. To bad. He would have liked to see his son’s copy’s face seeing you go to another house to seek aid. To see his own son doing the exact thing that squishy weak pitiful excuse of a Sans couldn’t do. Oh how he would love to be up close and personal when devastation clamps its jaws down on him seeing his supposed soulmate claimed by a darker version of himself.

Gaster laughed as he set you down as gently, in his perspective, as he could. “This is going to be good, don’t you agree?” He asked looking as if he was talking to you. Yet the moment that he started to speak a mist just as dark as his fur appeared. It balled and curled around itself as it tried to make an actual shape to it. And when it did finally take form, not solidifying, it took the shape of a cat. Small compared to Gaster only coming up to the large beast’s knee but still rather large for any normal cat. There were no eyes to it just two white dots that seemed to stare at your body for a while before one of them disappeared in the shadows.

“You are going to get her killed if you leave her here. She needs to get to the humans soon.” The cat said sounding concerned.

“That’s why I will be taking her to them myself. I brought her this far, surely you don’t take me for someone so cruel as to just dump her here for someone to find later on~.”

“You brought her here? More like she dragged herself. Do you choose to be ignorant or did you truly not see the trail of blood she left as she tried to follow you?” The cat asked coming up to your sleeping body. A paw rose to set itself onto your injured leg. A small whine slipped past your lips but you did not stir. “The poor thing. She must be in terrible pain.”

“You say that and yet you keep touching her. Move so that I can get her. There is not much time left before the human arrives home. If we don’t move now they will not find her till the morning.” Gaster said shooing the cat aside as he bent down and picked you back up in his large jaws.

Picking you back up and raising you high enough that your hind legs did not touch the ground he began his descent into the forest. By now the sun had finally set and the forest creatures of the night were starting to make their calls and noises. The fact that the sun had disappeared meant that now Gaster was completely invisible to anyone or anything around him. Well… save for the few creatures that saw his eyes turn from their white shine to an eerily crimson red the moment he stepped foot into the darker parts of the forest. 

Chapter Text

The cry of a fox off in the distance sang of its joy somewhere in the darkness of the forest. A lizard scurried into the middle of a dirt road. Its well trained eyes looking for any bugs that had decided to expose themselves onto the moderately flat ground. Up until the headlights of a truck came into view. The blinding beams causing the lizard to scurry the rest of the way as the vibrations and the hum of the engine scared it away.

The truck itself drove for a good distance. The man inside making sure that he did not go off of the road as the twists and turns started to get more complicated. “Why couldn’t they have just made a straight path?” He grumbled under his breath straining his eyes some to see better in the darkness. Thankfully the drive was not that much longer as the security light of his cabin came into view.

It wasn’t knew for him to see the security light on at this hour. Raccoons, opossums, and the occasional rabbit would come into the range of the sensor activating the light while he was gone. Good thing it was solar powered. The electric bill for it if it wasn’t would have been high due to how constantly it turned on. The problem he faced though was that the thing that had set off the light was still there.

A heap of fluffy black fur curled around into a ball laid on the large slab of concrete that made up the space where he parked his truck. Mud, or that’s what it looked like as he pulled up close enough to it, was streaked all over the concrete. Paw prints, scrapes, large already dried splatters marked up the concrete. Thinking that the creature was merely just sleeping he blared his horn at it. This trick usually had all the critters scampering away quickly but it seemed to have taken this one a moment. Its ears picking up some to say that it had heard it. It was slow to get up. Its shoulders sagging and its body looking as if it had no energy. But what had the guy actually get out of the vehicle was when he saw the large amount of liquid that it had been laying in as well as the fact that the creature had only took a few steps before collapsing into a heap back onto the pavement.

It was clear without him having to actually get out that this creature had been attacked. The scene he saw as he hopped out of his truck, leaving the door open, made true to that thought. The markings on the slab of pavement he had thought was mud was in fact dried blood. The markings showing a clear scene telling anyone that this thing had been attacked by a group of dog like animals. Possibly coyotes? There could be a chance of them doing something like this but he didn’t have much faith in that theory. The reason being his own two dogs usually scared those type of animals away. For example the last time he head heard a coyote was last year around spring.

Speaking of his dogs they had been in the back seat of the truck. He had just brought them back from hiking so they were cooling off back there next to the air vents. Well that’s where they were supposed to be. Yet seeing the commotion that was going on and wondering why their owner had yet to put the truck where it belonged they had decided to get out themselves to see. They themselves were massive. Big being to small a word to describe them. Their height standing was practically at the man’s chest. That being said the man himself was rather tall. Possibly a little over six feet. So the fact that they came to his own boob, the larger of the two to be specific, that in itself said that they were indeed much bigger for a large breed of dog.

The shorter of the two came up to the heap of fur first. Lowering his head and sniffing he got as close to it as he could while still being cautious. The larger one on the other hand was making a racket. Growling and barking acting like the fact this hurt animal had committed some sort of crime by laying where it lied. But a grunt of a bark from the shorter one quieted the other down.

“Any ideas on what it is big guy?” The man asked looking to the shorter beast as it got up to walk around the other side of the messed up animal. Its nose this time prodding the animal’s hind leg. The reaction was instant. A yelp of pain and it had momentarily came to life again as it lifted its head up to snap its jaws at the one who had hurt it. The attacker in question licking his nose from the fresh blood that had gotten on it as it backed away a step out of the injured creatures range.

“Ah shit it’s a dog. How the hell did it get way out here?” He asked as he too bent down to take a look at it. The hurt dog growled letting him know that it was not at all happy with what was going on.

You couldn’t see much of what was happening around you. At first you had thought that you were finally getting that nice sleep you had always wanted since entering the Ring. The feeling of sleeping deeply with no dreams whatsoever allowing your exhausted body a grand amount of rest. Yet as you laid there, on the hard yet pleasingly warm surface, you saw a light shine through your closed eyes. And if it wasn’t enough there was a blare of a car horn.

Had you ended up back in the city? No right? You can remember walking out of it and trekking your damaged body for miles as you followed Gaster. You growled remembering that prick. Could he have been the one to dropped you back off in the city? Was he lying to you when he had said that somewhere below the hill was the place his sons had lived? Was he trying to make you weaker by making you waste all your energy by walking? But what purpose would that serve?

Whatever the purpose was it did not matter anymore. You could smell not hide nor hair of him anywhere. That or the smell of your own blood had finally made you nose blind.

Getting up as the horn continued you tried to get away from the bright light and the ear splitting sound. But you didn’t make it that far. Two steps forward and you ended up back in a heap on the ground. Fuck it. If whatever human wanted to run you over for laying in their way then so be it. You didn’t mind being a carcass on the side of the road at this point. You just hoped the vultures picked you clean in one piece. The idea of having your bones scattered everywhere didn’t sit so well in your mind.

The sound of feet landing on gravel made you close your eyes. It seemed the human was curious about you. Either that or it was going to drag you off of the road so that your body wouldn’t get stuck under its truck. You didn’t want to be in the grass though. That’s where all the bugs were and you weren’t going to just die slowly while still being bitten and nipped at by all those creepy crawlies.

When the door to the truck stayed open though two new scents touched your nose. The smell of unfamiliar dogs. They smelled of sun and dirt like they had been running in a dry pasture all day. Guess you didn’t go nose blind after all.

“WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?” A shout rang out causing you to flinch. Guess your ears might be the ones that will be lost next if this guy, judging by the tone and boisterousness of his voice was, kept shouting. “HOW DARE A STRAY MONGREL TRY AND DIE HERE IN MY TERRITORY! SPEAK IF YOU CAN MUTT. WHO ARE YOU?”

 You kept your silence not having the patience or energy to deal with this screaming snob.

“it’s a female boss. banged up pretty badly.” The other dog said. You felt his nose get close as he took large sniffs of you. Practically taking in your scent by the mouthful.

“I DON’T CARE IF IT’S A HE, SHE, OR IT! IT HAS TO GO! HUMAN! I DEMAND YOU REMOVE THIS THING FROM MY SIGHT THIS INSTANCE!” The annoying one barked stomping his foot onto the ground like he was a child throwing a tantrum.

“if ya have a nose boss ya know better than me why we can’t let him do that. ‘n I aint talk’en bout the blood.” He said. His voice sounded both pleased, annoyed, and worried at the same time. For what reason you had no clue at the moment.

“Any ideas on what it is big guy?” The human asked. It was a he. A moderately young one but definitely a mature human none the less. You couldn’t see much of him. Your eyes were so blurry and all you could make out was the shape of his shoes as he came close to you.

What had you seeing hot white spots though and causing you to yelp was when one of the dogs practically shoved his nose into your injured side. The pain was unbearable now. It seemed like the longer you had left it untended to the worse it was getting. Lunging to where you guessed the one that had poked you had been you snapped your jaws at him. A whine like growl escaping your lips before you collapsed back onto the ground not even bothering at this point if you injured yourself more by not cushioning it by lowering it slowly.

“Ah shit it’s a dog. How the hell did it get way out here?” You heard the human ask as he came closer to you.

I followed a prick of a bitch. You thought to yourself recalling Gaster again. The fact that he was not here right now must have meant that the two dogs you felt and smelled were his pups. The so called sons he had talked about. So instead of introducing you properly the dick had just dropped you off where you guessed they lived. You couldn’t blame his pups if they had bad blood with him. The fucker had it rough with you now to. The bastard. When I see him again I’ll bite his balls clean off. See if he can make any more pups without them.

But by listening to the dogs voices they didn’t sound like puppies. They were definitely older. Then again you should have figured that much out from the description on what Gaster had wanted you to do to them. You wanted to sigh at your slow mind. This would have been so much easier if they were just young puppies instead of already adult dogs.

You flinched when you felt a hand touch your muzzle. A growl of warning was what you gave him. Although you were fine with him taking a look at you the fact that humans were the ones that got you into this mess in the first place made you not want him to touch you. Yet at the same time you were to weak to even bother yourself with biting. The last good amount of energy you had went into that snap you had done a moment ago.

“That’s it, your gana be ok. Heh. You're a lucky one. Of all the cabins in these woods you ended up at the vets house.” He said with a chuckle.

A vet? What was that? You don’t remember your human ever talking to you about a vet. They really only spoke about animals and all sorts of random facts they had learned off of that square like thing they carried around in their hand. The one that made all sorts of noises and played songs you and they liked to sing to.

The hand on your face went away. The warmth of it being replaced with the cold of the world once again. You whined softly wanting him to come back. To warm you up again.

“Alright bud just stay here. I’m gana grab something and then I’ll bring you inside. Edge, make sure they don’t run off.” The human said giving you a different name than what Gaster had told you. But then again humans did tend to change your name once you started to live with them. That and he also said their human also called them by something else. But you were curious. Which one of them was Edge?

“WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME SUCH A THING? DO YOU NOT HAVE EYES HUMAN? CLEARLY SHE IS IN NO STATE TO MOVE AROUND ON HER OWN.”

Ah… Guess that’s the loud one.

There was the sound of the truck door closing along with the shuffle of gravel being stepped on. It didn’t take long for you to see the human come up to you again. But this time instead of him bending down to pet your face you felt something cover you. Your world went black after that. Your sight going dark and your nose filling with the scents of Gaster’s sons. It wasn’t soft. You wouldn’t consider it a blanket. Perhaps a towel of sorts. Either way it was one of the softest things you had felt in a long while.

Wanting to sleep under the covering you closed your eyes. Only the sleep you wanted to get didn’t come when you were grabbed and hoisted into the human’s arms. Oh the things you told him for doing that. The pain you felt fueled by the anger of being man handled like you had just been making you shout every word with pain fueled anger.

“heh, got a mouth on this one boss.” You heard the shorter one say from below you.

“SO LONG AS SHE DOES NOT SHARE IN YOUR OWN KIND OF VULGARITY, SANS, THEN HER WRATH IS JUSTLY DUE.” Came the other one from the other side.

Ah so Edge was Papyrus and the one with the softer voice was Sans. That would make things easier. Though you did wonder what the human called Sans. Right now though you were trying to bite your tongue. You were running out of curses and words to say that you were already starting to become incoherent. By this point you were even cursing the towel. For what it had done you weren’t sure but you were damn well going to find a reason.

The ride you had been taken on ended after a couple of minutes. You felt the human lay you down on another hard surface. One that smelled of chemicals. The air where you were at now was even colder. Almost like winter had found its way into the early part of the hot season. There was also a soft hum that was constant. You found it familiar. A familiar sound you had heard when you were at home staying inside with your human. Perhaps that was it. Maybe he had brought you inside of his house.

“There we go. Don’t wiggle now. We don’t want you getting any worse than you already are.” The human said his voice getting further away but not by much. There was banging of cabinets and you could hear a metal tin of sorts clanking against something. That’s when you realized what he was doing.

There were times when the humans in the Ring wanted a dog to keep fighting even after they had been torn and ripped. Those were usually the favored ones. Like Gunner when he had a gash on his chest. You remembered him talking about how the human had fucked up by leaving a part of it open. So was that what this human was going to do to you? Was he going to stop your leg from finally hurting?

You grew nervous suddenly when the idea that if he did save you there could be a chance that when you woke up your leg would be gone. Just like that rescue dog. You didn’t want that. You wanted to be whole. Or as whole as you could be. Then there was the thought of if it would be painful. You had a tolerance for pain, that was true, but right now you weren’t sure if you could handle anymore than what you already experienced.

A soft scared whine came from your covered face. Even your body started to tremble. Though you were not sure if it was because you were scared or if it was because your body was getting cold. What you did know was that you got spooked slightly when a cold wet nose touched your own.

“ ‘s ok sweetheart.” You heard Sans say. His breath warming your snout. “Jason ‘s gana fix ya up real nice. once he gives ya that first pinch ya aint gana feel no more pain for a while.”

“Just don’t let him take my leg.” You responded weakly. Your voice at this point was hoarse and raspy. The towel that was around you moved. You felt the human’s hand touch your back and then move your skin around. Like he was looking for something. Then when you thought he had found the spot he was looking for there was the pinch that Sans had spoke of. Then, like Sans had said, the pain had started to fade away.

“I’m… scared.” You mumbled out finding yourself getting sleepy. You could still feel your body being messed with but you couldn’t feel what was being done. It was like when Gaster had gotten you to stay still with just his tail. It was so weird. Weird and new. And new right now was a scary thing to you.

“heh, don’t worry bout ‘nything. ya can take a nap. i'll stay with ya here until ya wake up.”

You heard him. Not trusting fully, but you heard what he had told you. And at this point you might as well just go with it. So you allowed yourself to sleep. To take the time now without the pain to relax. To allow your body the rest it had been demanding from you.

Deep was the sleep you had been given. You rested there on that table for what felt like forever. Even when you felt Jason move you again. The cold air turning warm. The hard slab he had you on turning into a plush cushion. A rather nice and generously padded cushion to. Another plus was that the smell of chemicals went away. The scent you had now smelled homely. Soft scents that wafted as the AC turned on and off, food cooking at one point, and the scents of Papyrus and Sans.

Their scent was stronger most of the time. No doubt coming to check on you to see if you died already. Papyrus from his initial performance when they found you told you enough that he was going to be a hard bone to chew. Hell maybe even find palatable. But you knew how to deal with his kind. Be submissive but not fully. Make them think you are giving them control when you still had a good chunk of it.

Sans was another story. From what you were told he was going to be a handful. So far though he seemed fine. He talked and even comforted you in your pain and exhaustion induced panic. But just because you had that one moment with him did not mean that you got the whole picture. Surely one of them had to be just like Gaster. And although Papyrus had his pompous attitude that made you want to bite him he did not seem like Gaster fully. Sans had to be the one to have Gaster's cunning and snake like demeanor.

You weren’t sure how long it actually was that you had slept. Minutes, hours, days, it all seemed so quick which ever it was. So much so that when you finally started to stir your body had become a brick. The constant laying on one side had made your body stiffer than a dry board in the middle of July. Even picking up your head hurt you.

“Fucking body aches.” You grumbled under your breath as you tried to roll onto your belly from your uninjured side. As you tried to stretch you felt something tug on your front right leg. Opening your eyes you had to squint a bit for them to focus enough to see that it had been wrapped with some sort of grey cloth. It also had this weird tube thing coming out of it that lead up to a bag on a stick. “What in the chicken fuckery is this?” You asked.

“THAT WOULD BE YOUR IV. DON’T YOU DARE THINK ABOUT PULLING ON IT. IT IS TO GIVE YOU NOURISHMENT SINCE YOUR WEAK BODY HAS NOT BEEN ABLE TO EAT THESE PAST FIVE DAYS.” Papyrus voice boomed as he appeared almost out of nowhere. Which was fucking odd because when you turned to look at him you noticed that the floor was made of hard wood. Surely you would have heard the scrape of his nails on it.

 Speaking of which, now that your fucking eyes were working, you almost shat yourself when you actually got a good look at the loud pompous dog. And boy was dog the wrong word to use. Because in all reality he didn’t look like a dog. He looked like a damn wolf. Well at least in body shape and size if he didn’t look so lean and basically had stilts strapped to his legs. The rest though looked as if someone had taken some fur dye and colored red stripes all the way down his black fur. Starting from the back of his neck all the way down to his tail. Hell there were even red stripes on his legs. And his eyes? Black just like Gaster’s only instead with a red pupil and the two scars were centered over one eye. It made him look as if he had won a rather dangerous fight.. Woah, dude looked bad ass you did have to say. Like some fucking hell hound from those horror shows your human liked to watch.

“I’ve been out for five days? Heh, talk about a short nap.” You said jokingly placing your head between your paws. No use trying to move around when you were basically tethered to your life support.

“DO NOT GET USED TO IT. IN MY PACK LAZYBONES ARE NOT TOLERATED.”

“Uh huh.”

“WE HAVE A STRICT AND HIGH MAINTENANCE FITNESS SCHEDULE THAT MUST NOT BE MISSED.”

“Cool.”

“AND AS ALPHA IT IS MY DUTY THAT ALL MEMBERS OF MY PACK ARE HEALTHY.”

“Sounds about right.”

“…”

“ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?” Papyrus asked accusingly.

“Of course.” You lied. You didn’t hear a lick of what he was saying. All you were doing was trying to allow whatever juice that was being pumped into you to keep working its magic and maybe get a few more winks of sleep in. “Say, which one of you is Papyrus? I heard the names Papyrus and Sans thrown around here and there along with Edge. But other than you and the short one I haven’t seen a third dog around.”

You didn’t need to ask that question. You already knew who was who and that there wasn’t a third dog in the house. Yet if you just blatantly said their names without them introducing themselves first they would surely grow suspicious of you. Hell even throw you out. And you couldn’t have that. You didn’t want to test it but you knew that if you tried to escape this place that Gaster wouldn’t be far behind. No doubt the fucker would try to drag your ass back her and you did not have to be stupid to know that you wouldn’t end up in one whole piece this time.

For some reason your question seemed to perk Papyrus up a bit. “THAT WOULD BE ME. I AM THE MAGNIFICENT AND POWERFUL PAPYRUS! I ALSO GO BY THE NAME OF EDGE, HOWEVER, THAT IS ONLY WHAT THE HUMAN’S CALL ME. THE SHORTER ONE IS MY BROTHER SANS. BE CAREFUL WITH THAT ONE. AS GREAT WOLF-DOGS WE MAY BE, MY BROTHER TAKES ON THE TRAITS OF A HOUND. DO NOT FALL FOR HIS FLIRTATIOUS TRICKS AND HIS DISGRACEFULL PUNS. I WILL NOT TOLERATE IT IF YOU BECOME CORRUPTED BY HIM. AND AS FAR AS THE THIRD DOG GOES, THAT WOULD BE YOU.”

“Oh well that’s nice. My name is Y/n. It is very nice to meet you Papyrus. I would get up to greet you properly as my temporary alpha but as you can see I’m a little strung up at the moment.” You said picking up and waving the paw slowly that had the IV drip connected to it.

“TEMP-…DO NOT WORRY ABOUT THAT NOW. YOU CAN ALWAYS GIVE ME A PROPPER GREETING OF MY STATUS ONCE YOU ARE WELL ENOUGH TO STAND ON YOUR OWN.” Papyrus said seeming to look shocked for some reason. “WHEN THAT TIME COMES YOU WILL ALSO START TAKING UP THE DUTIES OF A PACK MOTHER AS WELL.”

“Ah, well don’t get your hopes to high. The last guy that wanted me to be his puppy mill ended up dead. Well, his lackey did. Hence why my leg looks like Swiss cheese.” You said deciding to lay back down on your side. Your leg felt like you wanted to stretch it but you didn’t do so completely incase you hurt it any further.

“deadly and cute. Look at that boss, gouda know she meets all of your qualifications huh.” You heard Sans voice say behind you. Well more like he was at your side but now that you were laying on it now you would consider it your back where he was. You didn’t jump nor flinch but it did give you a little bit of a spook to find him there, again not having heard him like you had not heard Papyrus. Were their nails so short that they didn’t click on the floor or was it the fact that their pads were so thick? You’ll have to pay attention when Papyrus walks away.

“SANS! ARE YOU SERIOUSLY MAKING PUNS AT THIS TIME!?” Papyrus yelled louder than what you assumed was his usual.

“brie-lieve it or not Paps its actually the best time for ‘em.” Sans said with a wheeze of a chuckle.

Turning your head you looked up at him. He looked relatively the same as Papyrus save for the fact that his fur was either thicker or he had a good layer of fat on him. The stripes on him were also red but they stopped at his back rather than going down his legs as well. His eyes were also the same. Crimson red, the color of so many beautiful and deadly things.

“afternoon sweetheart.” Sans said turning his attention to you while… did he just wink? He did! He just winked at you. “told ya I’d stay till ya woke up.”

“Did you now.” You said rather than asked knowing for sure that he was not there beside you a moment ago.

“i did. had to take a piss break but still made it back ‘n time to see ya pretty face wake up.” He said lowering his head to nuzzle it against the side of your own.

Wow. His fur was soft. Like really soft. Soft and warm. The cushion you were on being put to shame the longer you allowed him to rub against you. You were even getting sleepy from it. And it smelled odd when he brushed it closer to your nose allowing you to take a good whiff of it. It was there hidden under his initial scent. Something fruity. Like those red berry things your human called cherries. Yeah, cherries. That’s what he smelled like.

“You smell nice.” You found yourself mumble as you tried to keep yourself awake.

“do i?” He asked more pleased than questioning. Moving slightly he smiled when you practically tried to lay on him. His arm closer to you wrapping around you while you laid your head on his other, your head close to his chest.

“Yeah. I like it.” You were having a hard time keeping your eyes open. You felt so nice and relaxed. Wrapped up all snug and warm. “I'm sorry Papyrus, I feel so sleepy.”

“ ‘s ok sweetheart. we’ll wake ya when its time to eat.” Sans spoke for Papyrus. Who in himself seemed annoyed by that. Yet Papyrus did not say anything about it. Instead you caught a glimps of him coming towards you as you slipped back into that deep sleep you were starting to love.

When you were out you were gone to the world. You didn’t feel or hear anything. Not even when Sans adjusted you so that you were properly sleeping on him. He looked at you sweetly as if you were the cutest thing he had ever seen. Then again wounded and broken as you were he also felt angry. Angry for what led you to this state you were in. Angry for the one who had done it. And angry for the very fact that he himself did not get to kill the bastard that had done this to you. And as he watched his brother get as close as he could without waking you he noticed that his brother felt the same way.

“Did You Have To Scent Mark Her So Soon Brother? I Wished To Have Spoken To Her More.” Papyrus said in a softer tone afraid that if he spoke normally that he would wake you.

Sans huffed out a laugh at his dejected brother. “sorry boss. ya know me, always jumping the gun when im excited.”

Papyrus hummed as he laid down in front of you. He watched as your side rose and fell as you breathed peacefully. Your breath blowing soft puffs against his paws. “She Says She Wanted To Stay Here Temporarily.  How Do We Make Her Change Her mind?”

“do what you do best boss. half the job ‘s already done. ya just gata show her how great life ‘ere is.” Sans whispered laying his head down across your neck. His eyes started to droop and a tired yawn came out as well.

Suddenly Papyrus sprung to his feet. “You, For Once, Are Right! In Order To Keep Her Here I Must Woo Her With My Magnificence! I Must Go.” Turning around half way he stopped when he heard Sans ask him a question.

“where ya going off to bro?”

“To Our Room. I Do Not Wish For Her To Hear Me Practice. Everything Must Be Perfect When I Show Her How Brilliant I Am.” Papyrus said puffing out his chest as he stood tall and proud.

Sans huffed out another laugh before finally closing his eyes. “sounds good. i’ll be here keeping sweetheart safe for ya till ya come back.”

Chapter Text

“Alright bud, I’m counting on ya to make sure she doesn’t bite me.” You heard Jason say as you were barely starting to wake up.

The smell of food was what made you stir. The spices and ingredients creating a scent that made your stomach sting and cry. When was the last time you had eaten? Two days before your escape? Plus the five that Papyrus had said you have been sleeping for? So like eight-ish days? Damn. No wonder your stomach was stabbing you. It made you wonder when you would get the food that Sans had said he would wake you for. You hoped you would get it soon. You may have felt better thanks to the drip IV but that alone wouldn’t take your hunger away. 

You felt the human’s hand on you as you thought about what you would be able to eat. It slid over your back giving you gentle pets before gingerly making its way over to your back leg. Then there was that pinch again. This time though it hurt more than the last. A burning sting that made you yelp and squirm away from it. To your surprise though you couldn’t. Your mouth did work but when it came to your body you were as still as a board.

A feeling of familiarity washed over you from this trapped feeling. The inability to move yet feel and breathe reminding you of that mutt that had brought you here. So he could do that to. You thought relaxing somewhat when you felt him snuggle closer to you. 

“Alright one more and you can let her go.” Jason said placing the syringe down on a piece of napkin while he looked for another one. You turned your gaze to him. He didn’t look at all like he sounded. Because sometimes humans did that. And this time it was one of those that made you had to do a double take. Jason, the calm sounding soft voiced man you had thought was lean and nice looking did not match up to what you saw. Then again what should you have expected since he owned these two edgy and gruff looking dogs. No instead, you found yourself being tended to by what looked like a biker gang leader. Tattoos plastered on both arms, a beard that was long enough to cover his neck, a hefty yet well-built body, and a moderately reddish tan that told you he spent more time in the sun than he should have. His clothes themselves were made up of a dark green tank top, some worn denim jeans, brown boots, and a sleeveless torn black jacket. 

You growled low when he brought up the other needle. You definitely did not want to get poked again and even though you knew that they were to help you, in what way you had no clue, the fuckers still hurt. That and this one looked bigger than the last. Were you scared? Ha! Not a chance! But the bee like sting did make you want to book it under the couch.

You felt Sans tongue come out and lick you close to your own mouth. The large thing making good work cleaning around it. Though you were sure that there shouldn’t be anything there to begin with. Its not like your face was that dirty. Yeah a little bit of dirt and some rain had gotten on you but you weren’t that bad. But you knew why he was licking you though. It was a means to distract you from the second needle. Jason already had it in his hand and you were already wishing you were under that thick fabric couch right about now.

“Quit it.” You grumbled noticing him come closer towards your lips.

“sorry sweetheart but I better get my licks in before I let ya go.” He said smugly.

“You act as if I’m going to bite you.”

“will you?” You heard his tail start to thump against the cushion.

“Only if you want me to.” You said in a bored yet joking tone only to grunt when the second needle pricked your skin. 

“There we go. Now I can say you have a clean bill of health little missy. Let me get that thing off your arm and lets see if we can get something in that belly of yours. How does that sound?” Jason asked picking up his things on the napkin. Sans didn’t let you go right then. He waited until Jason had come back after setting what he had in a plastic bin with a red square on it and grabbing pair of scissors. Watching him bend down you held your tongue so as to not give him a growl when he brought the scissors to your leg with the IV. The metal thing snipping and cutting away what he had used to wrap it before exposing the needle for it. You thought it would hurt like the shots when the needle came out. You were waiting for the sting. But luckily enough there wasn’t any. Just a simple yet tiny pinch before your arm felt like it had before. 

Jason smiled down at you once he set all of the things to the side. His hand came out to ruffle your fur on the top of your head before he got back to his feet. “There ya go. Now get your ass up so you can eat. If your slow fat ass over there might eat your food.”

“he’s teasing.” Sans said as he finally got off of you.
Freedom came to your body the moment San’s weight shifted. Your legs and paws able to stretch and move as they so wished. Your head to as you lifted it off of the pillow. Rolling onto your belly you tried to stand up. You could but you were a bit wobbly. Not having used them for so long and being beaten up as you had they had became super stiff. Even trying to stretch them out as you bent and arched your body seemed difficult. But you were able to do it none the less and as you took your first few steps off of the cushion you came to find that your back leg did not bother you at all.  You were able to use it just like how you had been before.

“Your human seems to know how to fix things.” You said turning your head to look at your leg to see how bad Gunner had actually got you. Thanks to the now bald square you assumed Jason had done to your fur you were able to see that there were a few areas where new scars were starting to form. The skin wasn’t a hundred percent finished since there were still scabs on some. And the largest still looked puffy and swollen. 

“yup, one of the best vets around. one of the reasons why he is the vet for the whole park.” Sans explained watching you as you walked around stretching and getting used to standing again. 

You stopped when you heard him mention the word park. “What do you mean “the whole park”?” 

Stretching his front legs and arching his back he let out a large yawn showing off all his sharp pointy teeth. They were definitely bigger than yours and you were a hundred percent sure that if those things got ahold of you instead of Gunner’s then you sure as hell would have lost a leg. There was something else about his teeth that caught your eye. A single gold looking shiny tooth. Of course it was on his K9 one but still you wondered how he could have gotten such a thing. It was the first time you had ever seen a dog with one before.

“this whole place is a reserve of sorts. used to be a camp or someth’en till it got bought. now Jason works and lives ‘ere tak’en care of the others ‘n helping the other humans that live at the other cabins.” Sans said as he walked the short distance towards you. Using his snout, he nudged you to go towards the kitchen. Jason was there setting down the bowls off food so you didn’t feel any point to feel agitation towards Sans for doing that.

“So there’s more wolf-dogs than just you and your brother? Do they live close by?” Curiosity clear in the way you asked. 

“does it matter?” Sans asked. There was something there in the way he asked that though. Like he didn’t like the fact that you had asked that question in general. 

Does he think I wana go sniff out the others? You thought to yourself. Fat chance of that happening. Two wolf-dogs just so happened to be plenty for you. Adding any more to the mix and you were sure that there would definitely be a huge shit fest to be had. 

“No, but it would be nice to know that I won’t get jumped all because I pissed on the wrong tree.” You said, haughtiness clear for all to hear. “Besides once I am able to leave I’m gana have to cut through one territory or two to get to where ever I wana go. Being on friendly terms means that I wont get chewed on again.”

Coming up to the divider on the floor that separated the kitchen to the first floor of the cabin you sat yourself on it. The humans for some reason did not like it when you came in there with them. Their only rule other than digging up the garden was to stay out of the kitchen. And habits did not go away it seemed. Sans on the other hand went right on in. He acted like there was no real big deal to it as if he had never heard the rule you had never broken.

“Well would you look at that.” Jason said genuinely surprised as he carried what seemed to be your bowl. “Seems like the little lady has better manners than you and your brother.”

Kneeling down Jason placed the bowl right in front of him. It was close. To close to him than you liked. You stayed where you were. You weren’t going to get whatever was in the bowl he had so long as he was there. Even if he had patched you up that did not mean that you gave this human the Y/n seal of approval. Even as he called you over by making kissing sounds and telling you to come eat. But you couldn’t out right bite him.

You turned to look at Sans. Perhaps he could help you get the human away?... Nope. Fat ass was stuffing his face. Maybe Papyrus?... No where to be seen. Great.

“Come on~. I know your hungry. Just come get some. I even put some chicken in here for you.” Jason said calling you sweetly.

Did he say chicken? You haven’t had chicken in forever. Even the dried chicken treats. Ugh those were sooooo good~. But he wanted you to get close. Yet you didn’t want that. You sighed. If only there was a way to get the bowl away.

Wait…..

That’s it!

Getting up you crept over to Jason slowly. Careful and steady. Keeping your eyes on both the bowl and Jason in case he decided to reach out to you. Closer, closer, and even more until you were in close just enough to do what you needed to do. The moment you were close as could be you acted like you were going to stick your face into the bowl.

“See, look there’s lots of chicken in there for you.” Jason said almost sounding like he was happy to see you were going to eat next to him.

Sorry Jason but that’s not happening. So swiftly you grabbed the bowl by the rim, making sure not to spill anything, and took it. To where? You weren’t sure but you weren’t going to eat near the kitchen with Jason. And the human? He looked flabbergasted as you looked his way once you set the bowl down. What you didn’t expect though was a look of understanding to follow it afterwards. Hurt maybe, but not understanding.

“Ok, that’s fine. Rome wasn’t built in a day.” Jason sighed rubbing his hand on his leg as he got up. He then went back into the kitchen. The clinking of pans and the sound of water telling you that he was washing.

You waited for a second or two before you started to eat. You didn’t want Jason to sneak up on you while you were eating. Then again you could put your back against a wall while you did. Can’t sneak up when there’s no way to. But you did not think that he would do that. He didn’t seem like the kind to grab something from behind less it seemed like something serious. And although your back leg was still hurt it was not serious enough to warrant an action like that.

The flavor of the food was amazing. It wasn’t stale or hard like rocks. It also didn’t make your stomach burn after it went down. Though, it was hot. The chunks of chicken had to be eaten with an open mouth to ensure that you did not burn your tongue off. But it was so good. Even with the white things in it. Granted there was more of it than chicken. You wanted to scarf the whole thing down all at once. The enticement of a full belly calling to you like the need to breathe. It needed to be done. But you didn’t bring yourself to do it. You ate, certainly, but you weren’t going to inhale the first good food you had in a long while. Small bites. Savor it to the very end. Make it last while it could. 

Unfortunately, it didn’t last that long in front of you. The delicious meal now reduced to a few licks of gravy that was still in the bowl. You didn’t get it. Instead, you picked up the bowl and set it back into the kitchen. You were mindful of the divider still. Just placing the bowl on the ground and scooting it onto the tile floor.

Jason, upon hearing the metal bowl scrape against the floor, turned and looked at you. “Was it good? If you can keep it down I can give you some more in about two hours.” 

Your ears perked up at that. More? He was willing to give you more soon? But why couldn’t he give you more now? You weren’t full yet. You could fit some more in your belly. You barked at him while pawing at the bowl. That in itself seemed to make Jason smile. 

Coming up to where you were he used his foot to get the bowl closer to him before picking it up. It seemed he was smart enough not to put his hand towards you. “Sorry little lady, but you can’t have anymore right now. Just be patient.” 

You gave him an annoyed huff. Fine. If being patient for another few hours means that you can eat again then you guessed you were going to have to wait. Turning away from him and the kitchen you went back into the living room area where the giant cushion was. 

For being a cabin in the middle of the woods you had to say that the wooden house had a lot of space to it. The living room itself was large. Holding a big TV, a large L shaped couch, a recliner, some end tables, and the giant pillow thing that could basically be a mattress all in itself off to the side by the wall. And although one would think that having all those things would make it crowded the reality of it was that it wasn’t. There was more than plenty of space to walk around and do all sorts of things. Hell, if you were ever chased by Sans or Papyrus you could very well have enough room to run wherever you need to. Next to the living room, other than the kitchen, were two doors and a staircase. One was the bathroom while the other seemed to have been a bedroom. And the staircase? You figured that’s where Jason slept. More than likely another bedroom up there. Now the kitchen had another door to. It was a stark white one. Just by the smell of chemicals alone you could easily guess that behind that door was where Jason had patched you up. Definitely no need to go and look over there. In fact, you would rather steer clear of it all together.

A big yawn escaped you as you plopped yourself down on the cushion once more. Stretching you rolled yourself around on the thick padding getting used to the feeling that there was something soft under you. Even as you rolled onto your back you could feel the tension leave slowly off of you. Until you heard a weird grunt come from underneath you. 
Surprised by the odd sound you quickly rolled back onto your stomach to see what it was. It was grey, round, and seemed to have been made of plastic. Reaching out you pawed at it to see if you could see anything that would tell you exactly what it was. When you did it rolled over to show you a long strip of fur, or what you assumed to be fur, along its back and two white fangs that poked out of one side of its mouth. It was clear to you then what it was. A toy. A plastic boar toy that grunted when you pressed into it. 

You wondered who it belonged to. Sans didn’t seem like the kind to play with toys. Running around chasing after a bit of teasing? Maybe, but to you it was unlikely that he would indulge with chewing on a plastic pig. Papyrus seemed like the better option of the two. But rather than chewing on it the idea of him keeping it like a stuffed animal seemed more like his style. 

Pulling your paw away you intended on ignoring it. That is until its owner showed up. You felt Papyrus come rather than see him. It was a key sense you had picked up in order to keep you alert in the Ring. To know where people or dogs were at all times and to feel when they come close. This made you acute to keeping your blinds spots safe. The problem was on the day that Gunner had gotten you that you were already to tired and weak to pay attention to it. Now that you were getting better your one strength is attempting to keep shielding you. 

It felt like electricity. A static feeling like when you rubbed your wet fur all over the carpet. Forming and creating a bubble around you. If anyone or anything came close or touched it you would know way ahead of time before anything happened. And Papyrus was something very sizable to notice when he came in range. His own intimidatingly large bubble pushing gently against your own. In fact, as you turned to look at him as he made his way into the living room, the feeling of power coming off of him made you shiver. Was it because he was part wolf? Did his breeding allow him to have such a gift? 
A slithering feeling of jealousy coiled itself around your heart. A feeling vile filled with self loathing as well as pity.

“If only I had been born that way.” It said flicking its tongue at you. “Maybe then I would have had a chance to escape earlier. A chance to go back home. A chance to keep the youthful innocence I had been blinded to.”

You shook those thoughts away immediately. There was no reason for you to be jealous. It was neither his nor your own fault for what had happened. Well, yes it was somewhat your fault you ended up away from home but not having to deal with what had happened afterwards. If anything you should be admiring Papyrus and his brother. Their ability to be so dangerous yet keeping themselves grounded from letting it loose was amazing to you. If you had it your way you would have destroyed every human that was there in the Ring. Their blood filling the pit rather than the blood of your kin.

You watched Papyrus come towards you. His semi long fur slightly bouncing with each step he took. The look in his eyes was clear and held pride for himself and whatever he did. And then lets not forget the way he was built. Though his fur did well to try and cover him you were sure as hell able to see the muscle that hid under it. Taut and well used. Trained well to do as they were commanded to. Ready to spring at the order. Pair that with the bad ass look he had and you were curious as to why there were not any females hanging around him. Then again, the attitude from earlier could be a deterrent. A rather good one to a female with a good head on her shoulders. But as you watched him come closer you felt a tingle spread through your chest. 

No. You turned your head away from him. You wouldn’t allow that parasite called love to bite you. You weren’t ready now nor did you think you would ever be. And doing so with someone such as Gaster’s sons you could already spell trouble. In fact, you being here longer than you should could do that to. It would make things difficult for you to leave. But you still needed their protection until you got the job done. So getting to your feet as he came to the cushion you did what you should have done when you got here.

Turning to face him you lowered your body in a submissive posture. Tail tucked between your legs. You also held your head low as well. A sign showing him that you did not wish to pose any threat to him. That’s when you did what could be very well the life and death part of this act. Purposely exposing your throat to him.

Papyrus paused for a moment as he watched what you were doing. You were sure that it no doubt took him by surprise. To see you, battle worn and weary, to show such a weak submissive gesture to someone unknown like him. But this was what he wanted. The first thing he said was that he wanted to be your alpha so he should have expected this kind of thing the moment you were able to stand. So there you were doing as he wanted waiting for him to do his part. Now if this was a big pack and Papyrus was that pack’s leader, his hesitation could spell danger. Not only that but if Papyrus did not do anything and instead ignored you that basically gave permission for his pack to kill you. Then again if he wanted he could very well kill you himself. Hence why exposing your throat was so dangerous. It was also why males joining a new pack was so rare.

Papyrus thankfully didn’t kill you. Nor did he ignore you either. Instead, he did what he was supposed to do. Taking the final step closer to you Papyrus opened his large maw. His teeth finding themselves around your neck and throat where they were supposed to go in this kind of thing. What you didn’t expect when he had done it though was the thick smell of leather to fill your nose. It was strong. Like when the humans put those weird tree shaped things in the car. It made your nose tickle as if you wanted to sneeze. You didn’t though. You were able to hold it back until Papyrus had decided to pull away. And when he did that was the end of it. The whole thing was over just as quick as it had began.

Stepping away you were expecting him to either walk away or hear him talking up a storm. But when silence filled the living room you stood yourself back up straight to look at him. He wasn’t looking at you. Instead, his eyes were staring straight towards the front door. 

“Papyrus?” You asked curious as to why he was looking over there.

“Sans.” Came his reply but it wasn’t to you. 
Suddenly Sans appeared right next to you as he passed by. That time you did flinch. You thought honest to whatever canid god that Sans was about to attack you. His hackles were raised and his teeth were bare for all to see. “ already on it boss.” Was the only thing he had said before he… did he just vanish? The fuck!? Where in the hell did he just go!?!

“Papyrus! Sans just- he just fucking left! Did you know he could do that!? Did you see!? How!? Papyrus how can he do that!?” You asked shocked and concerned. Looking back and forth from where Sans had been to Papyrus as you spoke quickly. “Can you do that to? Do all wolves and wolf-dogs do that? Where did he go? Why did mph-!”

 Papyrus stopped you from asking any more questions by putting the plastic hog in your mouth. The feeling of it in there making you give it a bite or two causing it to let out a soft grunt. “DO NOT CONCERN YOURSELF WITH TRIVIAL THINGS. HE CAN DO THINGS LIKE THAT. THAT IS ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW FOR NOW. INSTEAD YOU SHOULD ONLY BOTHER WITH MAKING SURE YOUR STITCHES DO NOT POP. YOU WILL ONLY BE WASTING ALL OF OUR TIME IF YOU OPEN YOUR WOUNDS.”

You allowed Papyrus to usher you to lay back down on the cushion. His large paw being placed on your back pushing down lightly. But you didn’t want to lay down. You wanted to know what was going on and what Papyrus was so agitated about. Its not like you couldn’t ignore the fact that his hackles were still raised to. Though not as much at first but still. But now that you were officially a part of his pack you couldn’t openly ignore what he said. 

Maybe I’ll ask Sans when he comes back. You thought spitting out the toy as you made yourself comfortable again on the cushion. 

He had been doing a good enough job in giving it to you up until now so maybe he would do the same in giving you the answers you wanted? You hoped so. You had not seen anyone or anything do such a thing like that before. Could he always do that or was it only an emergency type of thing? That would be cool if he could do it at any time. You would have saved yourself countless times with it. Hell you could have ended up back home right now if you had something like that. 

Or would you?

You stared off into space as you thought about that. Would you go back home? Was there a home for you to even go back to? Surely there would be… Right? But what if your human did not want you back because you were gone for so long? What if they moved away? What if they didn’t remember you? Or worse, what if they didn’t want you anymore because they found out you were forced into fighting? Your soul clenched. A feeling of slight pain slipping past your barriers and making itself at home near your heart. 

You must have made a face at that because you found Papyrus’ own brush against yours. “DO NOT BE DISTRESSED. MY BROTHER SHALL RETURN SHORTLY.” He said moving himself so that you were practically almost swallowed by his fur while not having his actual body being literally on top of you.

You huffed out a sigh. You didn’t tell him that you were upset because of what was going on in your own mind. You figured that Sans could handle himself and after seeing that he had some sort of power to him it only doubled that idea. But the thoughts about your human did concern you. Almost to the point to where you didn’t want to go back. You didn’t want to face whatever horrible outcome your mind could conjure. Even when you were in the Ring you thought about not going back. That the day you escaped you would probably lay claim to a territory with plenty of food. The place no doubt would have a dog there already but with your skills you could very well overpower them. And if there were a lot then you could very well make a show out of the alpha. Dragging them into the mud as their pack watched you tear them apart.

Yeah. That’s probably what you would end up doing after you left here. Find a spot, claim it, adopt a few pups if you don’t find anyone you like, train them to protect themselves, and live a life befitting of your skills. Heh, perhaps you could take that crate that was in the alley where you met Gaster. Have him give it to you as a little apology gift for being a fucking jerk. You could even deck it out. Find some people who were drying their blankets outside and steal them, take a pillow or two from someone’s patio, you could even make a lair out of it by piling the other crate boxes around it and tossing a couple of bones around to make it look ominous. But now that you were thinking about it that place wouldn’t work. King would surely find you there. That place being that last spot he had seen you.

And you did not want to deal with him ever again. 
So that meant you would have to leave the city. Leave this place and find yourself a new town to call home. Climb on the back of a truck or something and take it as far as you could until you decided that there was enough distance from here and there. Somewhere far enough that not even Papyrus or Sans could find you with their better sense of smell. 

Another pang of pain hit you again. This time caused by the thought of leaving Papyrus and Sans. Why? Its not like you knew them nor really cared. There was no need to feel sad for them if you left. Perhaps it was because of that jealousy you had felt earlier. That had to be it. Maybe the idea of leaving a nice place like this was what was making you have that feeling. Or was it because you had just initiated yourself as part of their pack? Were your basic instincts telling you that you would be better staying with these two strong and clearly powerful males? Bah! That was a load of crap. You didn’t need them. You could take care of yourself just fine. You didn’t need them or the cuddles Papyrus was trying to give you.

…

But it did feel nice. To receive his attention and concern. To have the feeling of someone close to you without the stench of malicious intent filling your lungs like water. To feel warm instead of the bitter cold given to you by the cage you had been locked in for more seasons than you could count. The feeling of someone caring for you as if you were more precious than anything else in the world. It almost made you want to cry. 

You felt Papyrus’ nuzzle the side of your face again. The smell of leather stronger than it was before. And for the first time in a long time you nuzzled them back. You had to remind yourself before hand that this was not King that was showing you attention. This was not a dog that only wanted you for breeding. This was a wolf bred dog who had taken you in, albeit not willingly at first, and showed you nothing but concern for your well being along with his brother. So, even if it was going to be for a short while, you might as well indulge yourself in the hope of a happy comfortable life while you could. 

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Two and a half weeks. That’s how long it had been since you had woken up and allowed Papyrus to accept you into his pack. It had also been a good while since you had seen Sans disappear in thin air to handle whatever it had been to get them both so agitated. But what bothered you the most was that this had happened more than once. The first time being the scariest. And neither one of them were planning on telling you why they were doing this.

You glared out the glass of the sliding door that led outside. You were better now. Your cuts and the stitches already healing much quicker than you usually did. In fact, the cuts you had were nothing more than tiny scabs at this point. The only problem is that your leg was still a little bit tender. And because of that Sans and Papyrus stayed glued to you like ticks. Even going outside to take a shit was difficult with them so close by.

“sweetheart~, don’t ya know ya gana ruin that pretty face of ya’s look'en like that? why don’t ya come lay down with me 'n the living room?” Sans asked sweetly.

“Will you tell me why you and Papyrus got so mad the other day?” You asked picking up your head to look at him.

His sweet and happy look on his face turned into one of disappointment. “now sweetheart I told ya it was noth’en. just some pigs that were getting to close.”

You scoffed turning your face away from him to lay them back on your paws. Your glare returning to your face as you looked out towards the tree line. “Hogs wont come close to wolves let alone those that smell like them. If you’re going to lie then you might as well know how they act. The smell of your piss alone will keep them away and if there are as many wolf-dogs as you say then there won’t be any hogs in this area for the next five miles.”

Sans sighed. “ya really are a smart one ain’t ya.”

“When it comes to animals, then yes. And living in a den where lies helps keep you alive. I know when someone is telling me one. Im not mad that you lied to me though. I’m just disappointed that you would think I’m dumb enough to believe that one.” You said sounding sad. In which case you kind of were but not completely. You knew they were bound to have their secrets especially the one where Sans could disappear. What did he call it? Teleporting? Yeah, you think that’s what he called it. So you were glad that he was kind enough to give you that bit of information.

Apparently, his breed of wolf-dog was a rare breed that was created in a lab. Again, that’s what he had told you. Then again you figured that could be a truth. Humans did create specific breeds of dogs just for looks. Like the small chihuahuas that would be used as sport killings in the Ring. The small ugly looking shaky things being to fragile to hold their own against actual fighting. Their powers were limited though. Teleportation, enhanced strength, and minor special attacks. Whatever those were. Again this was all that he had told you. Other than the teleportation you had not seen any of the other things so it was moderately hard to believe he could do that.

“Y/n ya know I wouldn't have said it if it wasn’t important. ya know I don’t like lie’en to ya. it breaks my heart to have to.” Sans explained lowering his head to touch it against the side of your own.

Pulling away from him you sat yourself up. “Then you won’t mind me doing this since its so important to me. PAPYRUS!!” You yelled at the top of your lungs. You had no clue where he was but you knew that he was somewhere in the cabin. Hearing a thud from behind you it told you that he had been in the bedroom that Papyrus had said was theirs and yours.

Papyrus came quickly. His eyes looking around the whole cabin until they landed on you then onto his brother. His large strides made quick work in making it over to you. His tail slightly wagging the closer he came. “WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS. DID I NOT SAY TO CALL ME ONLY FOR IMPORTANT MATTERS?” He said trying to sound annoyed but you could tell that he was happy that you were calling for him.

Getting up you made it seem like you were excited to see him. In fact, if what you had planned worked then you really would be excited. Walking underneath him, which was easy since he was so tall, you lifted your head to give him a greeting like kiss under his chin. You made sure that your wagging tail brushed against his hind legs letting him feel how happy you were.

Ever since you had done this days ago you had found that he seemed to like it. Was it because of the submissive implication? Or could it be that he saw it as you felt comfort by using his body as a shield? The protectiveness of the fact that you fit perfectly under him. You had no clue, but you could tell from the way his tail was swooshing as it wagged faster that he very much enjoyed this position.

“But Papyrus this is important Sans said he wants to train with you. Can I watch? I want to see what its like for two big and strong wolf-dogs to train together. Please~.” Yes, feeding into his ego also got you what you wanted. However in moderation. There was a big difference in asking him to sneak you a piece of chicken off the counter because you were still weak and hungry, and allowing you to go outside at night to do your business by yourself. The extension on the so called leash he had on you being loosened moderately when it came to this trick. That and any form of reciprocation to the affection he gave you added to that as well. Even if it made him a flustering mess afterwards.

“I-I MEAN. -WELL-...” Papyrus .exe has crashed. Heh, your tricks worked like a charm.

“Please~? I’ll be a good girl~, I promise.” You whined making your voice sound sweet and giving him your best puppy dog eyes .

Papyrus looked away from you the moment you flashed those eyes at him. A blush came to his cheeks threatening to overtake his whole face. “I Suppose An Audience Would Not Be A Disturbance. AHEM! BUT YOU MUST NOT RUN OFF OR GET TO CLOSE. IT WOULD BE A NUISANCE IF YOU WERE TO GET HURT AGAIN.”

You hopped up excitedly placing more kisses under his chin. “I won’t! I will stay on the porch and watch you from there.”

Papyrus cleared his throat unsure as to how he should respond yet he did not move away from your blatant display of affection. All the while you were doing that you were giving Sans a smug look. Your face telling him that this was what he got for doing what he did. To which he merely sighed before making his way outside before his brother and you dragged him out there.

Following Papyrus you made your way outside as well. The porch itself was rather spacious. It was just as wide as it was long, wrapping along the whole side of the cabin. It also had railings running along the edges before stopping towards the middle where a three-step set of stairs touched the ground. The porch was a darker shade than the rest of the cabin and seemed to be newer than the building itself.

The forest was not that far away from the cabin. Then again it was not exactly that close either. The trees were thick. Their bases wide while their tops grew tall. Pines and maples as well as others mixed together like some sort of tree salad. The bushes were thick to. Hiding small animals that usually ran off when you or the boys came outside. Today there was nothing out there though save for some birds. Their tiny bodies taking off from the feeders that Jason had put out on the trees. There was a smell in the air though. Like someone had been walking around close by. It was one you had smelled once before while you were out here but you never saw anyone. Whomever they were had decided to stay away while you were here. Or if it wasn’t you then it had to have been the boys keeping them away. Perhaps it was them that had caused the ruckus from that day? That would make a lot of sense if it was.

Laying down as you watched Papyrus practically drag Sans into the spot he wanted him. You let out a yawn already debating on if you were wanting to nap outside or not. It was a warm day. Not to hot to leave you running straight to the shade nor was it super bright. Thick fluffy clouds drifting slowly across the sky blocking out the sun from time to time.

“I know your there.” You said softly to where Papyrus or Sans could not hear you. You lowered your head to lay on your front paws acting as if nothing was wrong. “You may be quiet but maybe next time you might want to stay downwind rather than up.”

From the corner of your eye you saw something move on the side of the house. It was white. Tall and lean like Papyrus but perhaps an inch or two shorter. Clarity came to you when you got a full look at them. It was another wolf-dog. A female one at that. Green eyes, pure white fur with hints of black here and there and the give away that she was the same breed as the boys were the black stripes that lined her back.

“You seem to have good senses for a mutt.” She said coming onto the porch since the railing was spaced out enough for her to slip through.

“Thank you. One of my useful features.” You mumbled holding back another yawn.

“Then you should have enough sense to know that you don’t belong here.” She growled sitting herself down close to you. She wasn’t sitting in a relaxed position. Her seating posture was like she was ready to jump you if she wanted.

“Yup, definitely know that but I’m here none the less. Unfortunately I can’t though. Got a job to do before I can.” You said boredly looking over at the boys.

She scoffed. “What could a mongrel such as yourself have to do here? Spread fleas? Hah!”

“At least I don’t have a pompous tick up my ass.” You mumbled under your breath.

“What was that?!” She growled standing back up with her hackles raised. “How dare a dirty bred mutt like yourself talk trash about me!

She closed the distance between the two of you. Her teeth were bare and a low growl rumbled from out of her. You did not feel the least bit threatened though. One for starters was that if she was here to pick a fight with you then you were sure Sans and Papyrus would have your back. Second being that you could very well beat her ass. And the third? You just didn’t feel like it. All you wanted to do was watch as Papyrus ran Sans ragged with all the exercise he was going to put him through.

“Speak for yourself hun. Last time I checked wolf-dogs are mixed breeds too.” You said trying to keep the bite out of your voice. But you just couldn’t help yourself. So picking up your head you cocked it slightly as you looked over at her with a smug smile. “Except yours comes with a pretty little piece of paper that tells everyone that your mom is a whore who likes getting knotted by her grandfather.”

The white dog looked at you in shock that you would say such a profane thing but that quickly went away as it turned into pure rage. You thought she would jump you then. She practically looked like she wanted to. But luckily for you someone had decided to interject right in the nick of time. His body coming in between the two of you making sure to put some distance between you and this pissy bitch.

“Hellena~. long time no see. what brings ya ov’ah 'ere.” He said sweetly. Much more than he used on you in fact. And did he just say her name? You had been trying to get Sans to do that since you got here instead of calling you all the pet names he keeps giving you.

“I came to let you boys know that Amy and my humans have moved into the cabins in section eight. I wanted to tell you but it seems this ill bred doesn’t want me here. Not like its her place to say anyways.” Hellena said trying to sound sad and hurt. She really was trying to use the water works to while still being rude to you.

“ah don’t mind sweetheart ‘ere. she's just a little annoyed cus i've been teasing her all day.”

“Sweetheart? Humph, good to know that I’m not the only one called sweetheart. What? Did you take this one to your “special spot” too, fuzzy pants?” She said mocking face annoyance using her own nickname for him. She looked down at you with a knowing smirk though.

You just ignored it. What did you care if Sans went around fucking some annoying ass stupid ill bred pompous powder puff. Its not like you actually liked him or Papyrus. Didn’t like their cuddles, or his jokes, the food, the laughs, the comforting feeling of having someone care about you. The way Papyrus made sure you were ok after you had a nightmare, which were ever accruing. The way their dorky ass selves always made you in a better mood morning, noon, or night. And surely you didn’t like laying in the room at night with them feeling more protected than you have ever been. Hah! It would be a cold day in hell if you did… Ok fine! You did! You liked it, even loved it. It made you feel like you actually belonged somewhere rather than just being. Living another day. Surviving another day. You didn’t have to be looking your shoulder every second of every minute incase someone decided to end your life right then and there.

Peace. That’s what you felt. Peace and love. The two things you missed so much and had taken away from you. Especially since you had come to find out that your owner had moved as well. Jason during these two weeks had managed to find out who your owner was. The call being made while he had gone outside after running some sort of handheld piece of plastic over your back. But the hope you were looking for in that call only resulted in empty sadness. Nothing. No new address to go to, no phone number to call, not even a relative of theirs to get ahold of. It was almost like they had disappeared. Like you had dreamt all those happy memories. And at this point with everything being as wacky as it had been when you before first got here you could possibly have dreamt a loving home and owner. But then the hope came back when Jason gave you a name! A bowl of your own! These two goofs to enjoy life with.

But then why were you so mad right now? It couldn’t be because you were jealous again. And it wasn’t like you were upset that Sans had been seeing this other dog. Wolf-dog or not. You had no right to be. You also couldn’t blame him for seeing her before you had even appeared at his house. His history had nothing to do with you. What he did before you came was his own choice and you had no say in it.

Getting to your feet the reason why you were feeling the way you did came with her next words.

“No? Huh, guess that means she’s not that special after all. Then you wouldn’t mind if I chase her out of here, don’t you? It’s not like she is apart of your pack or anything or actually deserves to be here. All she is and ever will be is nothing more than a stray.”

Ah. That was it. You were mad because she was trying to push you out. She was trying to take your small bit of happiness away. But it wasn’t your place to decide whether or not you were able to stay. Nor was it her’s. If anyone had that decision it would have been Papyrus.

You looked over at him expectantly. Would he agree with her? Would he kick you out so easily? As if you were really nothing to him even after all the care he had showed you thus far?

“SHE WILL NOT BE LEAVING , MISS GUEST. Y/N IS A PART OF MY PACK AND WILL CONTINUE TO BE SO LESS I SAY OTHERWISE.” He said giving her a hard glare.

His expression and his words comforted you some. He didn’t want you gone. Which meant that you held some meaning to him. Or at least you hope you did. Hellena on the other hand did not seem happy that Papyrus said that you were staying. If anything, she seemed more shocked than angry.

“P-Papyrus? You said her name. Why? You hardly ever called me by mine. Its always Miss Guest or Sans’ friend. Why is she so special? What about her makes you want to keep her here? She’s just a mutt. There is nothing special about her. She isn’t like us!” Hellena yelled getting back into being angry as she kept pointing out your faults. “She is a weak, dirty blooded, rude, parasite infested creature that does not deserve to be called a dog!”

“AND YET I SEEM TO FIND HER MUCH MORE PALATABLE THAN YOU. AT LEAST SHE DOES NOT HIDE HER INSECURITIES UNDER THE GUISE OF BEING PERFECT. NOR DOES SHE ANTAGONIZE OTHERS WITHOUT KNOWING THEM FIRST. AND IN THE PAST WEEKS THAT SHE HAS BEEN HERE I CAN SAY THAT WHAT I THINK IS PURELY TRUTH. SHE IS BRAVE, KIND, UNDERSTANDING, AND STRONG. ALL THE QUALITIES OF A PERFECT PACK MOTHER AND AN ALPHA FEMALE. SOMEONE WORTHY TO RECEIVE OUR AFFECTIONS AS WELL AS STAND BY ME AND MY BROTHER.” He said confidently leaving no room for anyone to question whether or not he had not thought this through.

Both you and Hellena were speechless now. The Papyrus, sir barks-a-lot, Mr. Snooty booty, wanted you as his alpha female. Your chest tingled; your heart touched by that. There was a clear difference between being a pack mother and an alpha female. A pack mother was merely a stand in. Someone who bred with the alpha to continue their line of pups if the alpha female either could not produce or if there was no alpha female. She had no major role other than birthing and helping raise the pups. Their care and upbringing being her only job. But an alpha female? She controlled everything in the pack just like the male did. Baring and raising pups was just an added duty. But the way Papyrus had said it clearly spoke that he did not see you as just a puppy mill. His words sounding clear as the clean forest air around you. He wanted you as a friend, a companion, dare you say even a lover. That last one being somewhat confirmed when he turned his attention to you and you were able to see the sincerity in his gaze.

“Papyrus.” You said softly. The tone in your voice coming out soft yet shakenly. Coming down the steps you quickly made your way to him, Sans following close behind leaving Hellena on the steps alone. “Are you sure about this? You haven’t known me that long. You don’t know what secrets I still have hiding.”

“Exactly! This is ridiculous! This stray has not been here that long unlike me! You two have known me for years! How can you deny me this right yet give it so easily to her!?” She yelled stomping her foot on the wood of the porch.

“Hellena.” Sans chimed in a warning in his tone.

“NO! I won’t allow this! That spot is rightfully mine! Even if I have to take it by force!”

The attack that followed came quickly. None of you, including Sans, could stop her in time. Papyrus, who was closest to you stood still shocked that she would lunge towards you so quickly. But you snapped out of it before they did.

Moving to the side in time you missed her first bite. However the second one came just as fast. It was as if she was as agile and quick as a greyhound. Able to make turns and push forward far better than you had ever seen. And the force of it was no joke either. Bitch could tackle you to the ground if she had wanted to right then and there. This time though the bite grabbed you. Your loose skin above your shoulder was pierced by her sharp teeth ripping holes deep and painful. Yet you were accustomed to that already. The abundant scars you had hidden under your equally thick fur hiding the thick skin below. The problem with where she bit though was that you were unable to get a bite in on her yourself. Instead, you were at her mercy as she practically dragged you away from the two males before you even had a chance to right yourself.

Getting far enough away from them, exactly how far you weren’t sure and for good reason, she threw you to the ground. You only had seconds this time to attack her before she bit you again. This time she had gotten closer to your throat but in this new position you had managed to clamp your own jaws onto her front left leg. Yet you didn’t stop there as she tried to shake you, as if you were merely a cotton stuffed toy. There was a reason why you always kept your back claws sharp. Never allowing Papyrus, Sans, or Jason to try and make them shorter. And today you planned on putting them to use. Bringing both back feet up you kicked and raked them directly at her underbelly between her legs. The softest part of her body easily becoming bloody and torn. You held nothing back when you did this. You made sure that every time your claws met her belly they dug just as deep and ripped just as much as she tried to do to you.

This trick always worked. In the Ring you had seen many dogs try and use this tactic to get the one on top of them off and at one point it lead to one dog being gutted. Their claws breaking into their abdomen muscle and allowed their hot steaming innards to fall and drag beneath them. That dog in particular did not make it. The dog who had done it tearing out the gored dog’s throat. You on the other hand weren’t going for that. You wanted to keep Hellena alive even if it seemed like she wanted you dead. You would not allow yourself to stoop to her level. However, that did not also mean that you would not play just as dirty as her. If she wanted a fight… then you were damn sure you were going to give her one.

Yelping in pain when you dug deeper towards where her back thigh met her belly, she released you. Getting off she jumped away making sure to put a good distance from you yet still kept you at arms reach. Her white fur on her face was covered in blood. It stained it a dark red and a light shade of pink.

“Ha, so you can fight.” She said watching as you got yourself back onto your feet. “Guess that means I get to have a bit of fun before I end your life.”

You laughed loud and with the intent to make her mad. “Sorry to say this but that won’t happen. We’ll both be walking out of here alive; the only difference is that I will be the winner and you will crawl out of here with your tail between your legs.”

The two of you then began to circle the other. Teeth bare and blood dripping from both of your mouths. There could have been a moment of silence between you both but Hellena did not seem to want that.

“You don’t belong here. A mongrel of a mutt like yourself belongs to the streets of the city. Your presents alone is desecration enough to this forest. And Papyrus choosing you of all things to be his alpha and mate? Pathetic! I’ll make sure to make him realize that he was wrong to ever think of such a thing as I drag your mangled course back to him.” She growled loudly.

Sarcasm. That was the best ay to get the upper hand on dogs that were prone to letting their anger get to them. Another trick you learned while in the Ring. Get them mad enough and they will start attacking blindly. Get them really mad and you practically won the fight at this point. They were usually so blinded by their rage of not taking you down fueled by the taunts and words you threw at them. Their decision on choosing the right attack and leaving their weak spots open making it easy for you to win. Papyrus seemed like the kind to fall for that trick to. Perhaps when you got back to them you would teach him how to get over that.

“Heh. You have to actually beat me in order for that to happen. But just looking at how you pissed yourself that won’t happen. Oh, wait, that’s blood. I wonder who dirtied your pretty white fur with it~” You said making sure she saw your smirk as well as saw you looking down at her torn up belly.

That last remark seemed to do the trick. Not wasting any more time she sprung at you only this time you met her on it. Fur, growls, and yelps filled the forest around you. Any who was near could very well hear it from a mile away. That’s if they did not smell the blood first. Which in itself littered the ground each time one of you pulled away or let go of the leg or piece of skin your teeth had clamped on to. Neither of you left room for the other to breathe though. The moment you two pulled away the two of you were lunging for each other once more.

Yet while this was going on something else was happening. Something that could only bee seen and heard by you. Flashes, each time Hellena blocked the sun that pierced through the canopy, made you see the sun as the bright florescent lights of spotlights. The forest changing around you in a diluted blur. Images of the pit coming into your mind and bearing fruit as they fell upon your eyes. The cries of the animals and birds as they flew or ran away turned into the cheers of humans standing around you behind the safety of the cage. Their voices chanting your name as well as someone else’s.

Who? Who else were they chanting for? Was it this dog you were pitted against? Were they thinking you were going to lose? No. You won’t let them win. You needed to escape from here. You needed to live so you could be finally free. Free from this hell. Free from the rope that death was trying to lead you by. But you found yourself somehow losing. Why!? Why were you losing!?! Why were you on the ground now? Why did your throat hurt so much?

You lunged for the dog attacking you, but you slipped. Your paw had lost its footing on the slick ground. No! Quick! You needed to adjust yourself quickly! But it was to late. You felt the other dog’s teeth clamp down on your previously injured back leg. And with one good yank you were tossed. Something hard hit your back stopping you from going to far though. It seemed to thick to be the bars of the pit’s cage. It was also rough. It was not as smooth as the round iron bars that encircled it usually was. Had they thrown something into the pit again? Had they tried to give you something to put between you and this dog? No, that did not sound right. They would ever do that. The humans were always to cruel to even lend a bit of help to anything. Even those poor pups. They allowed them to die so easily. To be shredded with not even a speck of mercy just to be used as free fodder. No they would never help anyone less it was for themselves.

You tried to get up. You needed to but your hind leg hurt to much. It hurt to even try to move it. Even breathing was starting to get hard. You were so tired. You just wanted to rest. Then a shadow caught your eye. The dog that had been attacking you seeing it to. They stopped fighting you when they saw the newcomer. You froze when you looked at them directly. Your blood running colder than the snow that fell into your cage through the hole in the roof.

It was King.

But didn’t you escape him? Didn’t you hear him run away before? You knew you did. But when? When had you seen or heard such a thing? You were still in the pit. You were still here in the Ring. This didn’t make any sense. He looked at you. The usual smug grin he always looked at you with along with those disgustingly perverted eyes. But they were red this time. Why were they red? You did not know nor did you have the time to figure that out. The horn had not gone off yet. The fact that you were nor they were dead meant that there had been no winner yet. And that only happened when someone died.

That was not going to be you. Not today. Not ever.

While the other dog was distracted you turned your body around to where you were back on all four feet. Then a final launch Your jaws opening as wide as they could. Teeth clamping down with such force that you felt them pierce through muscle and flesh. You recognized where you had bitten down on. It was important. It was easy to destroy. All you had to do was keep your jaws closed. Keep the flow of air from coming through. Tighter and tighter until the struggling stops.

Almost there.

They were already starting to fade away.

“Y/N!”

That voice. It was familiar.

“Y/n, let her go!”

Sans? That was Sans voice calling you. But you couldn’t understand why you heard his voice here. He should be somewhere else. Somewhere with trees, a nice house, a caring human. They shouldn’t be in this evil place.

You looked up letting the dog’s neck go. Your eyes scanning the cheering crowd looking for them. There! They were here. They were running towards you. Sans and Papyrus. But how? How did they get here? They needed to get away. Get away or else they would end up here just like you. Fighting day in and out risking your life for no reason other than to kill again. No, you wouldn’t let them get close. You wouldn’t allow the humans to get ahold of them to. Yet as you opened your mouth to tell them to stay back the cheering and the imagery of the Ring began to disappear. Rapidly coming back and forth from reality. One second you were in the Ring and the next you were in a forest.

You shook your head trying to clear your mind. If Sans and Papyrus were here then that meant that you weren’t back at that place. It was way to far away. And King wasn’t here either. You knew that it was your mind playing tricks on you at that notion. It was an impossibility that you would be there, or King be here as well.

You opened and closed your eyes several times still shaking your head. You needed to see the truth. You needed to see where you were. But when your eyes and mind finally cleared and the sounds and echoes disappearing into nothing but the sound of the breeze in the trees you came to the stark realization of what had happened around you.

Blood. It was everywhere. It painted the leaf littered ground like a glorious war-torn painting. The dark red blood mingling well with the light tans, browns, and dark brown tones of the leaves and the earth below them. Even the grass had it. The look of it reminding anyone of a drop of red wine sliding across dark green glass. The earth itself was not spared either. Clear signs showed where you and Hellena had dug your paws and nails into the ground. Deep trenches showing where one was during certain points of the fight.

Hellena.

Her name coming to your mind the moment you looked down just enough to see a tuff of white fur being blown away. You were scared to look at her. You couldn’t feel her move under your paw. Not even a breath being taken in, her ribs would have moved your paw if she did. But then a few seconds turned into a minute and that was enough to tell you that you had fucked up. The weight of the sin you had just committed clenching so heard in your chest that it was painful. So very painful.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you stepped off of her. Big globs of tears falling down your face as you backed away. You shouldn’t have looked at her when you did. You should have had your eyes somewhere else. But you kept looking at her as you backed up one small step at a time. Your body trembling as you saw her throat where you had been biting covered and still leaking blood.

“No… No. This wasn’t supposed to happen.” You said almost as a whisper. “She was supposed to live. She was supposed to surrender. How? How could I have allowed this?”

“Y/N!”

“sweetheart, wait!”

That’s right. This was all your fault. All because you wanted to stay with them. All because you wanted to be selfish. For allowing them to get close to you. For allowing them to grow feelings for you. Looking up at them you could see the shock, fear, and worry in their eyes.

They probably didn’t like you now because of what you did. How could anyone like a monster like you after what you had just did. You needed to go. You couldn’t stay here anymore. They wouldn’t want you around now because of this. Papyrus wouldn’t want you as a mate. Sans wouldn’t want to be close to you anymore after what you had done to his female. He probably hated you now. That’s why they also stayed away from you instead of coming close. As if you would attack them if they dared to step anywhere in the bloodied zone.

Another pang of pain clenched at your chest. It was becoming unbearable. You couldn’t take it or their stares anymore. You couldn’t bear the thought of them seeing you as what you truly were. A killer.

“I-…I’m sorry.” You said with a whimper before you turned around. Away from their eyes. Away from their fear struck faces. Away from the one chance you had at living a comfortable life.

You ran.

Chapter Text

Sans walked trenches back and forth between the front door to the side sliding one. His head was low, ears pointed back, and was letting out an almost quiet low rumbling growl. To the door and back again to the side one. Over and over not once stopping.

You had been gone for days. To many since he had seen you run off. Sans had wanted to chase after you that day. He wanted to stop you so badly. Yet the mess you had made of Hellena needed to be handled first.

Surprisingly the bitch survived. Papyrus having realized when he came to check her. Hence why he couldn’t follow you. He had been told by Papyrus to get her over to Jason. She needed the quick medical attention less she actually died that day. And the bitch? The one that started all this shit. Well she just sat there happily like she had not just almost died not to long ago on the cushion he and you had shared together. Not only had Jason patched her up but Papyrus also gave her a little bit of healing to get her out and away from deaths door. But if you had asked Sans, he wished his brother hadn’t. He wished this damn whore had died where you had left her.

To be honest after hearing what little you had told him about the dog fighting place you had been at he understood that you could fight. He clearly knew that you could hold your own. But damn did it surprise him to see you actually do it.

He had to admit though you were hot doing it. Back where he came from it was kill or be killed even when it came down to the heats. Having a partner that wouldn’t slit your throat afterwards was always something to be alert about. But you were his soulmate. There could be no way for him to feel threatened by you. If anything everything about you turned him on. It was awkward at times having to hide his erection when it began to show through his fur there. You weren’t any help either. Teasing and seducing him the way you did to Papyrus to get your way. It was supposed to be the other way around. He and Papyrus were supposed to be the ones making you fall for them, or “woo” in his brothers terms. He had to say, you definitely knew how to wrap people around your finger. Perhaps that was why he was so scared when he found you after Hellena had taken you.

At first seeing all that blood scattered around the leaf litter he had thought that you were the one that was in danger. His soul clenched so tightly he thought it would shatter from just thinking that you had died before he could bond with you. But as you turned and ran he was able to see that you weren’t that badly hurt. However that was only from what he could see. Who knew how badly you actually were other than yourself. And you weren’t here to tell him. You weren’t here to let him comfort you, help you, heal you. Given the fact that he was shit at healing. He could try though. For you he would try anything and everything.

Hence why he was so anxious. He wanted you back. Wanted you here with him. To tell you how much he loved, cared, and needed you. Instead, he was stuck here in this damn house babysitting this damn skank until her owner came to get her after work. Which you didn’t understand why she just couldn’t leave her at their own home. It wasn’t like she did anything anyways other than stink up the place. That’s why Sans also moved the things you liked into his and Papyrus’ room. Not only to keep them away from Hellena but to make sure your smell stayed with him at least. Your scent on the blankets and pillows were the only thing keeping him from going stir crazy at this point.

“Sans.. I need help.” Hellena called trying to get herself untangled from the IV. She had been told to stay still but with how many bites and cuts you had given her it was hard for her to get comfortable in any position.

“do it yaself.” Came his annoyed yet short angry reply. He could care less about her. In fact, he wouldn’t even bat an eye if she disappeared or just straight up died at this point. And even though he shouldn’t, he wished that you had managed to kill her because now he and Jason were going to be stuck with her until Hellena’s humans or at least Amy had finally moved in.

At the thought of Amy the image of the copies of himself and his brother came to mind. Those weird versions made his skin crawl. Not because they were hideous nor because they were mean or cruel. It was because they were on a completely different perversion level than he was. And they made sure to show it every time they met. It was a wonder why Hellena did not go with them fully. All those stupid wants and needs of hers would have been met a long ass time ago. It made no sense to him why she kept coming to him.

“Why are you so mad at me? Your stupid stray was the one that almost killed me.” She growled still choosing to call you names rather than your actual one.

“because that stray is my mate and ya fuck’en tried to kill her first because ya can’t take no for a answer.” Sans growled turning to look at her. His eyes showing all the hate he had for this female show clear like pure water.

It made Hellena flinch, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. “But I’m supposed to be yours. I was supposed to be your soulmate, not her.”

“ha! whoev’ah fed ya that bullshit lied. i only have one ‘n she’s out there in those woods.” Sans laughed in a scoffing manner. Walking up closer to her he made himself stand up straight. His body standing taller and looking more menacing than how he normally looked him his usual slouched lazy way. “ 'n if i ev’ah see or hear ya talk’en shit or dare to hurt her again, ya gana be in for a real bad time.”

“Did you just threaten to kill me?” She asked shocked but also angry.

Sans gave her a cruel smile, his gold tooth flashing as the light coming from the window made it glint. “heh, lets just say ill just do what I stopped her from do'en. better yet i might just let her deal with ya if she wants. hold ya down while she tears ya insides out. or I can just get rid of ya now. save her the trouble of see’en ya when she gets back.”

 Sans watch her anger turn to fear. Her body starting to tremble as what he assumed was because she imagined what horrible things he or you would do to her. In fact, just thinking of you killing with him made him shiver in delight. How wonderful it would have been to have you there in the Underground with him and Papyrus. Be it as a human or a dog he knew you would be a force to be reckoned with. Even now imagining you covered with blood and dust as you came to him giving him that seductive look you always had made him want to go out and find you to pup you right where he found you. Bury himself so deep that even with the knot you wouldn’t want him to let you go.

The look of sadistic pleasure on his face must have had been quite a shock to see. Hellena had managed to move away from him tucking herself in the corner of the wall and the cushion. “He was right! Ever since she came you have changed! Your not the same Sans I remember.”

Sans eyes snapped to her when he heard her speak. “he? who told ya about her?” He asked letting out a snarl of a growl.

No one other than Jason, his brother, and himself should have known about you. He had made sure to have a thorough conversation with Jason to not let any of the other humans know about you until they had finally gotten you to bond with them. If the others knew about you then they could very well try and take you away. Trick you into staying with them. Allow themselves to get closer to you than you had ever been with his brother and himself. He couldn’t have that. Not until he and his brother had you for themselves. So it pissed him off that someone already knew about you. Someone that had the gall to send her to his home and cause trouble.

“What do you mean who? It was Classic! Who else would talk to me other than you two, Cherry, Plum, and him and his brother? When he had told me that you and your brother were keeping a stray I just couldn’t believe it so I had to come and see for myself.” She said practically bawling at this point.

Classic. That stupid low balling conniving piece of shit! How could Sans not have known? How could he not piece everything together? This was his world after all. Granted he nor the others including himself and his brother were dogs to begin with but since that ass hat had to mess with the machine everything, well, lets just say that they were as they were because of him. But when? When and where had that bastard seen you? When had he been here to know? He had made sure that he and his brother kept guard ever since you came. The only one that should have had any suspicion was that starving bastard and his pup of a brother.

Sans growled again just recalling how that thing had been snooping around the day you had woken up and the following days after. He knew it was because all the blood you had left on their driveway but still just seeing that there was nothing there and the fact that you were at Sans home should have been a reasonable deterrent. Yet that thing still lingered around. Staying on the outskirts of Sans and Papyrus’ territory. Watching and waiting for you to come out by yourself. Perhaps that was the time that Sans’ had seen you. The times he spent trying to chase off and lead that thing away.

What confused him the most though was why Hellena of all people? Why did Classic send her? Axe he understood. The beast of a creature wanting nothing but to constantly eat would have made a snack out of you before he could even realize that you were his mate as well. But to send Hellena to get rid of you was weird even for Classic.  Still though, this did not mean the furry bastard was off the hook.

Leaving Hellena there, not even bothering to give her a second glance, he teleported straight to Classic’s house. He made sure to appear in the living room. A small cloud of red mist dissipating around him as he stepped forward. The layouts of the cabins were mostly the same. Some having lofts while others had something like his where the master bedroom was covered for privacy. Though instead of the more rustic edgy furniture and dark themed décor, Classics place looked more like your stereotypical cozy cottage. Small plants, wood furniture, and bland tones that matched a little to well for his liking.

What Sans found there though was not his copy but instead his brother’s. The cream colored wolf-dog watching some sort of cooking channel on the tv. When he saw Sans though instead of being frightened the tall dunce seemed happy to have a rather angry uninvited guest. Yet Sans would do no damage to him. His brothers copy, Cream, was not the one that deserved his rath. Though it would very well put Classic in his place. An eye for an eye if one were to say. Though he could not bear to do harm to him, unfortunately. So instead, if he couldn’t harm him, he could always use him in a different way instead.

“hey milkweed,” Sans called gaining the dogs attention. “ya know where ya bro is?”

“I AM AFRAID NOT. HOWEVER IF LOOKING FOR HIM IS WHAT YOU NEED THEN I THE GREAT PA- CREAM WILL BE AT YOUR SERVICE!” Cream said happily getting off of the couch. His tail wagged excitedly happy to help his brother’s copy.

“ha, what can a ov'ah excited pup like ya do to help-“ Sans stopped himself from finishing that sentence as a small realization of an idea came to him. “heh, ya know what, yeah, ya can help me hunt for ya bro. But I gotta show ya someth’en first.”

“REALY!? IS IT A SURPRISE? THAT WOULD BE LOVELY!” Cream said his tail raising higher as well as wagged faster.

“sorry but it ain’t someth'en to wag at.”

That dampened Cream’s mood slightly. Letting out a small questioning ‘oh’ he waited for what Sans had to say.

“yeah ya bro fucked up real bad this time. But I ain’t gana go into details just yet. ‘m gana let ya see first what ya bro did first hand.”

Cream’s happy demeanor then disappeared. His face and ears drooping slightly. This had not been the first time that his brother’s pranks had gone astray. One time it had caused the cat that their human wanted to adopt to run away. And that was on the first day that it had arrived! Why had his brother thought to do such a thing he did not know but it sure disappointed him that he was not able to meet the smaller creature and make a new friend. Cream had told Classic to try and behave after that. That making new friends was a good thing for him to do since he never got along well with the others. Yet here his brother still was staying at home and being a lazy bones.

Coming to the conclusion that he needed to see what his brother had done he allowed Sans(Red) to take him to their cabin. Unfortunately what he had came to see when he teleported with him was not something that looked like a simple prank. It was Hellena! And she was hurt!!

“OH MY STARS! MISS HELLENA, WHATEVER IN THE WORLD HAPPENED TO YOU!?” Cream asked racing over to the white wolf-dog that was still trying to untangle herself from the IV.

Hellena looked up when she heard Cream's loud voice. Yet instead of looking happy her face turned sad and she then began to cry. Fresh tears rolling down her face. “Oh Cream it was horrible! Your brother set me up!” She bawled not even bothering to stay in her refined and elegant state.

“I AM SURE THAT PERHAPS IT WAS MERELY A MISUNDERSTANDING. BUT PLEASE TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED.” Cream came over to her to lay down next to her as she cried, being mindful of course to not bump her injuries.

“It wasn’t a misunderstanding! Classic told me that there was a new dog living here with Sans and Papyrus and that she was corrupting them. I was so upset, Cream. I didn’t want that. He made me believe that that is what she was doing. That she was taking them away from me. It got so mad… and I… I wanted her gone so I tried to put her in her place. And I almost killed her. Me! I can’t even kill a bug and for some reason I felt so angry that I wanted her dead! That’s not like me Cream! I don’t know what came over me.” Hellena cried as she explained what had happened.

“WELL… I AM SURE THAT… OH GEEZE. HOW ABOUT THIS! WE FIND THIS NEW SOON TO BE FRIEND AND APOLOGIZE. I WILL HAVE MY BROTHER DO THE SAME AND THEN WE CAN MERELY PUT ALL THIS BEHIND US. WE CAN ALL BE FRIENDS LIKE HOW WE WERE BEFORE!” Cream said almost a little to enthusiastically.

Sans growled at that though. This was not something that could just be swept under the rug with an apology. Yet he knew that if they tried to mention punishing Classic in any way that Cream would try and weasel their way out of it with some other bullshit happy and hugging excuse. It was no wonder why Classic acted the way he did. Always doing what he wanted while his brother played the mediator and cleaning up his messes. But not this time. Sans would not stand for Classic to get away with this one.

“if Y/n is still alive that is. if she ain’t, and ya bett’ah start pray’en that she is, then ya bro wont be leav’en ‘ere with all four paws.” Sans said putting a bite in his voice.

Hot. Your body felt like it was burning. The heat from the sun as well as the heat radiating from your throat and leg was mind killing. It had been a day and a half since you snapped. At this point you had gone numb. Practically dragging yourself as you kept moving further and further deeper into the forest.

Your senses were dull and practically useless at this point. Your nose smelled nothing but dry blood and there was a ringing in your ears. Your sight was coming in and out from time to time but you could still tell which way you were going. In which case you had no clue whether you were moving out or into the forest. You had thought you were getting out of the forest. You had thought the trees were thinning out and that there was a road you could probably follow. But that road only ended up being a partially dried out creek.

A sigh left your mouth at the finding. At least though you could cool your body off with the water that was still flowing. It was enough to get you somewhat submerged. To bring down the fever you no doubt had. Maybe even get the sting out of your throat that made you want to cough and hack up. However getting down to it was going to be a chore.  The slope was rather slippery and there wasn’t much for you to use to keep yourself from tumbling down. And as you tried to look either way it seemed like this area was the lowest. The ridges on either side seemed to sharp of a drop to get you down through. Unless you wanted something other than your flesh broken then you would rather not try it over in those areas.

 You decided to rest before you tried going down. Your body flopped against a tree close to the ridge. The bark itched and poked at your skin but you didn’t bother to move. If you went down completely you doubted that you would be able to get back up. So there you sat having your upper half of your body being held up by the tree.

You wondered what Sans and Papyrus were doing right now. You doubted they would be searching for you. Why should they when you had killed their friend. Or at least you thought she was their friend. As you replayed the conversations in your mind it seemed as though they somewhat didn’t like her. Then again that could have been your own imagination filling in the parts you wanted them to be. You knew for a fact though that she was talking a lot of shit about you. Some actually hurting your feelings. But even then most of it was a blur. Like your vision at this point.

You closed your eyes to give them some rest as you tried to get your mind to remember Sans and Papyrus’ faces. The happy ones that made your heart squirm happily like a playful pup that just got used to its legs. Remember the sweet things they told you. Even Papyrus, who tried to hide them in scoffs and uncaring tones. His tail and face giving his emotions away. It made you silently laugh, your mouth opening slightly to act like it was ready to let the sounds out. And Sans? You missed his closeness. You missed the smug look on his face when he told you puns or said something stupid. The way he always had to be touching you in some way with his body. Be it a paw, his arm or side, or even his tail laying across your own. Something somehow had to be touching you to make sure you were still there. Even the pile the three of you had when it was time to sleep. Though you had only just started doing that three days before you snapped you had never felt so secure or safe as you had when you laid with them. To feel them practically smother you with their bodies made you have dreamless sleeps. The kind you were coming to love all over again.

It hurt you to have to leave. To walk, drag, your ass away from them. But you couldn’t face them after what had happened. You didn’t want to see their faces change from the ones you had in your memories. See the look Sans had given you when he came upon that blood stained spot where you and her had been fighting. The look of shock, fear, and uncertainty muddled together.

“Heh,… Sorry Gaster… Looks like I won’t… get shit done after all.” You said trying to speak through wheezes. Opening your eyes you looked over across the creek. “And you?... Did they send you?... Or are you here to free me from… this pain?”

You had thought your mind had been playing tricks on you. Be it from the fever, the blood loss, or you just finally went crazy. It had appeared the moment you had stepped out of Sans and Papyrus territory. Creeping behind or sometimes ahead. A white cream-ish colored creature. There was a strike of blue to. Again either because there was blue flowers on their back or your brain was playing rainbow wonderland you saw it there over them. In fact, sometimes you thought you had seen it completely cover them as they appeared somewhere behind you one second and then far ahead of you the next.

The bastard never spoke. Always followed without saying a single word. But you could feel the malice come off of them. Coming straight for you in huge waves that made your fur bristle. It was like this thing was mad at you before what had happened with Hellena. Like this creature had a deep rooted hatred of you for some reason.

Could it be one of King’s people? Or could it be someone that just hated dogs and was either a family member to Hellena? The possibilities at this point could be anywhere and nowhere. Hell, you couldn’t even tell if you yourself was coming or going. Still though this thing wanted you gone.

“Heh, cat got… your tongue?... You can say… im feline like mine was…Fuck... Shit hurts to just make a pun.” You said trying to either make them laugh or piss them off. You really didn’t know which way you wanted to go with it. However, the one across the creek seemed to take it as an annoyance.

“you shouldn’t be here.” His voice spoke out sounding annoyed to be even talking to you.

“Yeah… that’s what everyone’s… telling me. Ya know… I think there might be a … broken record somewhere making you all say that.” Pushing yourself off of the tree you figured that you were done resting and talking to this newcomer. “Don’t worry… I’m leaving already.”

“i meant you aren’t supposed to be here in this universe look'en the way you do.” The thing spoke again this time sounding angry.

You growled at him as you came to the edge. The ground here wasn’t slippery but it was a little loose with your weight going into certain spots. “Well excuse me for existing then… Its not like… I wanted to be here… Or live the life I have so… far… Now either finish me off or get lost… I don’t have any… patience to deal with a gnat like you… right now.”

“maybe that could work. cause another reset. set us in a different timeline. then again that might end us up in the same situation all over again.”

At this point you were just flat out ignoring him. Sliding unsteadily, you tried to get down to the bed of the creek without downright falling in. That in itself was a task and a half seeing as the dry dirt was rather slippery even if it was not wet. The not so smooth stones and rocks dug into your paw pads as you shifted your weight to keep moving down. Yet the coolness of the semi wet creek bed took most of the sting away when you finally got to the bottom. Now all you had to do was find a big enough puddle for you to flop into.

As you wobbled through the slowly moistening ground you felt whoever this dude was appear closer to you. Again he stayed a good distance away but having him behind you made you uncomfortable. It made your fur stand on end and that feeling of maliciousness swarm around you.

Turning to look back your eyes grew wide. A bone. One so large and so sharp that you were sure that if it pierced you that there wouldn’t be much of you left. Of course there wasn’t much body wise to you but having two giant wholes in your pelt sure as fuck did not sound good in the least. The sharp object was glowing blue along with the strange dog’s eye. A weird whisp thing coming out of it.

“sorry about this pal.” He said moving the spike so that it was directly above you. “i’ll make it up to ya next time.”

Fearing that there would be no time to escape you curled yourself up as small as you could. You hoped that the smaller you were the smaller a target you would be. That is, if this dog’s aim wasn’t correctly true. Otherwise, you basically made yourself a sitting duck. Then again you were sure you couldn’t run for shit. You could barely walk so the idea of moving out of the way was basically a fools move.

Keeping your eyes opened you waited for what seemed like your second time awaiting death. Yet instead of waiting in silence and not knowing what was coming you caught a glimpse of something. Your eyes seeing the blur at first. A swift rapid movement that could have been easily missed if you were not looking behind you like you were. But you saw it. Two black shadows appearing in the blink of an eye.

You were glad you didn’t shut your eyes. You were able to see the smaller of the black blurs tackle the blue stripe colored asshole. The angry yelp followed by fighting growls. You couldn’t see what was going on with those two after the initial attack. They had managed to get out of your line of sight.

You would have turned to see where they had gone to. Should have since you wanted to see the blue bitch get what he deserved. Yet your view, as you turned your head, was blocked by the other much larger black creature. And wouldn’t you fucking know it. Another damn dog. At one glance you would have thought it was Sans. The black fur sure looked the same as his, but under the light of day it was definitely clear that it was not the same shade of black. Not only that but the white thick ring of fur going around his neck , the orange eyes, paired with the same orange stripes going across his back sure was a definite tell all.

“You all just keep popping… out of the woodwork don’t ya?” You wheezed giving up on standing. Unceremoniously you just threw yourself down. The adrenaline, fear, pain and the all-around hopelessness that you had been feeling knocking you back once again. Oh and the blood loss. You definitely couldn’t forget all that you had dropped getting here. This new dog looked down at you. His orange eyes looking at you with mild disgust and anger. “What,… you hate me to? Want me… dead in order to save… the world or whatever bullshit Smurfette over there… was saying?... You can try… Better to do it now to… before someone else shows up.”

The guy still didn’t tell you anything. Instead, he lowered his head and grabbed you by the scruff on the back of the neck. A growl of warning left your mouth when his jaws grabbed you a bit to close to where one of your wounds were. He didn’t bother to let you go though. Nor did he pick you up. What ended up happening was your eyes failing you momentarily. The world around you going black for a partial amount of time. Your stomach also did a flip. Yet instead of food coming up the only thing that did was bile that burned your throat as well as where you assumed what was making you wheeze. You also became even more dizzy. Your mind making you feel like you had eaten some bad food out of the trash again.

“W-What did…you do?” You asked becoming limp.

Your sight was going in and out again. A new wave of nausea paired with what you were already feeling made you wish you were already dead. You were not liking how you were feeling at all. And the trippy way your eyes were working didn’t help either.

Then there was a cold touch to your side. A pleasant coolness that relaxed part of your body that felt as if it was on fire. And then the rest of your body felt it. Like you were being submerged into a cold lake. The waters blasted with the freezing touch of mid winter.

“Oh shit~…” You sighed in relief.

Closing your eyes as the world began to turn slowly you welcomed the numbing cold to take you away. Your breathing began to slow. Still wheezing, but it wasn’t as labored as it had been before. Your muscles also began to relax. The tightness of them from the pain and the constant movement without rest making them feel like rubber bands ready to snap. But now they were going back to the way they once were. Bouncing back to their original places as if all the time spent in those woods were only a slight memory. The smell of blood was also gone from your nose. Good thing to. You were actually starting to get annoyed by it. Yet in its place was the smell of smoke. Like the ones humans made to cook their food.

Down for the time being as well as having your body relax made you begin to get sleepy. You tried your best though to not allow it to take you though. You couldn’t afford to let it take you. You needed to know who this dog was. What they wanted. And why for the love of all that is living would make this other shit stick not let you die. What else had this shitty world plan to do with you? Because you sure as fuck didn’t know and you sure as all hell were getting really fucking tired of all these games.

“ya can sleep, mistress. i got ya.” The new wolf dog said deciding to lay down next to you.

You audibly scoffed at him. “I’ll sleep… when I’m dead.”

Yet as a stroke of irony you did end up falling asleep. Not right away. It took a moment for it to take you. Slowly leading you to close your eyes completely as that cold feeling traveled from all over your body. Head, back, legs, up again, down again. From your head all the way to your bleeding paw pads. Relief to your body coming to you as if it was the cold touch of death.

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Cold. That’s basically how you felt after your fever subsided and your nausea went away. When your eyes cleared and focused. Yet your body remained unmovable. Still as unmovable as a mountain as you listened to the bickering of the most annoying wolf-dog you had ever seen. 

Now when they said compact animals were always the feistiest you were sure they were making their assumptions off of this one. Smaller than your Sans and louder than your Papyrus this wine striped dark grey colored runt was definitely asking for you to kick him into the trees. Like the dude was literally having a one person conversation with himself. All of it was directed at you sure but you weren’t going to give him the time nor day to answer his bullshit fits. If anything all you wanted to do was chill with who you assumed was his older brother.  Whom had said nothing this whole time since you had woken up the first time. He was exceedingly warm you had to say. Though his fur was a bit coarse it was warm enough to want to snuggle into. And seeing as how you were practically shivering you were glad he was allowing you to steal as much of his body heat as you could.

You weren’t in the woods anymore. Nor could you say you were in any human's house either. The thick plywood creating a rectangle shaped box with a moderately good sized opening off somewhere near you. Pair these things with the fact that the inside of the box was filled with clean hay or straw told you that this was basically a huge dog house. And seeing as how you were brought here you assumed that this was owned by them. 

The time you had been here for was unknown. You had been in and out of sleep for what seemed like a whole day. Your body growing stiff again the moment you woke up didn’t help either when trying to relax. It was also hard to roll over. With everything still hurting the way it was and the bedding causing you to itch some you wanted to flip over on your other side so badly. You wanted to move around. To get as far away from this annoying super sized Pomeranian. 

“SERIOUSLY THE NERVE OF YOU. HAVE YOU NO SHAME. IF IT WERE ME I WOULD HAVE NEVER ALLOWED SUCH AN ATROCITIE TO HAPPEN. WHY, I WOULD HAVE SNUFFED THE LIFE OUT OF THAT INGRATE’S SOUL. BUT THEN AGAIN YOU ARE A MONGREL. ITS NO WONDER YOU ENDED UP THE WAY YOU DID.” Black, or Blackberry as his human called him,  went on again. 

Right now you were trying to fall back asleep. Your eyes becoming heavy when you got a whiff of that smoke again. In fact there was smoke. You had thought it was you just hallucinating at first but as your mind began to clear and the ringing subsided you did in fact see purple smoke. And whenever you saw purple smoke you instantly started to feel calmer. Which was fine with you because if you didn’t you would have reached out and grabbed that yapping shit. Gave him something to really talk shit about.

“You don’t… know what you’re… talking about… You weren’t there… when it happened.” You wheezed with a hint of a growl. 

Apparently word had gone around about your fight with Hellena. She was alive which was a huge relief to you. But at the same time it worried you still. You had roughed her up pretty good so she should be in a worse state than you. And if you were feeling like crap just from this you were sure she was practically a fur rug by now. Heh, serves her right though. Talking all that shit and then she goes after you because she was practically told no. Got to learn a lesson one way or another.

“I DO NOT NEED TO BE ANYWHERE TO KNOW. AND IT DOES SEEM YOU CAN SPEAK. SO THEN TELL ME, WHAT DID CLASSIC WANT WITH YOU?” Black asked haughtily.

“Don’t fucking know… Go find out yourself… Maybe then… my ears can finally stop ringing.” You said even though they weren’t.

“AM I TO PRESUME THAT YOU FIND MY VOICE ANNOYING!?” Black seemed to be both angry and upset with what you had said. Not like you cared. 
“If the… chew toy squeaks.”

Black seemed to be taken back by that. Like he wasn’t expecting to hear that from you. But then again after hearing him bitch all damn day and have him talk shit about you like Hellena did he was lucky to even hear you waste your breath to even speak to him. For all you could have done was just continue to ignore him like you had been doing. But enough was enough. You couldn’t stand it anymore.

“HOW UNGRATEFUL! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK US TO TRACK YOU DOWN AFTER FINDING OUT YOU WERE IN OUR TERRITORY? LET ALONE THE FACT THAT WE WASTED SUCH TIME AND EFFORT TO LOOK FOR A WEAK PATHETIC MUTT LIKE YOUESELF TO SAVE YOU FROM CLASSIC.” He ranted getting on all four feet after he had decided to sit close to you a while ago.

“I didn’t… ask for your help.” 

“ARE YOU SUGGESTING THAT YOU WOULD HAVE RATHER BEEN KILLED? BECAUSE THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED HAD WE NOT INTERFERED.” Black said like he was scolding a child.

“Yes… I actually would have.” You said blandly. Your eyes then became hollow. As if you were trying to hide all the emotions you were feeling from showing through them. You owed nothing to these two dogs. They nor anyone else for that matter deserved to see how upset you were becoming.

Your tone and the look on your face must have shocked Black, as well as his brother from the flinch you felt him do. Both, even though the other was already quiet, fell silent after that. The only things that could have been heard in the seconds that followed were the birds chirping away. Seeing as how bright it was out of the opening it was easy to tell that it was already midday and because of that all the birds in the forest should have been singing to their hearts content.

“You Don’t Mean That. You Are Not Thinking Right.” Black said with concern and for the first time since being brought here you had actually heard him use an inside voice. 

It actually made you look at him. Your eyes taking in the upset look he had. But it didn’t bother you. If anything you much rather liked this than the other boisterous haughty him.

“After all I've been… through, runt, I’d say I’m thinking… clearer than I ever had before. Though my… fur may hide it there’s more scars on me… than there are stars in the sky… More fights under my belt… and bodies that I was forced to put down… And because of that… everyone seems to want me dead…” You wheezed moving your head so that you wouldn’t have to look at anyone while you spoke. You were trying to make your voice monotone. Trying to keep the emotions from coming up from your mouth as they pooled and collected at the back of your throat threatening to spill over. 

“no one wants that, mistress.” Rus said trying to sound reassuring.

You tried to huff out a laugh but what ended up happening was a painful stab like feeling that hurt your lungs. Or rather you should say your left one. Could you have a broken rib? Probably. You did hit that tree rather hard and it could have had damaged the one you had broken before. You didn’t doubt that a piece of it broke off and was pressing against your lung in an annoying spot.

“Then explain why two of them… wanted me dead. Or why everyone else… keeps treating me like shit… Stray. Mutt. Pest… Mongrel… why bother staying where no one wants me… and feeling the sting in my chest… I don’t know if I can make it up… after this last fight… ‘n I got nowhere else to go… So I either die here… or on the streets…”

“BUT DYING WILL NOT FIX ANYTHING! THAT IS JUST A FOOL’S WAY OF THINKING.” Black shouted going back to his normal tone once more.

“Then what else do you want me… to do?... Im so tired… Tired of fighting… Tired of searching…I just want to rest without having to watch… my back… Having to walk on shells… so I don’t get kicked out…I want to be able… to relax and not worry when all of it would… be taken away from me again…I…just want too just be… happy. And I was… I was so happy, but then I ruined it… I fucked up so bad that… there’s no way for me to get it back… And if there was, I’m just so tired… to go after it again.” 

By now you couldn’t hold back the emotions anymore. Your voice had started to crack and tears began to glide across your fur. You must have been crying heavily to. The tears you had been shedding making small plat sounds when they landed on the bedding.

Rus moved not long after you finished speaking. The loss of heat made you shiver as the air that came in from the entrance stole what little warmth you had away. You figured the reason why he had left was because you were acting like a child. Crying and whining about why you wanted your misery to end. Acting pathetic and weak in front of them. But what did they know? They didn’t know what you had gone through since they dragged your ass here. They didn’t know how much this and your body was hurting you. How emotionally draining this whole experience was for you. They couldn’t see how exhausted your soul was at this point. Where it was just barely holding itself together as it was.

So deep in your thoughts you didn’t notice him return not that much long after. It was only when you flinched feeling something soft and heavy slide across your back. It was a blanket. A purple one that smelled like it had came fresh out of the wash. The scent tickling your nose almost causing you to sneeze at first. 

“THEN IF YOU HAVE NO WISH TO FIGHT FOR IT NOW THEN ALLOW US TO DO IT. I, THE MALICIOUS BLACKBERRY, WILL LEND YOU THIS MEAGER FORM I CURRENTLY HAVE. AS CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD SOMETHING AS SIMPLE AS MAKING SOMEONE CONTENT AND COMPLACENT IS CHILD’S PLAY. AND AS SUCH UNTIL YOU ARE READY TO TAKE THE REVENGE YOU SO WISH WE WILL DO OUR BEST TO SEE TO IT THAT YOU ARE WELL AND YOUR HP REPLENISHES TO ITS RIGHTFUL STATE.” Black said high and mightily. He then made the pose that your Papyrus usually made. Chest out, head held high, and the usual look of pride beaming from him like a light from a lighthouse on a dark and starless night.

What had struck you though was the mention of revenge. You were not a vengeful creature. Yeah you hated the people and animals that had caused you not only physical but also emotional hurt but vengeance was never something you ever thought about. Because to you everything that happened was all because of your own negligence. Those things happened because you became to comfortable. To blinded. To ignorant of the world around you as you held tightly onto the small light of hope you ever had. Feeding and nurturing it whenever it grew and shined brighter. 

“Who is to blame… other than myself?... It was my fault… for ending up like this.” You asked genuinely.
“NO IT IS NOT! CLASSIC, THAT FOUL CONIVING PEST, IS THE CAUSE OF YOUR CURRENT PAIN! IF HE HAD NOT TRICKED HELLENA INTO PICKING A FIGHT WITH YOU THEN YOU WOULD NOT BE IN THIS SITUATION AND IN MY TERRITORY. OUR INITIAL MEETING WOULD ALSO NOT HAVE BEEN RUINED. AFTER I PUT ALL THAT PLANNING INTO IT TO.” Black growled angry as he recalled all the planning and lines he had rehearsed after he had found out about you. 

That in itself happened the day after Jason had found you. He had came to borrow some supplies in order to patch you up. And Danny, his owner, was all to glad to give him the supplies out of her old med kits. Like the needles and the thread for your stiches. He had came in a frenzy after finding out that one of your muscles was severely infected. Whining and crying over a dog he had been trying to save. 

At first Black had thought nothing of you. Another stray that would not last more than a week. But then Jason kept coming back. Visit after visit he had gushed over how well you were doing and how well you had taken to Red and Edge. Which in itself was an odd thing. Because neither Red nor Edge would be fine with a stray coming to stay with them. Especially Edge. So it piqued his interest more when he heard how well you had wrapped them around your finger where Hellena couldn’t. Then again Hellena in herself was a good enough excuse for why she didn’t get close to anyone. 

So he had intended after careful thought to introduce himself to you. Primping and grooming himself daily to make sure that his immaculateness was perfect. Not a single strand of fur was out of place. And his lines were specially rehearsed as well. Not a word or sentence would have made you dislike him after he had uttered them. But then he over heard the call. The one from two and a half days ago where Jason had told everyone about what had happened and to be on the watch for you. Though the culprit for everything that had transpired was not told to him till later this morning after they had brought you home with him. 

In fact, word about you specifically had spread like wildfire more than it had about the fight with Hellena. Blue, Stretch, Plum, and even Cherry were all over the idea of meeting you when you were finally ready. Of course that was also the reason why Plum and Cherry had urged their humans to move in quicker. The more they were able to be closer to you the better their chances were to win you over as well. Which if that was the case then Black and his brother were shit out of luck because they were three cabins away from you. And the areas around the cabins were thick and heavily spaced out. Which in itself was a wonder how you had even made it this far into their own territory with how battered you were. Surely had Classic nor they found you the possibility of you dying in the woods would have actually happened.

“I’m not petty enough to kill someone… for trying to kill me.” You wheezed closing your eye when Rus laid himself back down next to you and began to lick away your still flowing tears.

“don’t have to kill ‘em.” Rus mumbled through licks.

“PRECISELY! KILLING HIM WOULD BE TO EASY BUT TORMENTING HIM OVER AN EXTENDED PERIOD OF TIME! NOW THAT’S DASTARDLY! FOR NOW IT SEEMS YOUR EXISTENCE IS HIS BANE BUT I AM MOST CERTAIN THAT IF WE CAN FIND A TRUE REASON FOR HIS HATRED OF YOU THEN WE CAN THEN PROCEED WITH THAT LATER. FOR NOW SHOWING HIM THAT YOU ARE ALIVE AND WELL WILL HAVE TO DO. DO YOU NOT AGREE?” He asked seeming to grow excited about the idea of getting back at Classic. 

“What if… he tries to keep coming after me?… If he has that weird shit again… I won’t be able to go up against him.” You said trying to move your face away from Rus only for him to come closer and continue until there was no more room for you to move your face away.

“ya wont have to.” 

“CORRECT AGAIN! THERE WILL BE NO NEED FOR YOU TO FIGHT ANYMORE LESS YOU WISH TO. NOW THAT EVERYONE KNOWS OF YOUR EXISTENCE YOU WILL HAVE SOMEONE NEAR YOU AT ALL HOURS OF THE DAY. IF CLASSIC WISHES TO TAKE YOU DOWN THEN IT WILL BE NEITHER SAFE OR ACOMPLISHABLE ON HIS PART.”

You thought about that. Did you have anymore strength in you to keep going as well as deal with this? Did you even want to? Yes. That was a no brainer. You wanted so badly to go back to Sans and Papyrus. You wanted to be back in their home where you had felt so happy in. Be close to them and Jason. You wanted to hear Sans’ dumb puns as well as his flirting and listen to Papyrus’ telling of what happened in the war movies he had watched. If anything else could be given to you then that is what you wished for the most.

You sighed, or at least you gave something close to one. “Fine… But if anything happens… I’m holding you responsible.” 

“IF ANYTHING WERE TO HAPPEN TO YOU BECAUSE OF OUR NEGLIGENCE, PET, THEN ALL OF US WOULD BE DAMNED TO THE DARKEST REACHES OF THE UNDERGROUND.” Black said coming up to you. Leaning down he gave you a single lick onto the top of your head before moving towards the entrance of the wooden room. “I WILL INFORM DANNY OF YOU BEING HERE. WE WILL CONVINCE HER TO ALLOW YOU TO STAY HERE TILL YOU ARE WELL ENOUGH TO GO BACK.” 

“Fine.” You said shutting your eyes. 

The wooden house became finally quiet then. The soft sounds of the birds and the breathing of both you and Rus. The ear-splitting shouts of Black finally ceasing for the time being made you happy. Well, more like calmer now. That and you were much warmer as well with the blanket. 

“Rus?” You wheezed out a whisper breaking the serene silence. “ Is it… alright if I be selfish?”
“sure.” You heard him mumble as he worked his licking towards the top of your head. 

“Then can I ask… for some more of that smoke stuff you have been… using?” You asked uncertain of what he would say.

You had figured that the smell of smoke was helping you somehow. Every time you had smelled it your body would then relax and for some reason it was easier to breathe. Your lungs became lighter and you were able to calm down enough to not only think clearly but also to relax enough to get some well deserved sleep. That’s what you really wanted right now. If you were ask, and you did, than sleep would be the best thing for you at the moment.

“can’t give ya 'nymore magic darl'en. would make ya feel worse.” He said sounding somewhat disappointed.

You let out an understanding sigh. “Then can you… help me roll over? My side… itches.”

 Right as you asked that there was a bang on the side of the wooden house. There was also the squawk of a woman. Her bickering and ranting as if she was chiding someone. Suddenly the wall that your back was at fell away. The loud thud causing you to flinch. Thought that in itself hurt because it made you pull on those already tight muscles. You then felt the sun at your back followed by the scent of wild flowers and something sweet. There was also the familiar smell of medicine and chemicals. 

“Well looky here! So this is where you have been.” A woman's voice said from behind you. It was soft yet hard at the same time. It was like the soft spoken tone of a commander. A person with wisdom thrown upon them at their youth. The second time you flinched it was not as strong. The hand coming to pet the top of your head gently. “ You poor thing. That mean ol Hell hound beat you up pretty bad didn’t she.” 

“WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY WE WILL NOT ALLOW HER TO RETURN TO THAT PLACE WHILE SHE IS THERE. TRICKED OR NOT I DO NOT TRUST HER.” Black piped in poking his head from around the woman. “IN FACT, SHE WILL ONLY BE ALLOWED TO STAY HERE INDEFINITELY! CLEARLY RED NOR EDGE HAVE THE BRAIN CELLS TO -ACK!”

“Yeah we know. Now move out of my way I need to look her over and I can’t do that if your in the light.” She said seeming to have pushed Black away by the face. 

You then felt her hands roam your body then. Her fingers moving your blood crusted and matted fur away to see the skin underneath. She must have not liked what she had seen under your fur though. The discouraged sighs and ‘tsk’ she let out telling you that you may have been torn up worse than you thought.

“I’m going to have to tell Jason to bring some of his stuff with him. A lot of these are infected and she clearly has severe blood and electrolyte loss as well. That could be the reason why her body is locked up the way it is.” She said moving the blanket off of you as she searched lower down your body. 

You yelped though when she got to your chest. She had pressed a little to hard for your liking and that caused your lungs to squeeze. Suddenly feeling the loss of air in them you started to wheeze really badly. So much so that you ended up starting to hack and cough to the point where when you hacked hard enough you felt something hot and iron tasting coat your mouth. 

You assumed that you must have spat out some of it out when you continued to hack up. The sound of surprise and concern coming out of Black’s human was also a tell all. Her hand quickly pulling away to grab your face. Straightening it she made sure that your face was not staying in the wet sticky mess. 

“Oh I’m so sorry honey. Don’t worry I’m calling your dad right now.” She said pulling her hands away.
Trying to calm your breathing and your coughing you tried your best not to move. Every time your chest heaved it stung like a hot iron was pressing against your throat. It was like you had swallowed hot boiling water straight off of the stove. 

“Jason?” The woman asked after calling him. He did not take long to respond and seemed somewhat tired when he answered. “Hey I found your missing dog… !. Hey don’t yell in my ear man. Sheesh… Uh I wouldn’t call her alright. She seemed pretty banged up, clear signs of severe blood loss and I think she is locked up because of her electrolytes. But the main problem is she’s spitting up blood so I think there’s a tear somewhere in her esophagus… No don’t come here. She needs to go to your actual vet clinic and I definitely don’t have the tools to help her here… Ok. I’m gana give her a mild tranq so she wont be in to much pain while I move her and then I’ll head over there.”

 There was the sound of the beep when the call ended. You couldn’t hear much on Jason’s end but from the way he sounded he seemed to be in a state of panic. All because of me? You thought but then corrected yourself on it. Of course, he would be afraid. One being because he was always so kind hearted and the other no doubt because of how shocked he was to have seen Hellena. Surely he thought you were in the same boat to. However you doubted he would be anxious because he actually missed you. There was no way since he had only helped you for about two weeks, and most of it was spent with Sans and Papyrus rather than him.
You tried not to think about it. Whether he came or not was to be seen later. For now, it was best that you concerned yourself with the woman sitting beside you. Her hands were upon you again.

Delicately moving you slightly closer to the now open part of the wooden house. She also took the blanket off of you. You were thinking the cold would touch you without it but the sun took its place. The mild warmth soaked into your fur slowly allowing you to feel somewhat comfortable.  Then her hands were gone again. As quick as they were to touch you they were quick letting you go.

“Alright guys, keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn’t move. Im gana get her something to make her happy while we move her.” The woman said as she stood up and had already started to briskly make her way to wherever she came from.

“DO NOT FRET ONE BIT. DANNY IS SECOND TO NONE WHEN IT COMES TO IMMEDIATE MEDICAL ATTENTION. SHE WILL BE BACK ALMOST IMEDIATELY.” Black chimed in taking the place where the woman you now knew as Danny once was. 

“Is that.. who.. she is?” You asked taking quicker breaths in between.

“OF COURSE. WE REQUIRE THE UTMOST CARE GIVEN BY ONLY THOSE WE SEE FIT TO BE QUALIFIED, AND DANNY IS ONE OF THE BEST HUMANS AROUND. THAT AND HER CHOISES IN WINE ARE IMPECCABLE.” Black boasted sounding happy. 

You made a sound telling him that you had listened before going quiet again. Danny did not take that long to get what she needed anyways like she had said. The wait being only a few rushed minutes. When she had returned she had sat herself where you could actually get a good look at her. 

Caramel skin that glowed under the light of the sun. Beautiful curly hair that bounced whenever she moved. It started dark at the roots and turned a semi blond at the tips. She was quite lean from what you could tell. Carefully hidden muscles under a tiny layer of fat as well as hidden by the Browning Firearms shirt she wore. Blue jeans, brown Red Wing boots, and a sharp tooth of sorts hanging off of a leather string that dangled around her neck. To you all she was missing was a cowboy hat or at least a lasso tied to her hip. She did rather look the part of a Cowgirl and with the hint of that southern drawl in her voice one could say she was one.

“Ok sweetie I got what I need. Now, don’t you bite me. This is going to sting a bit.” She said as she pulled a syringe and a vile from the little pouch. Filling the syringe she flicked it one or twice until a little squirt came out. When that happened she scooched over closer to you. You had made sure to close your eyes. You did not want to see when the needle was going to stick you. But the other reason was because you were afraid of the pain that came with being poked. Would it hurt like the one Jason had given you? You really hoped it didn’t.

“WHY ARE YOU SO TENSE? IF YOU TIGHTEN YOURSELF UP ANYMORE YOU ARE LIKELY TO SNAP YOURSELF IN TWO.” Black barked coming back with his snappy attitude.

Great just when you had thought he was finally over with it. 

“scared of needles m’lord.” You heard Rus rumble beside you.

“NEEDLES? HA! WHAT IS THERE TO BE AFRAID ABOUT A SHARP PIERCING DEVICE THAT WILL MAKE YOU BETTER?” He asked before catching a glimpse of it as the needle reflected a bit of the sun off of it. His demeanor changed a bit when he saw it. With ears pointed back in a scared way and tucking his tail close to him he moved himself close to you to where your side was touching his. “Ahem… Perhaps There May Be Some Validation To Her Worries. BUT FEAR NOT! I WILL STAY WITH YOU UNTIL THIS EXPERIENCE IS OVER WITH.”

Grabbing a bit of your fur that lined your neck she pulled it up a bit before lining up the needle. “Ok, just a quick pinch and then off to sleepy land.” Danny said and before you had a chance to prepare she stuck your skin with the needle. A small yelp escaped your mouth when she did that. The burning of it made you want to shake it off or at least pull away. Yet just when the pain had started it then began to fade. Not only that but now you were starting to feel weird.

Like how before when you felt dizzy this was somewhat the same. Your eyes had began to lose its focus, your mind had become hazy, and it almost felt like you were floating. Actually now that you thought about it you could say you were. The world around you was slowly going by. The colors of the world blending together in a wash like scene being dragged from one side to another. Thankfully before she got nauseous from the weird way her eyes were working her flight came to an end when she was placed into a shady place again. This one was less itchy and smelled like a car. Were you in a car? You didn’t feel it moving. You didn’t hear it either. In fact you couldn’t hear much of anything. 

Feeling like you were going to get sick from seeing all of everything in such a weird way you decided to close your eyes. Even though you had not eaten anything in a while you weren’t feeling like making yourself sick enough to puke up whatever bile or acid was in your belly. Instead you just tried to enjoy the calm rocking. The feeling of water softly lapping against you as if you had actually sat in the creek when the water would have been higher. You weren’t cold either. Something somewhere was keeping you warm. Oh! You could breathe better now? How did that happen? Your body also didn’t hurt as much. Weird, but you weren’t gana complain one bit. No sir! You were gana enjoy this “feel good” ride till the conductor/driver decided to toss you out.

Danny giggled as she watched your tongue flopped out of your mouth when she had set you down on the examination table in the back of the clinic owned by Jason. You had such a goofy expression on your face because of the sedative she had given you and she had figured that you were enjoying it. If not then the rumbles and snores you were making must have meant that you really were exhausted. 

“You poor thing.” She said petting the top of your head as she waited for Jason. She knew that you were out for the count so any response from you was probably going to be a reaction to whatever they did to you physically. There couldn’t be a way for you to hear her. “First you get here beaten up and now not even a month and your back at square one. Do you wana stay with me? You can~. I can be a good mama to ya. Besides it gets stuffy being in a house with only boys all the time. I’m sure you understand having to have Big Red and Edge following you around.”

 At the mention of Red and Edge your ear twitched. In a way it almost looked as if you had been listening to her after all. Danny smiled at that. 

“You miss Red and Edge huh? I can’t blame you. They are such goofy boys just like mine. In fact Black seemed to be especially attentive to you since you got here. Did you know that? That prickly pear hates anyone other than his brother but somehow you managed to get him to feel concerned about you. How did you do it? Will you tell me the secret when you wake up?” 

Again there was no actual response out of you. Just the same noises letting her know that you were out like a light. Though the calmness of the conversation changed when Jason finally got there. Bursting through the back door of the clinic he practically scrambled his way in looking everywhere for Danny and yourself. And when he did his eyes filled to the brim with tears.

He couldn’t really speak at first. The only thing he did was run over to the table that you were on. His hands wanting to pull you over to him but hesitated at the sight of how banged up you actually were. Poor guy looked like he was both excited and scared about seeing you.

Shaky hands did finally manage to find their way onto your body though. Danny's hand on your head being replaced with his own while the other began to gently stroke your side and tangled fur. The tears finally broke free when he pressed his head against yours and he was able to hear the labored wheeze that followed out of you from the added weight.

“My poor baby.” He cried stroking your head and body. “I thought I had lost you. You gave me and the boys such a scare.” 

“She gave you a scare? Imagine having Black barrel through your living room like a bat out of hell yelling at you like a screaming parrot about your dog being at my place. Then coming to see her like this.” Danny said placing one of her hands on her hip. “How could you leave her alone while knowing that Hellena was around? You know that dog is always obsessed with being around Red and Edge.”

“Yes but I thought that Hellena would know better to not start anything while the boys were there. You know how protective Edge is when he has something he likes.” Jason said as he got off of you. “If it wasn’t for Red going into heat he would have been here right now.” 

“Is Hellena still there at your house?” Danny asked raising a brow at him.

“Hell no! After what happened I don’t want her anywhere near it and Candice already agreed that she would try and keep her at home. The last thing I need right now is for her and Red to get at it when he’s not in his right mind. I’m sure once he knows that Lady is alive after he mates with Hellena that it would break him. And I don’t need a third damaged dog in my hands.” Jason explained as he moved around the clinic to get all the things he needed. He pulled out bottles and utensils as well as a long tube and some IV ones.

“Lady? Is that what you named her?” 

“Yeah, why? What’s wrong with her being called Lady?” He asked turning his head over to Danny.
She shrugged. “Nothing but usually when people get dogs they usually give them names befitting of a specific trait. She’s definitely a fighter so a warrior like name would have suited her better.”

“Yeah well once you see her move around and start throwing her sass around you’ll understand why I named her that.”

Giving Jason a smirk she leaned down close to you again using her arm to prop herself up on the table. Petting your head with the other she whispered into your ear. “Yeah well while you stay with me your gana be called Valda. Isn’t that right? You’ll be my big strong powerful battle buddy and protect me from the big bad Blackberry wont you.” She cooed. 

Another twitch of your ear and her smirk only grew wider. However she had to move when Jason came back to the table with his stuff and a rolling table. Everything he had had been placed neatly onto it and it seemed like, though there was a lot of items, a lot of them were rather small. Well except for the tubes and the electric shaver. 

Danny's eyes became wide at the sight of the clippers. “Your not going to shave her completely are you?”

“I have to. I need to see where all the damage is.” He said regretfully.

“Ooh~ she won’t like that when she wakes up. Hell she may not even like you because of it.” She said sounding a little sad.

“That’s ok, I can always say that you were the one that did it. She wouldn’t know anyways since she’s asleep.” Jason teased as he plugged the cord into the outlet and turned on the clippers.

“Yeah well if she’s in a good mood when she wakes up we might just be lucky enough to get by with only a simple nip on the butt.” Danny said with a sigh. Giving you one last stroke on your back she moved her hand away when Jason stepped up to begin with the shaving.

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There was a time when you had thought that you knew what noisy was. From Black's constant yammering to the loud and dramatic sounds of whatever war movie that Papyrus was watching. Yet where ever you were now seemed noisier than both of those. Almost as if the two had been put together. Which in itself you were sure wouldn’t be likely. 

Though to noisy to fall back to sleep you decided to open your eyes. You had recalled receiving a shot from Danny and then going on a weird colorful trip but other than that you couldn’t remember much of what happened afterwards. The pain on your body was gone though. That and you could move it. Being able to move your legs paws and even your upper body now. Which was good because you wanted to turn yourself over. The side you were on was rather hot for some reason. Not that you were complaining it was a lot better than being cold like you had been before but you didn’t want to make yourself hot on only one side of your body.

Moving around sleepily you weren’t paying to much to your surroundings. In reality you were only focusing on trying to get your other side to lay down on the large foam like cushion you had been on. It didn’t occur to you that someone or something had heard you move around. The only indication that led you to look up was when you saw a shadow pass in front of you. 

“You’re awake!” A familiar voice exclaimed causing you to turn your head quickly.

Jason was the one you had seen. His clothes looked a mess. Unkempt and disheveled as if he had been panicking over something. Which wouldn’t be to out of place for him. The time you spent with him did show that he was a worry wort after all. He made his way to you. His hands shaking as he kneeled down and brought them to your face. You made no move to refuse his petting. His hands running along your head and face as he massaged and scratched it the way you liked. 

“Oh my sweet little Lady.” He said with tears coming to his eyes. “You gave me and the boys such a scare. But your ok, you are gana be ok.”

The emotion in his voice hit home for you.  Even though you were scared of how he would act after seeing you again you couldn’t help yourself. Your tail tried to wag as best as it could. The tiny pats of the pad telling you that you were indeed moving it. You also whined and cried to him. You wanted to express how happy and joyful you were that he was not yelling or berating you for what had happened. For welcoming you back with no malice or anger in his voice. Just the happiness that you so desperately wanted to be wrapped in. 

Literally.

You did your best to crawl onto his lap. Your body moving and wiggling to where you at least were able to get your head and some of your upper body on him. Though when you did you felt him freeze. His hands stilling when he felt you climb onto him. 
Should you not have done that? Was what you did something that was not appropriate? Did he not like that you were on him? Your fur was getting on his clothes. And you guess he did have a right to be upset.

Those thoughts floated around inside of your head until you felt the plip of a tear fall onto your snout. Curious you looked up to see that he was indeed crying yet only more than he had been before. Big large tears filled his eyes creating a river cascade. The rapid waters landing and staining not only your fur but also his clothes. The black jean pants turning a darker shade the more the tears fell on it. 

“My sweet baby! Come here! Daddy will give you all the cuddles you want. I don’t mind at all.” He exclaimed pulling you gently more onto his lap. 

From there it was just a giant cuddle and crying fest on both of your parts. It lasted for a good while. How long you weren’t sure but it certainly felt like a long time. Jason did move at one point. Not to get up but to move himself and you so that he was sitting against the wall to where he was able to stretch his legs out and let you lay comfortably on him. Though, his legs weren’t all that comfortable. You wouldn’t move though, not one bit. You wanted to stay there letting him pet and love you for as long as he wanted. You would milk every bit of affection out of him as you could. Hell even when he rubbed the part under your chin you nuzzled your face into his hand.

 
Sleep came to you again from the attention he was giving you. Your body relaxing into the curves of his own. His hands and voice lulling you into a peaceful and happy sleep. In fact, it was so good that you did not feel when he moved. His hands draping the blanket back over you covering your body. The warmth keeping the cold air of this place at bay.  What you felt though was peace. Peace for the fact that your human did not despise you for what had happened. Did not hit you. Beat you until your hide was raw. Nor did he yell calling you all sorts of curses or foul things. Instead he had welcomed you back with open arms. And that was what you always wanted. 

Though you were asleep you couldn’t help but feel giddy that your human had found you. That woman that lived with Black and Rus had kept her word. You would have to thank her for it later. Perhaps catch her a rabbit from the woods? You had seen them running around in Sans’ territory. Or a squirrel? You could climb trees with low branches well enough to nab one. Or maybe she would like something shiny instead? The humans on the tv always like it when they give each other shiny rocks. Perhaps maybe you can find one big and pretty enough for her to like.
As you were dreaming of all the rocks you had seen in Sans territory a foreboding chill ran down your spine. It actually caused you to wake up. Peeking one eye open to scan around the area of wherever you were at. You didn’t see much at first. Nothing caught your attention. Nothing stood out. Yet you could still feel it though. That feeling of impending danger. 

“Your Senses Has Dulled These Past Few days.” A familiar voice said next to you. Only it was semi softer than what you were used to. 

You jumped in your spot. Not getting up but still you practically flew a foot in the air from how startled you were. Turning your head quickly you looked to where you heard the dog that spoke to you. Fear, anxiousness, your feeling of foreboding being true as you saw the large dog sitting there staring at you angrily. 

“P-Papyrus..” You tried to wheeze out trying to make it seem like you were happy to see him. However the maliciousness and the ominous aura he was giving off was actually making you frightened. 

So he did hate you now. You figured he would. After nearly killing the wolf-dog his brother seemed to be interested in you could see why he was fuming. She probably wouldn’t be able to be pupped now in her current state nor would she be able to well past her outer injuries healed. That and when you had bit her leg you had made sure that she was not going to be able to use it for a while. Or at least right then and there but seeing how she still used it to get you down during the flames of the fight you might not have torn it up as bad as you wanted. 

“I’d get up but… I’m kind of-“

“Silence.” Came his commanding tone that made you clamp your mouth shut quick. “Its Infuriating Enough To See You At This Moment Let Alone Hear You Speak.”

 Ouch. That hurt. Like really hurt. Almost to the point to where you felt something in your chest tighten rather painfully. You made no noise when you felt it though. Only choosing to look away from him, your head lowering down as you placed it between your paws, and your ears moving to lay flat against your head. 

You wanted to cry. To tell him that you were so sorry. To tell him that you would never do anything like that again even if the other dog wanted to kill her. Or if it did try to. Just so long as she could go back. So long as she was able to stay with him and his brother. To be able to go back to being happy with them even though it won’t be the same level of happiness as it had been before.  Though after hearing his tone and feeling the static anger that filled the air coming from him you doubt that will ever happen. Sure you would be happy being near them but you couldn’t say the same for them. You would have to walk on eggshells the whole entire time that you were there but still. It would have been better for you because being close to them made you happy. 

“For The Time Being You Will Be Staying With Those Insufferable Cretins. As Much As I Despise The Idea. However, I Am Not Able To Deal With You Until Sans Has Finished His Heat And As Much As I Am Sure He Would Love To Bed Anything At The Moment I Am Sure He Would Be Devastated If He Found Out He Bedded You In His Current State.” Papyrus said looking away with a look of disgust. 

Two for two. This one hurting more than the last. Now you just wanted to disappear again. Hide yourself under the blanket that Jason had left you with when he came to see you. Now it was harder to hide away your tears. Your eyes glossing over threatening to collect and spill the moment you blinked. The pain in your chest growing to the point that you felt the need to have a wheezing fit. Now it was actually becoming more unbearable. It felt like someone or something had a hold of your heart and was just trying to crush it with all their strength. 

“mistress, ya need to breathe.” Rus voice said softly from right next to you. A weight placed itself on the large cushion that you had been laying on since you had woken up the first time. The familiar smell of smoke telling you that it was in fact him.

“I’m..*gasp* trying.” You said gasping in an attempt to draw air into your constricting lungs. 

“AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? GO BACK TO THE FRONT. I AM NOT THROUGH SPEAKING WITH HER YET.” Papyrus shouted allowing his voice to go back to normal. He seemed angry that Rus was near you. In your opinion though it seemed like he did not want Rus around to hear what he wanted to keep saying. 

Right now though you weren’t sure if you wanted to hear what he had to say. Not because you did not think you did not deserve to have his wrath set on you but more so you weren’t emotionally and physically ready for it. The pain and the emotions you were feeling causing you to try and drone him out. Hence why when you felt Rus snuggle closer you tucked your face under the thick fur around his neck where his head lay closer to your own. The warm fluff being thick enough to cover your eyes as the first string of tears began to fall. 

“seems to me she’s done talk’en to ya though.” Rus said matter of factly that seemed to piss Papyrus off.

“LISTEN HERE YOU INSIGNIFICANT INGRATE! I-“ 

“Edge! What the hell are you doing yelling like that? Didn’t I tell you that you have to use your inside voice here in the clinic?” Jason shouted cutting Papyrus off as he was coming back into the area of the clinic that you had been. You could hear his boots coming closer. The heaviness of them plus his weight making them seem louder from where you were on the floor. However, they had stopped for a moment three or so feet away when he seemed to realize that something was wrong. “What’s wrong with Lady? What did you do?”

“ME? I D… I Did Nothing But Tell Her That She Will Be Forced To Stay With This Repulsive Cretin Till My Brother Is Finished With His Heat.” Papyrus said bringing his voice back down to his level of what an inside voice should be. 

“sure didn’t sound that way. ‘specially with that killing intent ya letting out.” Rus spoke up again. The vibration of his voice through his throat tickled your nose.

Papyrus had started to say something but clamped his maw shut quick as he seemed to think over what Rus had told him. It seemed to take him a bit to finally get a hold on what was going on. His eyes going wide as realization set in. “That’s Preposterous! Y/n! Do You Actually Believe-“

Papyrus moved closer to you bringing that overbearing feeling with him. The pressure in your chest getting to the point to where you actually could not handle it anymore and cried out. The high pitch whine making Papyrus stop in his tracks. 

“I think that’s enough. Edge I think its best that she doesn’t see anyone until she is better. Blackberry explained to me that her HP is too low and after what I just saw I can agree. Go wait for me in the front. I’m gana see if I can calm her down a bit.” Jason said moving the rest of the way to you. Getting to his knees he pulled out a needle from his scrub pocket. It was capped so he had to remove the clear plastic before the sharp needle was exposed. He sighed knowing that what he needed to do would cause you a bit more pain than what you were already experiencing. Placing the needle in his mouth, the part where you push being the part between his teeth, he gently tried to pull you away from Rus.

Rus did not resist having you taken from him. He did follow you though. Getting himself off of the cushion and close to you as Jason put you across his lap again. Lowering his head when you whined from the fact that moving was now uncomfortable to you he opened his mouth to allow his magic to be blown into your face. The purple plume coming out thick from his mouth. 

Jason waited for Rus’ magic to take effect before he stuck you with the needle. Which in itself did not take long. Literally ten seconds or so after taking your first breath of it Jason could see and feel you start to relax some. Not enough to make you completely unaware of the needle itself but enough to where you did not yelp or jerk away from it. The small flinch you gave when he placed it into the scruff of your neck being the only thing you did before he pulled it out and capping the needle once more. Once he had placed the needle away though his hand came down to pet you. His calloused fingers trying to sooth you as you began to fall deeper and deeper into a relaxed tranquil state from both the meds he had gave you and the magic that Rus was feeding into your airway as well. When Rus thought you had enough, he closed his mouth stopping the flow of magic. A whisp or two slipping past his lips before disappearing into the air.

Your body at this point was just a limp bag of fur. Your breathing calmed down, muscles relaxed, and even the tip of your tongue poked out of your mouth as it laid across his thigh. You could barely understand anything because of the medicine and the magic. Your mind choosing to replay a tune you had heard on Jason’s tv when he was watching something called MTV Music Videos. You had been laying next to his recliner stealing sips of his beer whenever he placed it on the floor next to him. Of course making sure that Papyrus did not see you. 

Seeing you unresponsive even when Jason picked you up in his arms made Papyrus stand there awkwardly. He was not sure what to do with himself knowing that he was the reason why you were in your current state. Honestly speaking he felt bad. Like really bad. All this time after finding out from Jason that you had been found he had been pacing just like his brother had been. Waiting and itching to be close to you once more. But that stupid runt, Blackberry, just had to annoy him when Jason had brought Papyrus to the clinic to see you. That antagonizing rat just kept yapping and yelling at him telling him how badly he had screwed up in keeping his pact protected, especially the one they had claimed to be their future alpha female. 

He knew. He knew how bad he had screwed up in protecting you from Hellena. Especially with the way you were then. You were in no condition to fight. You had just barely started to get to the point to where that limp was going away. Where you could have been able to go with him on his patrols like you had been wanting. Run with him through the forest in his training sessions as well. Papyrus had been looking forward to it to. Even the part where he was going to claim you was his one and only alpha female. He had wanted to take you somewhere private. Make it seem romantic and all that. Get you to have that happy look onto your face that he liked to see before telling you his big news. See the look in your eyes as he had told you that he cared about you regardless of whether you were his soulmate or not. But again, all of that was ruined when Hellena showed up. Him having to tell you in an unceremonious unexpected manner that was so unlike him. 

Perhaps that was also why he was mad to.

Everything that he had planned to woo you with was not working out right. Nothing was going according to the way that he had wanted it to. Plans being pushed back, Classic threatening your life, that little bastard riling him up, and now this misunderstanding that caused what little HP you had left to waver against you. And all of that made him angry. He wanted Jason to bring you back home. He wanted to clear everything up with you. Tell you that he was wrong for letting his emotions out like that. Wrong for scaring and hurting you. Wrong for making you think that his anger was set on you for what had happened and for the next few days to come. Because in all reality he needed you close to him again just like how his brother wanted to be constantly close to you. Yet now because of his brother’s heat, which he did not blame him for, they had to wait for it to finish before you could come back. Come back to your home. Where you were wanted. Where you were loved. 

“You want me to put her in your car? I'm gana drop off Edge back at home to keep an eye on Red. Make sure he doesn’t bust out and cause any more problems.” Jason asked coming to the front of the clinic. It was noisier here. Wild animals that had been treated paired with your typical pets were making a moderate amount of noise. Mostly smaller dogs that wanted Edge and the others to pay attention to them. Of course none paid no mind to them. No point getting into a useless argument with lower creatures that had no sense whatsoever.

“Yeah. Let me go bring it to the front so you don’t have to walk to much with her.” Danny said pulling her keys from her pocket.

“AND YOU BETTER NOT DROP HER HUMAN! I HAVE SEEN HOW CLUMSY THOSE HANDS OF YOURS ARE AND IT’S A WONDER HOW YOU ARE EVEN STILL IN BUISINESS!” Black barked giving Jason a hard glare.

“On second thought why don’t I give you a muzzle while your still here. That way Lady will have some peace and quiet while she rests at your place.” Jason said in a serious sounding yet joking way.

Surprisingly that actually got Black to shut up. His mouth clamping tight at the mention of being muzzled. Although that did not stop the grumbles and growls that came forth after.

“Shit can’t even reply to that one if I want to get home in one piece.” Danny laughed as she started heading for the door. “Probably going to end up with a dead deer head in my bed with me one of these days as payback.” 

“Don’t give him ideas.” Jason huffed out a laugh as he fixed you in his arms.

The group did not have to wait long for Danny to bring her vehicle to the front. The one that pulled up was a 2015 Jeep. It still looked new and clean save for the tires. They were the only ones that were dirty from driving on the gravel roads. Once she parked it in front of the door she hopped out, came around to the back passenger, and opened that door there. 
Jason did not wait to be told to bring you out. Using his shoulder he pushed the glass door open taking you out of the building. When he got you to the Jeep he placed you in it gently making you lay right across the seat in the back. He made sure your face was a good bit away that way your snout wouldn’t get bonked by the door when he closed it. Which he didn’t. Rus and Black hopped in after Jason had put you inside. Black moving to the front seat while Rus moved to sit in the open spot beside you.

Papyrus looked at you expectantly. As if you would wake up any moment. He hoped you would. He wanted to see you pop up from that spot like you were perfectly fine. Tail waging, that happy look you always had, telling him a stupid pun as you jumped out. But you didn’t. You merely laid there unknowing of what was going on around you. Your pour little soul trying desperately to fix itself and your body. 

Coming to you, once Jason moved from the door when he fixed your head so that it wouldn’t roll around, he stood up to rub his face against yours apologetically. His front paws keeping him upright as they held him to where he was able to balance himself. He did not speak. Merely he felt what little fluff of fur that Jason had left you with brush against his own. Taking a deep inhale of your scent he sent a glare up at Rus. A silent warning telling him that if Rus did not keep her safe than there was sure to be severe repercussions. Though Rus himself merely huffed out a scoff at him. His own implication saying that he would do a far better job than what Papyrus had already done. Of course though that caused Papyrus to let out a growl of a snarl before Jason pulled him away from you.

“That’s enough already. Can’t you or your brother go five minutes without picking a fight with everything that has a dick? Com’on, if ya wana fight then you can help your brother use some of that pent up magic he’s been making. Or you can suck it up and come with me to get you a new lounge bed and some more blankets for when she gets back.” Jason said bringing up the fact that Hellena had made a mess when his brother kept scaring her half to death after what happened.

Letting out an annoyed huff of his own Papyrus backed off and stepped away from the Jeep. He did like the thought of going to get you things. Perhaps something you can wear when you got back? He was sure you would appreciate some new blankets to. Especially after what his brother did to all the ones that smelled like you. Papyrus crinkled his nose as he remembered the stench. Sure when they weren’t dogs it wasn’t that bad but now that their noses were stronger that meant the smell was to. So after Sans had disgraced what was left of your sent Papyrus had made sure that Jason either got rid of them or washed them so well that neither yours nor his brother’s was on them. Which in itself was an impossible task since what came out of Sans was magic. And magic stains were hard to remove as well. So yes he did like the idea of getting new things for you. 

Moving away from the door he let Jason close the door to the Jeep watching as Danny drove off with you in tow. He wanted to chase after you. To follow you back all the way to her home. Yet if he did want to do like Jason said then he would have to keep his feet and soul planted on the ground rather than allowing them to fly off towards you. Instead, he chose to follow Jason as he made his way to his own truck. The silver vehicle not to far off as Jason unlocked and allowed him to jump in after opening his own door. From there the both of them were also on their way.

The city had plenty of pet stores to get things from but to Papyrus you weren’t a pet and to him you weren’t a dog. Once they all figured out how to get themselves turned back to normal Papyrus would make sure to have you turned as well. One way or another. Even if he had to learn how to use the machine himself. So because of that he refused to allow Jason to stop long at the pet store where they got the new lounge mattress. Once he had picked out the one he thought was softer and better than the one they had before he pestered Jason to head to the other store that sold bedding. Now for that store Jason wasn’t allowed to just walk in with Papyrus. 

Unfortunately Papyrus was neither a service dog nor a military dog, even though he had served as captain of the royal guard before he came here. One would think that alone would allow him to be able to go in to places he liked but no. Not in this place. And definitely not in this form. So he sat in the car giving Jason his orders on what he wanted. 

“ONLY THE SOFTEST BLANKETS WOULD DO FOR HER. MAKE SURE THAT THEY ARE EXTREAMLY LARGE. KING SIZE SHOULD DO IT. AND ALSO MAKE SURE THAT THEY ARE OF PROPPER COLORS. NO BRIGHT PINKS OR THOSE ANNOYINGLY LOUD ONES. NOTHING TO GIRLY EITHER. WE BOTH KNOW THAT SHE IS NOT ONE OF THOSE PRISSY MELODRAMATIC FEMALES.” Papyrus stated letting his scowl deepen at the recollection of one dog in specifics who’s name started with an H. Though now that he did actually thought about it he would not mind spoiling you once you came back. Of course to make up for what he did today but also to make up for what had happened before as well. In fact, he wouldn’t mind making you spoiled when they turned you human. By then he would shower you with all the finest things. There would never be a day when you did not have a new outfit to wear either. 

Tilting his head slightly he remembered the fact that you had been shaved. Sure the blankets would do fine in keeping you covered while you were inside but not when you went out. You would need something to cover up with. Something that would allow you to do what you needed to outside but also covered your rump from having it exposed to the other males that will no doubt would try and sneak a peek at you when he and his brother were busy. Perhaps some of his brother’s old jackets. They should definitely be big enough to cover up. The only problem though was that they were dirty. The mustard stains and the smell of his cigars more than likely permanently stuck into the fabric. Perhaps he could have Jason order you one just like them? A different color though. Perhaps in a dark pink or even a dark red. Purple? That would match how much Perseverance you showed. He would have to look online for the clothes he wanted to get you. The hoodies more than likely would have to come a size bigger once your fur started to grow back. Though he doubted that it would be back to normal for a good while. 

It did not take long for Papyrus to wait in the truck thank the stars. Though Jason had left him with the car running he wanted to see what he had gotten and make sure that if they did not meet his standard then they would have to be returned post haste and swapped with something better. He was sure that would make Jason annoyed, but it was you after all that they were buying all this stuff for. When he did get back Papyrus stuck his head out the door when it opened to peer into the basket. Thankfully he was glad that Jason had a brain. All the items he had brought out were exactly like Papyrus had wanted and with an agreeing nod slipped his head back into the car so that Jason could put them away in the truck.

Once everything was placed inside the two went back home. The drive took a while. The drive from the city to where they lived taking a good twenty minutes when there was little to no traffic. However because they were leaving during the five o’clock rush there was a good amount of traffic that did make the trip ten minutes longer than it should be. 

When they got home Papyrus helped take the bags in. He needed to make sure that his brother did not steal the new items or at least the ones that were meant for you and not him. Like the one that Jason had gotten to appease the dark black beast that was staying cooped up in their room. There were two barriers set up in the house to make sure that Sans did not do anything stupid. One was set up in the room that only unlocked when Papyrus or Jason was home. The second, the main one, was set up on the whole interior of the house. However, with the second even if Papyrus or Jason was in the house Sans was not allowed to leave. That in itself had to be unlocked by Jason removing the collar that was around Sans’ neck. Otherwise he was not able to leave at all. 

So before Papyrus allowed Sans to be released from the confines of the room he waited for Jason to put the bags he had for you away. Hidden in a place that Sans would not be able to get to. The one that he had though was the one that he would give to his brother. A thin blanket that was mostly only good enough to cover a lap. It would suffice in keeping his brother happy for now. Or at least it should if the collar that was stealing the extra magic his body was making worked. 

Pressing his nose to the barrier Papyrus watched as it collectively disappeared. Now he expected his brother to be angry that someone had entered his “nesting den”. It was typical in their heats to get territorial especially when their soulmate was close by and they were not allowed to have help from them during said heats. Any form of male that came into their personal space during said time was automatically considered a threat. Not only to themselves for being in such a vulnerable state but also to their mate as well. The thoughts of someone or something stealing them away during this time made them extra agitated. Luckily Papyrus did not have to subdue his brother when he walked in. Sans was in an agreeable mood. Though to anyone else the large void colored creature standing in the corner of the equally dark room growling demonically could be said otherwise.

The room stunk from his magic. The powerful smell making Papyrus curl his nose as he set the blanket down in the middle of the room before taking a step back. Sans did not move though. His hunched over form and raised hackles telling Papyrus that he was not wanted even if he brought more materials for the nest that he was making. Which in itself consisted of the blankets and sheets off of the bed, the blankets he stole from the living room, some towels he had taken from the bathroom, and the ones they had been giving to him. It was rather big for a dog your size. No doubt Sans taking in consideration that he would be in it with you. Making the extra room for things that he would not be allowed to do while you were staying at Danny’s house.

“I Was Able To See Her Today.” Papyrus said knowing better than to use his normal voice around his heat induced brother. The loud shouting no doubt would send him into a rage.

That seemed to make Sans stop growling. As if he was telling his brother to continue with what he was saying. 

“She Is Fine But Her HP Is Still To Low To Come Home.” Papyrus continued not mentioning that he had made her HP waver during their meeting.

“where.” Sans demanded, his voice deeper and more animalistic than it usually was.

“For Her’s And Your Safety I Can Not Tell You. Just Know That She Is Safe From Classic And That Beast In The Mountain. I Will Try To Keep Checking On Her But So Long As You Are Still In Your High Part Of Your Heat You Are To Remain Here In This Room.” Papyrus said looking down at the blanket before using his paw to bush it closer towards Sans. “Take This. I’m Sure That She Will Like This One As Well."

Which in itself was not a lie. He would never have someone buy things for his lover or even his mate if they did not meet the quality that he liked. This small blanket, though made with cheap materials, was still a good enough thing to use for a piece of nesting material. Even if it never got used when the time came to not only make the pups but also to raise them. The soft blanket being used as a barrier to keep the blind whelps from escaping when they tried to search for their mother when she was not currently at the nest. Thank goodness though that Papyrus’ heat had already came way before you had arrived. He was sure that now you were close his own heat would have drove Jason up the wall and more than likely drained the funds in their Care Fare account provided by Frisk. The items used to be only of the extremely highest quality. 

Sans looked down at the blanket. His red glowing eyes glaring down at the folded fabric for a good moment before he decided to take it. His steps heavy from the bulk that his magic made him put on. The added muscle making him look like the perfect fittest male that any female would think worthy of mating. Yet again it was all wasted since you were not here. Opening his maw wide Sans tried to gently take the blanket from the ground, a long string of magic colored saliva escaping from it when his teeth sunk into the fabric. There was no thank you. No sound or sign of gratitude to his brother for bringing him another item to ruin with his stench. And speaking of it the moment that Sans had turned back around to take it back to the pile his magic was already attempting to douse the fabric with it. The once pale colored material now turning a wine red by the time Sans made it to the middle of the nest again.

Papyrus sighed watching his brother shake the blanket so that it unfolded. If only his brother had gone into his heat like he was supposed to than perhaps he would have indulged in the idea of helping his brother make a normal nest instead. One that was not literally soaked in magic and other things. He would have been sure that you would have like that nest better than this stinky one. Especially if they used the blankets that he had Jason get today. Perhaps that could happen. When his brother’s heat was finished he could bring it up. Not now though. Papyrus was sure that if he did that now that Sans would more than likely destroy the house in order to look for the new blankets. 

Getting up from his spot Papyrus decided to leave his brother be for now. Allow him to spend the next two hours trying to figure out where to place the new blanket in his poorly constructed nest. Instead, he himself would head back to the living room. His mind turning solely on you now that his task with his brother was done. 

He needed to figure out a way to get you to understand that what had happened today was a misunderstanding. That the intent he was emitting was not set on you but rather the one that had been standing behind you. That he wanted you to come back home so badly but if he did he could not guarantee your safety while his brother was as is. The fact that you no doubt would be unwantedly pupped did not sit well with him in the least. Especially since he had so much to make up to you for. A unplanned offspring would only be another roadblock he would have to fix. More than likely he would have to snuff it out since your HP was so dangerously low. The little thing sapping away at it as it tried to make its own stronger. That and you did not have magic which would make you even weaker than you already were putting you in great danger if Classic ever was to get close enough to you again. So no. You could not come back home yet. It was unsafe for you here for the time being and although he hated the fact that he had to tell you that it just so happened that it had to be misconstrued as an act of aggression. 

A growl of frustration rumbled through Papyrus’ chest. He would have to think of something to clear this all up soon. Less he wanted you to think that he and his brother despised you for what had happened forever. And that idea alone made him continue to stand in the living room rather than to hop onto the couch in his usual spot. His mind working out what he could do to fix the mess he had made. An so then, as his mind had started to think about what to do, the pacing began again.

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“I don’t get it. She's been laying there for two days now. Are you sure nothing happened before Jason put her in the car?” Danny asked pulling a chunk off of a large piece of homemade beef jerky.

She was standing in the kitchen leaning on top of the island that was there. She had just pulled a tray of jerky from her dehydrator that was outside and hoped that you would get excited by the smell and hopefully come ask for a piece. Yet you remained there tucked away in one of the spaces between the furniture and the wall. You did not say anything either from what Rus and Blackberry had told her either. Keeping to yourself and ignoring both of them and refusing to eat as well.

“yeah, everyth’en was fine till Edge showed up. guess she wasn’t ready to see ‘em yet.” Rus said waiting patiently for his piece of jerky.

“WHICH IS ABSOLUTELY REDICULOUS! SHE WOULD NOT BE ACTING THIS WAY IF NOTHING HAPPENED.” Black barked as he was handed his own piece. 

“Right? I mean I understand if she’s scared that they would retaliate if she broke some sort of weird pack rules or whatever shit ya’ll got going on but I know for a fact that she wasn’t in the wrong. If anything, all four of them are. Classic for doing the shit he did, because why the fuck would he do that in the first place. Didn’t you say that she was everyone’s soulmate, save for Hellena. Oh and don’t get me started on her and the other two. Helena definitely for picking that fight and both Red and Edge for not stopping her.” Danny said using a knife to chop a rather excessively large piece in half. 

“EXACTLY THAT IS WHY I SAY SHE STAYS HERE INDEFINITLY. WHY BOTHER TO SEND HER BACK TO A PLACE WHERE SHE IS NOT PROPERLY PROTECTED? ITS ABSOLUTELY IDIOTIC TO DO SUCH A THING.” Black agreed looking up at Danny as she handed him a second piece. 

The piece that she gave to him wasn’t for him specifically. She had wanted to see if you would at least eat this since you did not even try to eat anything else. Even if it was a little bit she wanted for you to have something in your stomach. If not, then she would have to try some ulterior options that would be way more uncomfortable. She was sure that would put you in another state of distress and that was the last thing she wanted to do with how low your HP was.

Black taking both his and yours with him came to where you were tucked away. Why Black and not Rus to take you the treat one might ask? Simple. Rus did not fit back there. His large body more than likely getting trapped in between the couch, wall, and the entertainment center which in itself was rather large. So there Black slinked, easily with his much smaller body, to come and give you the snack.

You were luckily facing his way as you laid there in your little hidey hole. It was clear from the way that you were practically squished in there that you had forced yourself into the spot intentionally. You had your eyes closed from what he could see. Especially since you had the hood of the hoodie that Danny had let you wear to cover you up some. Though that did not seem to stop you from knowing that he was there either.

“Go away.” You said sadly.

“NOT UNTIL YOU AT LEAST EAT SOME OF THIS.” Black said placing the piece of jerky in front of you. He used his paw as he sat himself down to slide it closer but you shot your own paw out to push it back to him.

“I don’t want it. I’m not hungry.” You said moving your face away from him and the food.

“YOU ARE. I CAN HEAR YOUR STOMACH GROWLING SINCE YESTERDAY AFTERNOON. DO NOT TELL ME WHAT I DO AND DO NOT KNOW PET.” Black growled pushing the food back to her.

That seemed to get her somewhat riled up. Her own low growl telling him that she was in no mood to argue with him.

“DO NOT DARE GROWL AT ME. JUST BECAUSE YOUR MOPEING DOES NOT MEAN YOU HAVE TO STARVE. QUIT BEING A CHILD AND GROW UP.” He snapped stomping his foot onto the hardwood floor.
That seemed to do it. The final nail in the coffin so to speak. Because not only was it the point where you finally snapped at him but it also spelled danger for Rus smaller brother.

Getting to your feet with ease and much quicker than Black thought you would, he had to jump back in the small space to keep away from your snapping jaws. Two bites into the air close to his face. That was your warning to him before you growled deep and dangerously. Your hackles, or what was left of them on the back of your neck, raised in agitation. “I growl at whoever I want. Especially a miniature dusty ass yippity yappity runt who doesn’t know that the reason why I don’t want to eat is because I’m hurting and because im tired and have no energy to do anything let alone eat. Now get your stupid fucking face out of mine or I’m going to bite it off.” You snarled taking a step or two forward as you threw your anger at Black. Whom in turn, stood there with a straight face.

Now normally that would have made you even more mad. You would have actually snapped your jaws in his face close to his nose if you wanted to. Yet as the two of you stood your ground something caught your eye. Something you did not expect to see in this kind of situation. Something that you did not expect to see from someone like Black. Rus probably, but not his shorter brother. And given the situation and the suddenness of it poking out of the soft underfur between his legs it actually caught you off guard. Your face heating up in embarrassment.

“Ew! What the hell!! Put that away!” You shouted quickly backing away from Black while looking at everything but that. “Why would you even react like that!?”

“he likes displays ‘v power mistress.” You hear Rus say from above. Looking up he was sure enough there watching with a smug look on his face. He was leaning over the couch, his front paws crisscrossing while his head rested on them. 

“WHERE WE COME FROM POWER IS EVERYTHING. IN MY CASE I LOVE OVERPOWERING SOMETHING STRONGER THAN ME. I FIND THE CHALLENGE OF DOING SO QUITE ENTICING. AND RIGHT NOW MY DEAR THE INTENT THAT YOU WERE ABLE TO HAVE FILLED THIS ROOM WITH HAS MADE ME EXCITED AND I AM NOT AFRAID TO LET IT SHOW. ESPECIALLY TO YOU.” Black explained standing himself up straight. He puffed out his chest as if he was proud of what he was saying while he looked you square in the eye.

“Well I am not excited in the least! Get away from me you dirty hound or i'll bite it off!” You barked scooting yourself into the corner where the wall is.

“dirty talk'en makes it worse.” Rus laughed with a huff.

“Then help me get him away then! This isn’t funny.” You said looking up at him again before quickly turning back to look at Black as he stepped closer. When he got as close as you liked you shot out a paw that pressed into his chest stopping him from getting any closer. 

“ya gata do as we say if ya want ‘em to stop.” Rus hummed. 

“AND WE DO MEAN EVERYTHING.” Black agreed leaning his head down to lick a long line from your paw up your leg. 

You flinched but did not move it away. You held your ground as you contemplated on what you were going to do. Which did not take long for the internal battle inside of your mind to come up with an answer. 
“Fine!... Fine. Just stop being like this already. Besides I know that you don’t actually like me that way. There’s no point in doing this again to get me to do what you guys want.” You said laying your ears flat against your head as the sadness in your voice came back.

“IS THAT WHY YOU HAD BEEN HIDING HERE MOPING? SO WHAT IF THEY DON’T LIKE YOU ANYMORE! THEY’RE NOT US. THEY DO NOT SPEAK FOR OUR OWN FEELINGS TOWARDS YOU. BECAUSE YOU THINK WE WOULD TREAT YOU DIFFRENTLY LIKE EDGE IS DOING TO YOU.” Black said giving your arm another lick that actually made you pull it back this time.

“I know they are not you but what he said still hurts. He doesn’t like me anymore because of what I did. He saw it. He saw what I did to her and now he doesn’t want me around anymore. I saw the look on his face and it hurt to see it because I actually thought… I thought I had finally found a place that I didn’t have to watch where I stepped. With people and a human that liked me and did not have to see the one who came from the Ring.” You said trying to keep your emotions down. Yet as you kept speaking your voice began to waver and your eyes started to fill with tears. “I don’t want people to like me because they feel scared of me. Or because I’m powerful either. I want them to actually like me and not fake it.”

“THERE IS NO FAKING WHEN IT COMES TO US PET.” 

“yup. we don’t like tell’en lies. we either like ya or we don’t. ‘n if we didn’t like ya than ya wouldn’t be ‘ere.”

“PRECISELY! WE WOULD HAVE CHASED YOU OUT OF HERE WAY BEFORE YOU HAD TIME TO EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO GET EVEN A SINGLE PIECE OF FUR INTO OUR HOME. IF ANYTHING WE WOULD HAVE HAD YOU SENT TO THAT BARBARIC BEAST IN THE MOUNTAIN TO BE EATEN OR HAD ALLOWED CLASSIC TO DO AS HE WISHED.” Black explained. He came closer to you cautiously at first not sure if you would still try to push him away. Yet when you didn’t he took it as an invite to come all the way. Brushing his face against yours he wiped away the first tear that had threatened to fall. Knowing that his loud voice would probably hurt you because he was so close, he toned it down slightly as he continued to speak. “Do Not Be Fearful Of What Others Think Of You. What Happened To Hellena Was Not Your Fault. You Do Not Need To Feel Pity Nor Regret. From Now On So Long As You Stay With Us You Will Only Have To Worry About Yourself And What You Want To Do From Now On. Except For Moping In This Corner. Less You Wish To Be Coerced Again Then I Will Be Happy To Oblige.”

“Nope! No thank you! Perfectly fine to do without that for the time being.” You said straightening up and breaking your depressive state.

Wagging his tail Black nodded his head before backing up. When he did so he picked up the piece of jerky that was for you but instead of giving it to you he took it with him instead. Which in turn made you confused because this whole situation started because he wanted you to eat it in the first place.
“he’s getting ya a clean piece. m’lord’s persnickety ‘bout having to eat things that ‘ve been on the floor.” Rus explained as he himself turned to lay down on the couch. His head and paws disappearing to the other side.

“COME PET, DO NOT LAG BEHIND IF YOU SO WISH TO EAT.” Black said going back to his normal loud voice once he came out from behind the couch. 
“I’m coming.” You sighed. 

Getting yourself up you shook off the dust that had practically collected on you before you walked out. You still had a limp when you walked though. You figured that it would be a good while before that went away. Especially with how the first time your leg had been hurt to now after what had happened with Hellena. The good thing though was that you no longer were a wheeze bag. Your lungs calming down with Rus giving you a helpful puff of his purple smoke whenever your breathing started to act up. But other than your leg you were fine. You guess the only thing that bothered you at this point was the itching from the stitches. Oh how you wanted to gnaw and scratch at them. Relieve some of the itching that was driving you mad from time to time. But you left them alone. You were sure that Jason would get upset with you if you messed with them.
Following Black to the island where Danny was you came up to her to bump your head against her leg. You didn’t take it off though. You left it there as she looked down at you with mild shock that soon turned into joy.

“Hey sugar~! Glad to see you out. Ya want something to eat? I bet your super hungry.” She said sweetly coming to crouch down to pet you. Her hands getting the small dust bunnies that were still stuck to you off. “Your daddy brought me some of your favorite food when I went to go see him this morning. Do you want some of that?”

Jason made you food? You loved Jason’s food! Of course you wanted some of that! Who in their right mind wouldn’t? Shit if they had told you that they had food that Jason had made you would have been eating a long ass time ago. You barked at her telling her that you absolutely fucking wanted it. Your tail smacking the ground a two miles a minute from how excited you were. 

“Haha! Alright I’ll get it ready for you.” Danny said with a laugh as she got up. Dusting off her hands on her pants she went over to the fridge. 

You watched her intently seeing if Jason really did make you food and how much. You really hoped he made a lot. With lots of chicken in it like he usually did. Oooh ~ you wished he did. Jason always gave you lots of chicken. You swallowed the drool that began to fill your mouth as Danny did in fact pull out the familiar container that Jason always uses. The semi see-through plastic container was deep and one of the largest containers that he had in his kitchen. 

Jason definitely did you justice. In that giant container was a ton of food. Like a lot of food. That and you could see huge chunks of chicken. He did not chop them into small pieces like he usually did. Which in your case was a gift. He even put those white things in there (rice) which you also liked. Though from where you sat there wasn’t much of the gravy. Perhaps it was all on the top? He did put the gravy last so maybe there was a chance that it was all collected on top.

Watching Danny set the food on the counter you followed her wherever she went. From the drawer to where the spoons were to the cabinet where Danny kept the bowls for Rus and Black. Even when she came back to where the food was you watched her intently as she scooped two good spoonful’s into a bowl. But what made you confused was when she stopped only putting those two scoops into the bowl. What? Was that all she was giving you? Why? Did she not want you to eat? You cocked your head to the side giving her a questioning look.

Danny seemed to notice your questioning glare that was boring into the side of her face. “Your dad said no more than two scoops. He doesn’t want you to get an upset stomach since you didn’t want to eat these past few days. Besides I know you are gana scarf this shit down and that’s only gana make you get constipated. Trust me you do not want that. I saw a dog once that was impacted and sweety that is not going to happen to you. Your dad would literally kill me.”

Nooo~! You wanted more. So what if it took you a bit longer to leave a bomb in the yard. You wanted to eat and you were doing what they wanted so you should at least get some extra. 

“Pleeeeeease Danny? Can’t I have just one more spoon?” You whined knowing that she wouldn’t be able to understand you either way. 

Danny looked at you like you expected not understanding but still smiling like how Jason did when you complained about taking the pills he wanted you to take or about something Sans had done to annoy you. It was actually annoying at times because you actually wanted to tell them things and have them understand what you were saying. Like how you wanted to know more about Danny. How she got the scar on her top shoulder? Who the humans in her pictures were? Why did she decide to live here instead of somewhere else and why she ended up with Rus and Black. Especially how she can deal with Black almost twenty four seven. Because good lord she must have the patience of a saint if she has had him living with her for a long time.

Thankfully in this case Rus seemed to understand your current plight. Coming into the kitchen, which reminded you that you shouldn’t be in there but maybe this once you could slip past the rules, he sat behind you. His large body completely covering your back while his head leaned down to lay on top of your own. “she’s ask’en for another scoop.” He said sleepily in which case caused him to yawn. All of his teeth showed allowing anyone to see the two silver k9’s he had just like how San’s gold one showed. 

“But Jason told me to give her two scoops the first time she tries to eat. And you know him he’s really strict on what to and what not to do with all his animals.” Danny said debating with herself on whether or not she should or shouldn’t put the spoon back into the container. Looking down at you she had to quickly rip her eyes away the moment they met your own. Your big ol puppy dog eyes that you normally used on Papyrus working double time to get Danny to do what you wanted. And it seemed to work. You could see Danny’s composure start to break down little by little especially when you added that small whine to it. That ended up being the stack to break her camel’s back. “Oh, fine! But only one more scoop. Im not going to get in trouble with your dad just because you keep using those perdy little eyes on me. And because of this I want you to cuddle with me on the couch. Ok? A scoop for a cuddle?”

 You barked in agreement, your tail wagging excitedly. Danny smiled as she placed another scoop into the bowl you were going to use before placing the lid back onto the plastic container. Once she had put the food left over away she took the bowl meant for you to the microwave to heat it up. One of Jason’s specific notes mentioning that you only ate the food if it was warmed up. Which in your case made the food smell better. So much so that you couldn’t sit still. 

Getting out from under Rus you happily trotted over to where Danny now stood at the microwave. Your paws doing small tippy taps as you had to keep yourself from trying to jump up to see it from the counter. Thankfully it did not need to be in the microwave for to long. Danny taking it out to give it a good mix before tossing the spoon into the sink as she passed by to take your food where the dinning table was. That’s where Rus and Blacks bowls were. Lined up neatly by the large glass window that reached top to bottom. Your space was right in the middle of theirs. The good enough spacing between the bigger bowls allowed for yours to sit there happily without having to be in the way if Black or Rus were to be fed at the same time as well. 

Of course you waited for Danny to put the bowl down before you slammed your face into it. Your ravenous appetite and the wonderful taste of the food making you want to eat it all at once. Of course you didn’t though. You weren’t crazy. Maybe you had one or two screws loose after being knocked around so much but not crazy. So you ate like how you normally did when Jason fed you. Big bites, slow chews, savor every moment. And of course by the time you knew it the bowl itself was gone in little less than five minutes. Which was saddening on your end. You really wished you had more but you did not want to over use your puppy eyes on Danny. She seemed like the type to get bland of something if it was done over and over again. That and she already gave you what you had asked for. The extra scoop making your meal last an extra thirty seconds longer than your food usually stayed in the bowl.

“Did ya enjoy it?” Danny asked watching from the table. She had her phone out and the back was facing you. You weren’t sure if she was taking a picture or not but you gave her a happy and satisfied bark none the less. “Good then you can come with me to get a bath.”

What? A bath? That wasn’t part of the deal! No one said anything about taking a bath. And you made sure that Danny understood that you did not agree to taking any and all baths if she ate. Your howls and yowls echoing into the house. If anyone heard or had stepped into the house at that moment they no doubt would have thought that a Husky might have lived there.

“Hey don’t throw a tantrum with me. You’re the one that’s covered in dust. Less you want me sneezing the whole time we watch tv then you are getting a bath. Besides I’ll make it a quick one. I’m not supposed to be getting your stitches wet anyways so we’re only doing the parts not covered by the hoodie. Plus I’ll put a new one on you. That way you can be warm afterwards.” Danny explained getting up from the chair she was sitting on.

No. No baths. Not on your watch. 

Turning you tried to make a dash back to your spot that lead to your hidey hole. The only problem when you got there? A large and medium sized wolf dog standing in your way. Black being the one to actually block the entrance with his body while Rus stood between the two of you. 

“Move!” You shouted trying to get around him yet he side stepped you. Every time you tried to get around him he would easily block your way.

“HE WILL NOT. YOU REEK OF MEDICINE AND THE CLINIC. IT IS BEST TO ALLOW DANNY TO GIVE YOU A PROPPER WASH.” Black said turning his nose up at you as if you did smell.

“But…”

“best do as they say mistress. The longer ya put it off the longer she gana keep ya in there.” Rus said before stepping easily up to you before you had a chance to move away. 

Teeth grabbed gently onto the hoodie you wore and in a swift moment the bright natural lit room turned yellow from the overhead lightbulb that was indeed from the bathroom upstairs. The sound of water filling the tub and the light smell of lavender tickled your nose. The smooth gloss of the bathroom tile replacing the dark stained hardwood that you were familiar with. 

Pouting because the door was closed and you knew there was no way for you to escape now you allowed what was to come. In which case was Danny’s version of a sponge bath. The soap only going in the part of your body that still had the thick fur while the rest got a gentle rub down with a dry yet clean cloth. You still didn’t like it though. Sending glares and grunt like growls to both Danny and Rus during the whole thing. 

“Yes, I know. You’re so grumpy. But look at you now. Your all clean and you smell so good~.” Danny said sweetly as she helped you get out of the tub.

Your fur that was on your head sagged. It covered your eyes as well as dripped from the spray she had given it just before she had shut off the water. You resisted the urge to shake though. To send both water on Danny and Rus. Which you wanted to do so badly. Let them both get wet after they made you get a stupid bath. Draping a towel over you to keep you warm after she had dried you off Danny stood up and made her way to the door. You had intended to follow thinking that she was done with you but was stopped when Rus blocked your way again.

“What is with you and blocking my way today. Aren’t you supposed to be the easy going lazy one?” You asked poking your head out from the towel. 

“only when I wana be. can be real 'nergetic when it comes to other things though.” Rus said hinting at what those “other things” were when he looked you up and down. 

“You and your brother must not get much tail then if your trying to get it from me.” You huffed. An annoyed yet lax growl came out while you continued speaking. “And if you try coming at me with it out like your brother did then you better be prepared to have it bitten off. See how many pups you can sire without it.”

“ 'm good. not much for show ‘n tell and cbt ‘nyways. not my thing. more of a low ‘n slow kind’ah dog.” Rus explained coming up to you completely ignoring the warning growl you gave him.

“Is that so? Hasn’t seemed that way since I came back here.” You said eyeing him when he leaned forward to pull the towel towards his side so that it covered you properly. 

“want me to show ya then? I don’t mind if its ya that asks, mistress.” He said with a smug look in his eyes. 

Lifting a paw you pushed him away when he leaned in more to give you a lick on the face. “Nope. I've seen and dealt with more than I need to today. So just keep it put away and out of sight bud.”

“guess that counts as ya knot being into me then?” He said sounding somewhat hurt. But what made you snap your head to him was not the sadness in his voice but what he used to joke with. You gave him a look that asked if he was seriously making that kind of joke at this moment. But his own didn’t change merely he waited for you to give him an answer. 

You weren’t sure how to properly answer that question. You did like him. He was a nice wolf-dog that could be considered a potential mate to any female that came by. If they ignored his lazy behavior of course. But other than that you could not say that you yourself would see him that way. You did not know him or even his brother well enough to say such a thing. Even if Black had pushed himself back a good distance with that stunt he pulled earlier. But Rus? Perhaps there could be a chance. Just not at this moment.

Hearing Danny heading back towards the bathroom you dropped your paw. “Not like that right now but who’s to say what can happen during the heat of the moment.” You said making your own joke. 

You saw Rus perk up at that greatly. The tip of his tail giving away how happy he was as he tried to keep it still. It looked like he wanted to say something then. Tell you something that he had been wanting to say. And he had time to say it. Dannie had stopped to do something in the hall that had granted him an extra minute but he instead kept it to himself. Whatever it was he had wanted to tell you was not going to be known at this time. That was fine. You weren’t sure if you wanted to hear it if it was going to make you stress out to begin with. Especially with all the stuff you were dealing with already. So you did not pressure him to speak. Did not ask him what he wanted to say. If it was important than he would have already said it to you anyways as well.

The door to the bathroom opening made both you and Rus turn to see Danny come back in. In her hand she had another one of her hoodies. This one was one that transitioned from one color to another. The light purple turning black the lower it went. It looked long and a size bigger than what you thought Danny was. Clearly it was a hoodie she used for comfort rather than to go out in.

“Do ya like this one?” She asked noticing your interest in what she had. “It’s kind of old but I hardly wore it. An ex-boyfriend of mine gave it to me.” 

Standing up you came over to her allowing the towel to drag off of you. Sitting in front of her you sniffed the hoodie smelling the fabric softener that she used to wash it telling you that it was indeed clean and unused. Using your paw you pawed at it telling her that you would wear it.

“Really? Alright hold still and I’ll help you put it on.” Unfolding the hoodie she scrunched it up to where she could slip your head in. The hole for the neck was actually smaller for some reason than the one you had been wearing before. It did not bother you but if you were going to sleep in it then it might pose a problem later when you rolled around.

Slipping in your arms you turned to allow her to pull the hoodie down your back. It actually was long enough to cover your rump so you did not have to worry about having to pull it down like you had to do with the last one. Once it was all fixed she stood up from you to open the door so that you can make your escape from the bathroom. You did not dash out of there like a bat out of hell but more like a quick walk. Your paws making precise steps especially when you went down the stairs. Definitely did not want to fumble your ass down them and hurt yourself more. Well not only physically but you were sure your pride would be damaged as well with Rus behind you. You were sure that he would tease you about it if you did not hurt yourself to bad. That and you were also sure that Black would bitch about how dumb you were for not watching your step or something akin to that.

When you got down the stairs, unharmed and with your dignity intact, you padded over to where Black was. In Danny’s house there were two couches. A long three-seater and a two. She even had a single chair that was heavily padded. Her Grandma Chair as she called it. It was a tan color with floral patterning. It wasn’t dingy nor did it have spots that were discolored by age. Though the only thing that could be said that was wrong with it was that it had one foot that was not the same. Apparently, it had broke when she had moved it over to this cabin. The foot breaking at the part where it had the screw that went into the main frame of the chair itself. Black had said that she had said she would fix it one day but he highly doubted that it would be any time soon. So for now what kept the chair from falling over was an extremely thick block of wood that had been glued together and then smashed underneath it. The only one that used it was Black though. Apparently, the cushioning helped him relax but you just found the old material to be itchy.

Passing by Black you went straight to the spot that Danny usually sat on the longer couch. You gave her plenty of space to recline and even put her feet up if she wanted to. Which she did after she made a large bowl of popcorn. Rus also sat on the long couch with you. He couldn’t lay beside you body to body but from where you lay, between Danny’s legs, he was able to lay down where his head was able to face the tv while also being between your own front paws. Your head using his own as a pillow. In which case you were sure that he did not mind you doing that in the least. That and the fur on his head was soft. The thick fur making you want to nuzzle into it. And the smell of smoke on him wasn’t strong either. If anything, he smelled more like wood rather than smoke. Like hickory or something. You weren’t a good wood connoisseur, but you did at least know that this smell only came from a specific tree like that.

“Did you take a bath today to?” You softly asked making sure that your voice was not loud for his ears. Though you were sure that living with how loud Black was he wouldn’t mind to much if you raised your voice to normal. Still though you kept it soft as Danny searched for a movie to watch. “You smell different.”

“can’t say i remember.” Rus said rolling himself over a bit so you can have better access to the thicker fluff on his neck. 

“Hmmm. Knowing how you are so far I bet you haven’t taken one in weeks.” You mumbled feeling sleepy from having the food from earlier, the bath, and the surprisingly warm hoodie along with the warmth from Rus. “Crusty stinky dog.”

“ya like this stinky dog though.” He said with a wag of his tail. The large fluffy thing making light thumps on the cushion of the couch.

Giving one big yawn you let out a huff of a laugh. Your eyes closing as sleep started to take you away into dreamland. “My answer to that is the same as the last Rus. A few minutes wont change anything right now. Even if your stinky fur is soft in some places.”

“Aw is she going to sleep?” Danny asked leaning herself a bit to see if your eyes were closed. Sadly to her they were and you were indeed asleep at this point. Your healing body and the relaxation you were feeling right now making it easy for you to drift off into dream land. Reaching out Danny gently petted your head even if she had to stretch a bit to do so. “Poor baby~. When the movie is over we’ll move her to my bed. I’m sure the soft blankets would make her happy.”

Seeing as how you were dead to the world Danny leaned back and continued to watch the movie. It wasn’t to loud for you. The movie was rather peaceful to the ears and seemed to be a light adventure. The only problem was that even if the movie seemed easy going there was something about it that made your mind conjure up something weird. Call it a nightmare if you would but to you the dream you were having was far to odd than you would have liked. 

You were outside, in the woods somewhere. The trees were still as no wind blew through their branches. The sounds of woodland animals though were still going. The chirps and calls of the much smaller things happily going about their day as if you were not there at all. It seemed peaceful. Tranquil even. 

You walked through the woods. You weren’t going in any particular or specific direction. If anything you were just wandering. Enjoying the view and the scenery around you. Time passing by at what you considered normal for a dream like this. Even to the point to where that night was already starting to appear the deeper you continued to go. But you seemed to stop just at the peek. Just before the sun disappeared and before the night fully took over. Before the birds stopped singing and where the crickets began to do so instead. You figured that this was the time to leave the woods. That you would rather before it became to dark and it would have been hard for you to go home. In fact, as you turned to head back, you caught the scent of someone familiar. Though you weren’t sure if it was someone who was a friend or an enemy.

They were coming towards you. They weren’t running nor were they taking forever. The moderate pace being held as they appeared through the trees. But what confused you though was that when you did see them it wasn’t just one. Sure they shared the same body but their face and the body itself kept changing. Some of them you knew while others you had not seen before. If anything a lot of them seemed to be new. They shifted and faded as a new face and form came and went. Never staying on one particular one for to long.  You did not feel threatened by that though. Honestly you were curious as to why this was happening. Why the faces of these dogs were contorting and shifting from one to another. 

What made you flinch away from them when they came into touching distance though was when they began to speak. The voices of these old and new dogs conjoining and speaking in their own way that was not pleasant at all to hear. Their wails and cries making you want to cover your ears or at least burry them under the ground. It made you jump back a good distance from them. Putting as much space as you could while still keeping them in sight. Sure their speech was ear splitting but it did not mean that they were threatening you in any way. On the contrary seeing you move away from them seemed to make them upset. Their mouths closing as if they knew that the reason why you moved away from them was because of that.

Seeing them back off a bit made you curious. Why was this thing here? Why was it so familiar yet not? Why did it make you so sad to see it like this? As if this thing should never have taken this form to begin with. As if you knew that all of the shapes it was taking was related to you in some way.

“How…” You tried to ask quietly feeling your words get stuck in the back of your throat momentarily. “, How do I help you? How do I fix what has happened to you?”

 The thing looked at you. Each changing set of eyes looking at you solemnly as if they did not know the answer themselves. They opened their mouths again, this time their speaking was softer. Unfortunately still indistinguishable. Their words still unknown to you even if they spoke softly. Well, save for one word. Your name.  

You sighed through your nose as you sat yourself in front of this creature. You knew it would not hurt you. There was no fear to be had with it. It was just worrisome that you did not know how to help it yet felt the need to. As though if you did not then something horrible might happen to it. 

“I know I have to help you. But how do I? What needs to happen?” You tried again hoping that you had made yourself clear enough for it to understand. 
The creature then looked down towards your chest. Speaking again yet this time in more of a grumble. The sound resembling that of several plastic bins being rolled around on a hard surface. Your body felt warm then. Something in your chest started to tickle. 

Looking down to see what was happening, thinking that there was some sort of leaf or bug that had got in your fur, you came to realize that it wasn’t either of those. Instead, a grey glowing black heart appeared. It in itself phasing through your chest towards the creature. It did not go to far. It stayed at least a good tails length from you but at least two dogs lengths from the thing that had made the heart appear. Your body than grew colder. Not in a painful way. More so like when someone turned down the temperature in a room slightly. 

The creature then moved its changing head. Motioning with it to your soul as its mouth than began to speak again. This time some things were clear in what it said. The words being easy to pick out if you paid attention. 

Soul… Connection… Love… Bond…

Those four words were all you could get out of the echoing and the wailing voices. Which to you seemed odd. It seemed that your soul was what could help them. Some connection that it could do. Perhaps with theirs? But what fid the other two have to do with it? Why was love and a bond needed? What was a bond? Was it like you thought it was? Like how one has a bond with a human? Did it mean you had to become close to this thing? Possibly even love it? Gosh this was so confusing. 

Your eyes then glanced at its own chest when it moved. From the body you saw its own soul come out. Like its face the upside-down heart shaped soul also changed. Changing colors like a rapid slide show. Flitting through them all before staring all over again. You looked at it in awe. Curious as to why it was changing so much and why it was upside-down while yours was right side up. 

So engrossed in the creature’s soul you failed to notice it coming towards your own. Not only that but the creature itself coming close to you to. Moving its body step by step. Paw by paw. Until there was just a foot or two between the two of you and your souls. It wasn’t until you felt the creature lean towards you, the heat of its breath on the side of your face, that you flinched away. It was also then that you felt something happen to your soul. A clenching feeling that felt like it was being pulled away even if it was not moving at all. Rather it was the other soul that was moving closer to yours. It felt weird but you were paying more attention to the creature who’s face continued to get closer as well. Tempting to brush against your own. Coercing you with eyes whose colors kept changing. Its sorrowful wails turning into hums and purrs. A sound that seemed to sooth you. To bring you comfort from the familiar feeling of them even though you did not know that such a sound existed. 

You followed through. Leaning into the creature you felt its changing fur and body warm your cold one. The warmth soaking into your own fur as you nuzzled into it. Soft smells of all kinds entering your nose. It was the reason you pulled back slightly. The scents becoming a little to confusing for you to handle. Your mind trying to focus on trying to pinpoint which one was which and what it was. Instead, you looked down watching as the creature’s soul came closer to yours. The flashing colors changing even faster now. Your soul also changed. The grey shine growing brighter the closer the other one got to it. Yet right as the two were about to touch something happened to this creature’s soul. 

A flash of blue and red flared on the other soul making yours sting from the angry energy. Yelping you pulled away from the creature as it gave a roar of pain of its own. The beast snapped at the air around it as the two colors in its soul fought for dominance not letting the other colors come through. Blue clashed with red and the faces on the beast switched from one to another rapidly to the point to where it looked painful until two main ones tried to stay. One white and blue the other black and red. Two that seemed deeply familiar to you yet in this place, in this dream, you could not remember who they were. All you could do was watch in both horror and fear as the creature thrashed around.

Your soul feeling all this hostility came back to you. Absorbing back into your chest you felt the normal warmth of your body come back yet you did not calm down. Instead, you decided that now was a better time than any other to leave. Though you felt bad you knew that whatever was happening to the now angry beast was out of your hands. You could tell that if you tried to help then you no doubt would be hurt in some way be it in the real world or this dream one. So turning around you tried to leave. In which case you did so in the hopes that you would not try and alert it to your leaving. 

Turning you tip toed away. Your paws trying to step through the leaf littered floor without tripping over the roots and stepping on the branches that were dropped from the large trees next to you. You actually got a good few yards away. The distance between you and that thing was a good one. Until you heard a voice call out to you. A single one that you knew instantly. One that brought not only surprise but pain as well. The shout of your name, something that you had hoped they would do for so long, escaping past their snarling maw. A voice that made you shoot your head up and around so quick that you were sure that you should have snapped it. With ears pointed towards them and hope fill your eyes you looked to see if you were right or if your ears had betrayed you in some cruel way. Though when you saw what was there before you was exactly who you were hoping for.

“Sans?” You asked softly not sure that if you spoke loud if this vision before you would disappear. 

Sans indeed stood there. Black fur, red eyes, everything about him was there before you. Mouth open and panting as if he had fought for his life just now. His eyes were steeled on you, ever wavering nor looking away. “Where… are you?” He asked gasping.

You cocked your head at that. Wasn’t he looking at you? Why would he ask that if you were right in front of him? “I’m right here Sans. Can’t you see me?” You asked taking a few steps towards him. You did not get to close though. You weren’t sure if you should or not after what Papyrus had told you the last time the two of you spoke.

“i can but this ain’t… where ya really at sweetheart. tell me…  i don’t even need to know the exact place. just need a name.” He said with a huff of a chuckle as he began making a move towards you. His steps large and quick as if he was in some sort of rush.

 You involuntarily took a step back away from him though when he came forward. The anxiety of your thoughts from earlier bubbling back to the surface. What if he was still mad at you and wanted to know where you were to finish the job? What if he hated you so much that he wanted to make sure you stayed far away from him. What if where Black and Rus lived wasn’t far enough? Would he make you leave Danny's house to? No. You weren’t going to go. You weren’t going to leave just because he and Classic did not like you anymore or to begin with. You were not going to run anymore.

“Why? So you can chase me off to? Tell me that all of this was my fault? Accuse me of shit that you two know damn well I have no control over?” You said growing angry. Baring your teeth and straightening up you looked at him with a hardened glare. Your attitude than became snarky and your voice stayed haughty when you spoke again. “I hear Hellena is ok. Why don’t you go and spend the rest of your heat there with her and leave me alone. I'd probably be an inconvenience to you anyways from what Papyrus says.”

“what? what are ya talking about?” He asked taking another step closer only to stop when you snarled at him in warning. Sans brows furrowed. “sweetheart-“
“Don’t call me that! I am no ones “sweetheart” let alone yours so the next tine you address me it better be with my name. You were so keen on using Hellena’s anyways. So since you care for her so much you can go back and whisper that into her ear when you go make pups with her.” You barked feeling anger boil in your chest and enraged tears threaten your eyes. But you would not let him make you cry, especially in a dream. Turning away from Sans you began to walk away from him. Back to where you were heading to before. Back in the direction you came hoping that it would bring you out of this dream. 

Ignoring the howls and barks of Sans as he tried to call you back to him. But what annoyed you the most and kept you moving back towards the entrance of the woods was the fact that no matter how much he yelled or shouted he not once came after you. Not once making any physical attempt to keep you there. Which is what you secretly hoped he would do. You had hoped he would block your way. Hold you down. Stop you with his magic like how he had done before to allow Jason to mess with you when you first arrived. But nothing like that happened. Your paws moved freely without restraint and your heart began to drop away the last bit of guilt and pain it held for the two brothers. Even though you knew this was only a dream. Even though you knew that the Sans here was not real. But to you it was exactly what you needed. It was just the thing you needed to let both of them go.

You woke up from the dream without a start or in fear. If anything you were more nauseous than anything else. Your stomach rolling like the waves of the ocean when high tide decided to come back in. Not vicious yet at the same time not to calm either. 

“ya ok, mistress?” You heard Rus ask from beside you. 

It was when you looked at him that you noticed that you were no longer laying back on the couch like you were earlier. You were now in an unfamiliar room. One filled with purple and black things, or at least that’s what it looked like from the moon light that shone through the purple sheer curtains. You were laying on an actual bed. One that only humans were allowed to use. Or at least that what you thought. Your old owner wouldn’t let you sleep on their bed let alone be on the couch itself. Yet seeing as how you were on it and that no one was telling you to get off or snapping at you for being on it you figured that it was ok to be on it in this home. 

Rus was the only one on the bed with you. Black was nowhere to be seen. Which did not bother you. He was probably either sleeping somewhere else or wandering around the house. 

“I'm ok. Where’s your brother?” You asked closing your eyes as you moved yourself closer to him. 

Rus watched you as he draped a paw across your back before glancing up to where the door was. “went to go get some air. should be back ‘n a bit.”

“Hmm. I could use some air myself. My stomach is queasy but I don’t want to get up. Think I might need you to rub it for me instead.” You said jokingly. 

Rus hummed out a chuckle but said nothing more. Rather he allowed his head to lay next to your own. The night was then quiet after that. At some point during it Black had came back to lay close to you but not within touching distance. Which did not bother you at all. If anything, you did not notice him come back. You had fallen back into a dreamless sleep. Slipping into it easily as if you did not have a fear or care in the world now. And in all reality, that was exactly how you acted when you woke up.

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It was late morning when your body finally told you to rise and shine. Though you weren’t one for a jump out of bed mood you were still glad that you woke up on the right side of the bed. Stretching yourself out while letting go of a great big yawn that showed off your small fangs you plopped yourself back down as you opened your eyes. 

You were still in the same one you woke up in earlier that night. The purple, black, and golds set in a Turkish style theme made the room look elegant and nice without it coming off as tacky. Especially the colored glass of the lamp that was sitting on the dresser by the window. The sunshine making a broken rainbow splashed out across the floor. The bed itself was firm yet relenting. Giving you enough softness to allow your body to relax but not sink in fully. The blankets were also nice. Those thick heavy soft ones that feel like their giving you a hug yet at the same time weren’t hot at all. Yes, this was the bed of your dreams. A comfort that far surpassed any you had felt before. One that you were fine with sharing to seeing as how Rus still laid next to you since the last time you saw him.

“morn'en.” He said not bothering to move from his spot. 

“Mmm, good morning.” You said giving a smaller yawn before snuggling back into him. The heat radiating off of him tempting you to stay in bed. “Your so warm. Like a heater in winter.”

“gana be winter here soon. might wana stay close if ya wana keep warm.” He said with his own yawn.
“Like this?” You teasingly asked scooting yourself as close as possible to him. Not completely overtaking him though. Your body was way to small to do that but still if anyone were to have come in they would have definitely guessed that the two of you were one single glob of fur at this point. Your face was so close to his to. The top of your nose stopping at the corner of his mouth. At which you also gave a lick to. 

You then heard Rus’ tail beat itself onto the bed. Clearly showing you that he was indeed happy by what you did. Then there was a clang sound from outside the room. The door, having been barely closed, not allowing you to see what or who made that noise as you shot your head up on instinct to see what it was. You could hear voices coming from downstairs. Two familiar, one unknown. 

“Whats going on?” You asked trying to swivel your ears so that you could try to hear somewhat better. 

“just the kid. comes by every now ‘n again. was gana take ya to see him tomorrow but guess he came early.” Rus said with a yawn.

“A kid? Like a human kid?” You asked curious. Why would Rus want to take you to see a human child?
As if hearing that thought and amused by your questions Rus let out a small huff of a laugh. “ 's a pup. ya will like him. be good practice till we have our own.”

Now that made you turn your head to look down at him with an amused raised brow. “Pups with you? Heavens above Im sure those little things would drive your brother up a tree if they came from you. Fluffy and adorable? Absolutely. Little hell raisers? More than I think I want to know.”

 Another huff of a laugh and Rus was picking himself up enough to bring his muzzle to your ear. “ya didn’t deny me though.” He said with a purr before giving your ear a lick. 

It tickled and even after you flicked it away from his tongue he still persisted on doing it. Giving your head a good shake to get him to stop you raised a paw to move his face away from your own. “Down boy. Its to early for that and there’s a pup in the other room.” You said as you pulled your paw back in order to get up. Jumping off the bed you stretched your body making sure everything loosened up before you came to the door. Pawing it at the edge you were able to open it enough to where you could slip out. 

Leaving the room you made it down part of the hall before you felt Rus appear next to you. It didn’t surprise you. Merely you allowed him to stick close, his thick fur almost engulfing your own body as the two of you made your way to and down the stairs. Again you had to do a slight crab walk to get down but you made it none the less. And the smell that hit you when you came down made you raise your snout to take a deep breath in. It was food. Not the kind you had ever eaten but it was food none the less. It smelled good though. So good in fact that instead of heading for the living room you went straight for the kitchen instead. 

You gave a bark letting Danny know that you were there. It wasn’t loud but it was sharp enough to have her turn to look at you and Rus. She was wearing a light brown hoodie today and her curly hair was put up in a scrunchy. A few curls did come out to hand around her ear but the rest was mostly held up by the fabric band. The smile she gave you seemed to make the room brighter as you came towards her. The dark oak floor gaining a shade or two lighter the closer you got. 

“Well good morning sleepy head.” Danny said wiping her hands on the towel that was there before setting it on the counter. Bending down she took your face in both of her hands squishing it as she happily petted you. “Oh you are just so adorable I could just eat you up! Who's a cute girl~? Sweety bo beetie with her little feeties~.” She said in baby talk. 

You wagged your tail softly letting Danny love you the way she wanted. If it meant that you got to eat whatever she was cooking than you would let her pet you all sorts of ways, with reason of course. But that did not last as a new voice drew your head from her hands. Small. That’s what you noticed at first. The second was quiet. How odd it was that you were able to hear it from upstairs but the super soft voice that came out of this small creature had you wanting to tilt your head in confusion. But that did not happen. Instead, Rus and Danny had to practically hold you back from getting the most adorable little wolf-dog pup you had ever seen.

The pup itself was indeed small. A lot smaller than a normal pup of his kind should be. His fur was a sandy grey and you could tell that he needed a bit of grooming but what had you sold was his shy attitude and those big pretty light grey eyes he had. Oh he was just gorgeous to you and you wanted to be as close as possible to him right now. The pup though did not seem to be taken aback by your enthusiastic thumps that your tail was beating into the wood floor. If anything his own started to perk up, not as fast or as loud but still he seemed happy that you were excited to meet him. 

“Is this the puppy you were talking about!? He’s so cute~!” You said looking at Rus completely forgetting that you were here to get food.

“not as cute as ours are gana be.” Rus said looking at you warmly. “just don’t eat ‘m cus he's made ‘v sugar. His bro would be pissed.” 

You gave him a half serious glare. You knew he was joking but you couldn’t help by feeling a little bit upset about what he said. Though you knew he was not accustomed to what happened in the Ring the fact that he had told you not to eat the pup stirred up both fresh and old memories. Those born in the Ring had two options at birth. Either be strong enough to live in that hell hole, or be turned into food or rag dolls for King and his lackies. There were times where you hardly ate knowing that or slept as you heard them cry before they were killed. The thought of what the slop they fed you all was making your stomach churn even now and your ears ring. 

“Im not going to eat him. I know you said it jokingly and I am not mad but don’t make jokes like that towards me. I really don’t care for them. And of course any pups that I have are going to be cute. Even if they aren’t related to you.” You said teasingly throwing your head back haughtily. Rus didn’t say anything but he did give you a growl that made you smile. Turning your head back to him you gave him a quick lick on the side of his face before pushing through both Danny and Rus to get to the pup.

“Hello you itty bitty cutie. Would you mind if I give you a good bit of cleaning? I just want to make sure your as adorable as you can be.” You said lowering yourself down to lay in front of him. You did not want to scare the poor thing seeing as how he did take a step back when you approached. “My name is Y/n by the way. Can you tell me what yours is please?”

“I’m Whisper. That’s not my real name but that’s what the humans and everyone else calls me. I don’t mind if you call me that though.” He said in the softest shyest voice you ever heard. He looked bashful but tried to hide it under a proud act. “And grown wolf-dogs don’t need others to groom them.”

“Yes they don’t need them to but its nice to have help every now and again. Besides I’m only going to do a little bit and then we can play.” You said trying to sound reasonable. Yet you knew you got him when you mentioned that you would play with him.

“Play? You would want to play with me?” He asked jumping up in his spot allowing his shy behavior to slip away. “No one ever wants to play. They always say that they are to busy and my big brother is always out looking for food.”

“Of course I would play with you. These two stiffs are so boring. One sleeps all day and the other just yaps and nags for no reason. Its soooo boring I might die.” You said dramatizing the o’s as you flopped yourself onto the floor in a playful manner. You closed your eyes and stuck out your tongue a tad to make it look like you were indeed dead.

Whisper giggled before coming up to you of his own accord. He sniffed your paw before coming up to your face where he placed his own paw on your neck to give you a nudge. “Miss Y/n you are so silly. You can’t die from boredom.” He said with a giggle.

“Yes I can. See? Bleh.” You laid on the dramatics even more this time you opened your mouth to let your tongue stick all the way out. That made Whisper outright laugh. It was cute hearing him do that. It wasn’t as quiet as he used to speak with and it made you feel nice. The happy chipper sound threatening to make you break your acting composure and wag your tail.

 “No you can’t. Its impossible.”

“Totaily pawsible.” You snickered unable to hold it in anymore.

That seemed to make him laugh even more. It was then that you realized that he liked jokes. A great thing since the only one you had to make puns with was Sans and Rus but seeing as how one of those was out that just left you with the yawning sleepy dog that was talking to Danny at the moment. Which was why, as you stood up, you had decided that this little pup was now going to be yours. 

Opening your mouth you tried to gently pick him up. Your teeth going around his back and stomach rather easily as you came to notice that he was rather skinny under all that fluffy fur. Lifting him off the ground was also simple. Your head jerking back as you expected him to have more weight to him because of his height. Yet here you were able to snatch him up like a chew toy and walk with him towards the living room. Perhaps you should talk to Danny about this. You better than anyone what would happen when you were this thin and undernourished. Especially with these woods and the animals in it that surrounded the house. A boar or a coyote could easily take him out if they wanted to and that did not settle well at all with you.

When you got to the middle of the living room, Black laying on his usual spot looking as grumpy as he always did, you laid yourself down first before you let Whisper go. You settled him in between your paws making sure to keep one on his back to keep him in place. You did not bother to tell him that you were going to start cleaning him. Instead to got to work on it immediately going after the spots you thought needed the most work. While you did so you made sure to tell him about your newfound decision. “From this moment on Whisper you are now my pup. I will be your new pack mother and for now on whenever you want to play, learn, or just have someone to cuddle with then I will be here for you.”

Whisper struggled to turn to look up at you as you tried to remove a sticker burr from his fur. “Really? You’ll really claim me as your pup?” He asked excitedly. His little tail was wagging so fast at the news but then it dropped a few speeds when he remembered his brother. “I’ll have to tell my brother about this though. I am not sure how he will take it.”

“Well if your brother has anything he wants to say about me abdogting you then he can just come and see me. I’ll make sure he listens if he doesn’t want to.” You said matter of factly before spitting out the burr when you finally got it off. Whisper grew silent once more but he seemed happy with your words. In fact he seemed more than that as you moved along his body, his tail resuming its top speed. 

It did not take long for you to finish making him into a decent and cuter looking dog. Sure his fur was a bit wet now from you chewing on it to get the dead leaves, tiny pieces of twigs, and those darn stickers from his fur, but that would dry up as the two of you played. Which consisted of a game of tug of war with one of Danny’s old socks, hide and seek, and just a tad bit of play fighting. More so the fighting consisted of him jumping all over you nipping and pawing at you while you laid there gently swatting at him or biting the air next to him. There was no way you would actually bite this sweet little sun beam but you knew it made him squeal with laughter that the threat was there. The small inkling that you could get him having him flinch and playfully jump away before running full force back into you. A thing you noticed about him during your all’s play was that the pup sure did have some sharp teeth. Those little fangs of his acting like needles as they nipped and bit at your ears and cheeks. That and that he was nothing but energy. It was no wonder the guys did not want to play with him all the time. If this was a constant everyday thing you were sure you would get tired to. But luckily for you there’s always a good way to make an energized pup simmer down. And that was to make him play as much as he could before feeding him. Then it was hellooo~ naptime.

You huffed out a laugh as you watched the panting pup flop himself down next to you. “What? Is that all you got?” You asked almost even more exhausted than he was. 

“For the time being yes. I have never had so much fun playing like this in a long time.” He said giving you a happy smile.

“Well, I’m glad I was able to make you have so much fun. You hungry? There’s some of the best food in the fridge we can eat. We just need to get Danny to warm it up for us.” You said looking over to where the kitchen was. Danny was at the table eating the food that she had made for herself earlier while looking at her phone. She seemed to have been almost done at this point seeing as how you were only able to see a small amount of food that was still on her plate.

“Wait? You get to eat human food?” Whisper asked with wide eyes.

You turned your head to look at him more confused than questioningly. “Yes? Don’t you? Everyone else I’ve seen here does.”

“Well…” Whisper’s ears fell and he turned his eyes away from you sullenly. “My brother says that I shouldn’t trust humans and that I should only eat the food that he brings home. He said that the humans might try to hurt me by putting something bad in my food.”

“Well I do see where he is coming from on that but the food that Danny and Jason makes is so good. Trust me I eat it all the time since I got here and the only thing its done to me is get me fat. Seeing as how you are so skinny you could do with some of that kind of food.” You said getting yourself up.

Whisper seemed to perk at your words, a glimmer of childlike hope coming to his features at the idea of you giving him your food. That made you smile. You would love to keep that bright and happy gleam in his eyes forever if you could. Practically skipping to the kitchen you barked at where Danny was telling her to look as you scratched the door to the fridge. Danny seemed elated to help. When she heard you bark and saw what you were trying to convey she got up to help. Her strides long just like her legs and her hands nimble as she grabbed the food that Jason had made for you, popped off the top, and then proceeded to scoop some out adding it to the bowl you usually used. 

“You’ll like this.” You said nudging him with your front leg. Whisper looked up at you and then to the bowl that was now being placed into the microwave with excitement. “It tastes so much better when its hot but you might have to wait when it comes out. I remember the first time I tried to scarf it all down but it burned my mouth. Heh, but it was to good not to.”

Both of you stood when the ding of the microwave rang out. You more so doing your usual tip taps when it came to food time. Following Danny when she started walking to where you usually eat you made Whisper go in front of you. Allowing him to see what the food looked and smelled like as it was set onto the floor where Rus and Black’s own elevated bowls were. It was almost cute to seeing him step onto the little wooden stand for your food and look at the mound that was there letting off a hefty amount of steam. He sniffed. Taking in the light aroma and when he did you could practically see his mouth fill with drool and his eyes darken in hunger.

“You can eat as much as you want. Just don’t burn yourself.” You say allowing him to eat when he gave you a wanting glance.

Whisper dug into the food after waiting a moment. Almost as if he was waiting for you to change your mind. His cute little face practically stuffed itself in the bowl gobbling down everything he could completely ignoring the warning you had given him. You sighed through your nose seeing him inhale the food. Oh well, if he wanted to eat like this then let him. It wasn’t like you could always get more anyways. Well… now that you thought about it, that seemed to be the last of the food that Jason had made for you. He’ll make you more if Danny asked for it right? 

You laid down thinking about that. Your now low energy making it hard for you to stay awake for much longer. The kid did you a good work out you were sure about that. Perhaps when he was done the two of you could sun bathe outside for a bit and take a good nap. It was somewhat cool out there. You were sure that you wouldn’t get to hot if you decided to take a nap on the porch. You did see a large dog bed out there as well. It should be good enough size for the both of you to sleep on. Peeking up you looked around where you could to see if Rus was around. Maybe he would want to join you outside as well? It would be nice if he did.

“Done.” You heard whisper say as he stepped back and away from the bowl.

Sure enough when you picked your head up to see there was nothing left inside the metal dish. The thing was completely empty save for a bit of the gravy that he couldn’t get to. “Yup, nothing left. Ok then lets go rest for a bit outside. I feel a good earned nap is calling me by name.” You yawned.

Stretching yourself you grunted when you felt your still soar muscles in your legs protest as you got up. They, like you, wanted desperately to get a bit of rest for the time being.

Whisper winced when he saw how stiff you became. The way you were walking now telling him that there was something wrong with you. “Mama Y/n are you ok?” He asked in a cute way that had you instantly stop before you got to the door.

Oh my biscuits he’s just to fucking cute! You screamed in your mind as you turned to look at him. You gave him a reassuring nod before you jumped up to undo the latch on the sliding door. “I’m ok kid. Just a bit achy because of what happened a while back. Got into a nasty fight with one of your kind. Wasn’t the brightest flower in the bouquet but damn did she have thorns.”

“Are you talking about what had happened with Helena? Rus told me about what happened a few days ago. Did you get battle trophies from them? Can I see them later?” He asked trying to sound polite as he watched you open the sliding door and walk outside.

Making your way towards where you saw the large bed you waited for him to move ahead of you. You cocked your head though at his question. “Battle trophies? Are you talking about my soon to be scars?” You asked as he raced forward to gingerly climb onto the large cushion. 

“Yeah! My brother calls them battle trophies though. He gets new ones when he goes out hunting for food. Last time he got a good one from a bear that tried to take away the deer he killed. It was right over his shoulder right here.” He explained pointing with his nose where it was.

“Huh, well your brother must be very strong if he can take on a bear.” 

“He is! He’s super strong! He can protect you and me until I get big and strong enough to protect you myself!” He said excitedly before cuddling up to you when you laid down next to him. His body almost disappearing under you as he tried to get as close as possible. Which reminded you on how thin he was. His fur doing a better job at hiding his proper proportions than you though it was.

“You’ll protect me? That’s so nice of you~.” You said with a yawn. “Then you better do your best to grow properly from now on then if you want to protect little old me. Trouble seems to follow me around a lot lately.” 

The two of you became silent after that. The peaceful quietness lulling the both of you into a good sleep.

(Sans’ Pov- 1 week ago)

Sans panted pacing the house. This was getting frustrating. There was no sign of you nor was there any sign that this heat he had started would be a weak one. The pleas in his mind asking anyone to make it short. He wanted to be outside. He wanted to be looking for you like everyone else was. But he couldn’t, not like this. 

A growl slipped past his clenched teeth, his body turning towards his room again. It was a endless track he was making around the house. Bedroom, living room, kitchen, repeat. It was all he could do to keep himself from going crazy. The magic coursing through his body right now was doing a number on him after all. He felt feverish, lustfull, his body hurt, and he was angry. Pair all that with the need to go and find you? It was no wonder the front door was not busted at this very moment. But his brother had been smart. Erecting a barrier created by the collar he now wore to keep him from doing something stupid was a smart thing for him to do. Yet doubt kept crawling all over him like how he felt his magic move over his body in an attempt to prepare him to attract a mate.

What if his brother already knew where you were? What if he was hiding you from him? Keeping you from him and telling you all sorts of things to make him look worse in your eyes than he already was. It was bad enough as it was that his brother had told you that he wanted you as his alpha female. If you agreed because of the position then who knows what he would tell you next. What if he lied and said that Sans had taken Hellena as his like the damn bitch wanted? If you believed him then you would want nothing to do with him then.  Not like he still had much of a chance now after what had happened. 

Sans snapped his jaws in frustration. A snarl echoing through the room as he used some of his magic to slam the wooden door closed angrily.

He shouldn’t have listened to Edge when he had told him to help Hellena in the forest. He should have went after Y/n when he had the chance. Let the bitch die so that he could go after you. The one he truly wanted. The one he actually loved. But even if he did then how would he have found you? He was sure you would not have had gone far but you would have done well to keep yourself hidden. Tried to cover your tracks. Tried to make sure that he nor Classic could find you.

But were you ok though? Were you safe? He had seen what you looked like there in the woods.

Covered in blood. Riddled with cuts and wounds. He knew you were in pain. He knew you were hurting, bleeding, suffering, and here he was at home able to do nothing about it. He wasn’t there to help you and it drove him mad. Drove him to the point to where he wanted to take this stupid collar off and go outside.
A bang from upstairs caused him to lift his head. Jason had been home for a few hours now. He had been gone all night after dumping Hellena off at her cabin. He had been doing Sans job in looking for you but yet when he came back empty handed and ragged looking it was clear that he failed in looking for you. His cell phone was going off right now. It was the tune he used for everyone. There was no way he could know who was calling. But whoever did seemed to have had Jason in a fit. The shouts and questions he was asking as he stumbled around the room. Then he came downstairs, his feet thumped heavily as he practically ran down them. 

Then they suddenly stopped. 

Sans waited to see what Jason would do. What could it be that had gotten him so riled up…Wait, was it you? Did they find you? 

Snapping his head to the door Sans tried to make his way to the door. He tried to use his magic to open it but it was no use. Jason had put the second barrier up. The room around him shimmering with a light grey as the magic in the device he had put on the door stopped him from leaving. 

"I'm sorry bud. I'll be back soon so just stay here for a bit until I come back.” He heard Jason say through the door before rushing across the room and out of the house.

Damn it! No! He needed to go to you to! He needed to be with you! Protect you! Tell you that he was sorry! 
Running full force he slammed himself against the door. The grey barrier holding strong. The impact hurt. He had to say that. But that would not stop him. He needed to get out. Again. Once more. Backing up he slammed himself against the door again but the door looked as if nothing had happened.

Sans gave up after the second hit. He knew that the way he currently was that there would be no way that he would be able to do anything to the barrier. He needed more strength, more magic. He would have to wait until his heat had reached its peak for that though. If he tried it any sooner than he already knew what would happen. Or he could try it when he was out of the room. When Jason let him out and he was able to get into the living room. He would have to get the collar off though. That in itself was not that hard. All he had to do was just overwhelm it with his magic and it would short circuit. Then he would only have to rip it off. That would allow the barrier to vanish and then he would be able to get out of here.

For now though he would have to wait. Hear what news Jason brought back with him. If any at all. 

--(3 days later)--

Sans growled moving himself from the pile of blankets he had moved in the corner of the room. He had just finished releasing some of his magic into the pile making it his. Marking it as his. And soon yours. His tail wagged at that. Yet he did not keep it moving for long. 

Everything about Sans now hurt. The magic in his body morphing it into something else. Pulling his muscles tight. Bulking his body to the point that it felt like his skin would rip. No matter how much he tried, how much he released, it still came back. Flooding his system and his senses like crazy. He was no longer able to speak because of it. Everything that came out of him was either growls or the sounds of his panting. He couldn’t eat either. The food Jason had left for him going to waste as Sans refused to eat. He couldn’t when he new that it would just go into making more magic. Magic he was overflowing with. 

Using his nose he moved a part of his makeshift nest letting some of the blankets that were stacked to fall over, covering the spot he had just rutted on. Covering his shame from anyone that came in. Even though he knew no one would dare come into the room save for his brother. Whom had been making frequent visits these past few days. The small blankets he had been offering doing nothing to appease the doubt that still sat itself firmly in his chest.

Sans felt frustrated that there was still no news of you. Or rather news that his brother or Jason was willing to give. He knew that they were hiding something. Something that he knew was about you. Something that they knew would make him upset. But their silence was not making him upset. It was making him angry. Did they really expect him to do something that would hurt you? Sans knew that you were hurt. He knew that you were in no condition to do anything with you yet. He just wanted you close. Wanted you where he could keep an eye on you. Make sure the others living in the cabins near by did not claim you in his stead. Did not mark you as theirs. Or worse. What if Classic found you? What if he was making up some sort of plan again to get rid of you? 

The door to the room opened snapping Sans attention to it. A low growl came as a warning to his brother. The proud wolf-dog striding in like he always did before placing something he had in his mouth down onto the floor. 

This could be his chance. He could take down his brother right now and make a break for it. He had the power to right now. He was bigger to. His magic making him about the same height as his younger brother. Stronger than him to. His eyes went up to look at the sliding door. It was dark out there. It would be easy for him to disappear into it. 

“I Was Able To See Her Today.” 

Her? Was he talking about you? So he was able to see you but not him? That meant that he knew where you were to. Sans stopped growling in the hopes that his brother would tell him more. If he knew more about what had gone on the last few days he would be able to tell where you were. Even if his brother did not tell him exactly where you were any little hint would help.

“She Is Fine But Her HP Is Still To Low To Come Home.”

Of course your HP was low. He knew that. He wasn’t an idiot to think that you would be perfectly fine after the fight you had with Hellena. But why did he not tell him where you were? Where were you staying at? Where were you recovering at?

“where.” He growled voicing his concern though he knew it sounded much more threatening than it needed to be.

“For Her’s And Your Safety I Can Not Tell You. Just Know That She Is Safe From Classic And That Beast In The Mountain. I Will Try To Keep Checking On Her But So Long As You Are Still In Your High Part Of Your Heat You Are To Remain Here In This Room. Take This. I’m Sure That She Will Like This One As Well.”

Sans watched as his brother tried to distract him with the blanket. He would take it yes but not because his brother was giving it to him. He would add it to his collection first and then go look for you. Yes. He needed to make you a place you could rest in. Where you could recover to the point to where you could be pupped. A shiver raked through his whole body. He couldn’t wait to have you here. Have you close. Feel you next to him. To have you under him. To be able to finally claim you.

She’ll be mine. The words rumbled in his chest but never made it out of his mouth. His plan of escape having to wait another night as he chose to grab the blanket and add it to his nest.

--(The night of the dream)--

Sans tossed and turned in the pile of blankets, towels, sheets, and whatever that was soft enough to be considered good material for your nest. He had finished it now. The pile being much bigger than what it had been a few days ago. It took up more than half the room at this point. It was perfect. Enough room for the both of you to lay in with extra to spare. It was also deep. None of the pups that you and he would be creating would be able to get out from it until they themselves were stable enough to walk out of it.

“Y/n~.” He purred tossing himself onto his other side when it became to unbearable to be on the other. His breaths coming out in labored pants.

His eyes closed as he tried to envision you with him. Your body cuddled up to his as you slept peacefully next to him. But the imagery he got instead was completely different. It was… weird. 

There were trees all around him, the familiar smell of the earth after a shower soaking the ground. It was night. The darkness making it somewhat hard to see. Not that he was fully able to see to begin with. His vision kept coming in and out. As if he was blinking slowly. And his feet weren’t listening to him. He did not like this place. He wanted to go back to his nest. To where he was waiting for you. But his feet kept pulling him deeper into this strange place.

Then a certain scent caught his nose. One he knew all to well. It was yours. Were you here to? Were you stuck like he was? He needed to know.

He urged his body to move quickly. To go as fast and as close to the smell of you as it could. Until it found you and he was able to have you close. But this body was slow. It moved cautiously and unsteadily as if it was fighting against something. Then again he was fighting against it to. Perhaps that was why? Perhaps if he –

A gasp caught his attention. His eyes, when he was able to see, moving every which way until they landed on you. You were here! He had found you. But why? Why were you here? Sans opened his mouth to try and call out to you but all that came was a weird sound. Like a bunch of people were speaking at once. The noise ended up scaring you just as bad as it annoyed him. He tried to do it again but softer but there was still no way that he could make a coherent sound.

“How… How do I help you? How do I fix what has happened to you?” He heard you say. 

How do you help him… that was a good question. How does he get himself out of this body that did not want to listen to him? How does he get you to understand what he was trying to tell you? Ugh this was so frustrating!

Sans felt his mouth move on its own again. Your name coming out and actually sounded like it was pronounced correctly. He saw you cock your head at that. Your ears doing that cute twitchy thing they did when you were curious and deep in thought.

“I know I have to help you. But how do I? What needs to happen?”

Another question. Another riddle that he was unable to figure out. He was never good at riddles. His brother on the other hand was. Yet his brother was not here. Not that he knew of. But what if… What if he could talk to you but without using words? What if he could talk to you through your soul? That could work. No, he knew it would work. His eyes traveled down to where your Soul should be in your chest. 

Magic in this form was somewhat hard to use. He wasn’t sure if using it to pull your Soul out would or rather could hurt you. He hoped it didn’t. He knew you had been through enough already and he did not want you in anymore pain than you already were experiencing. But as he willed his magic to draw your Soul out it ended up working without any problems. But the Soul that came out was not what he expected. Instead of the purple Soul that he and his brother expected you to have it was different. 
Black. It was… well he wasn’t sure what to make of it. He did not want to say that it was weird because this was a part of you. This was you. But it was something else to add on the plate of questions he was beginning to pile up.

He felt his mouth move again this time allowing more tangible words to come out. Like a child learning to speak one word at a time he felt his tongue try to pronounce the words in a weird way that sounded like more than just him speaking. You seemed to understand him though. Your eyes moving from your grey glowing Soul to him. You looked so beautiful as you gazed down at your own Soul. To Sans it was picture worthy. An image he would keep inside of his mind forever if he could. 

A chill went through his body as his own Soul came out to join yours. It reminded him that you might be cold as well. Your body more than likely not used to having your Soul out of you probably had you feeling just as cold as he did. So he urged himself to go forward. To move closer to you. Allow you to take some of the warmth that he had left in his fur so that you would be comfortable. At first he thought you would move away from him. That you would step back out of his reach, yet you stayed. Allowed his head to touch yours. Your fur was just as warm and soft as he had remembered. The semi coarse fur that you had before slowly turning into a soft pelt the more Jason and his brother had groomed you. You didn’t smell the same though. Your scent had changed. 

Why though?

Was it because your HP was low? Or perhaps it was because you had been to the vet’s office. But you did not smell of bleach and medicine. You smelled… like someone else. Like one of the others. 

It was then that realization struck Sans. Pulling back a bit he looked down at the Soul that was getting dangerously close to your own. His eyes seeing the mixing of bright colors and realizing that he was not in a body that was just going in and out but rather sharing one with his so called copies. He could see the fur on his changing as well from soft muddled ones to dark fur like his own. No, he was not going to allow whatever was happening to happen. He would be damned if he allowed you to bond with every other copy of him and his brother, especially Classic. His blue shining brightly in the swirls of colors telling Sans that he was present as well.

The sight of Classic irritated him. Forcing himself away Sans pushed his magic out. His goal was to overtake whatever was going on and take over the body he was in. It hurt like a bitch though. His skin constricting around him as his magic pushed out to try and force the others away. To get them all out and away from you as he could. 

It seemed like he wasn’t the only one with that idea though. Someone else was trying to force him out as well yet he was not going to allow that to happen. That’s why he put more effort into it even if it caused him an excruciating amount of pain. Even if he howled and wailed as both his and Classic’s magic clashed together. The internal battle of who was stronger being seen by only him as he knew you had moved away. And he would have preferred it. He was not sure what would have happened if you didn’t. If his magic had hurt you in some way he would be beside himself with worry. The thing with Sans though was that, like the beast that lived near the mountain, he had a good reserve of magic as well. That and the extra magic provided by his heat made it easy to shatter the magic that Classic was using. 

A feeling of accomplishment filled Sans when it happened. When his body was his alone and he was able to see clearly what was going on around him rather than just having bits and pieces. He also felt smug that he was able to beat Classic. Oh how he would like to see his stupid face right now. See how he looked when Sans had practically shoved him in the dirt. He wished he could have rubbed his face in it. Took his time degrading his stupid copy, but he needed to pay attention to what was going on right now. As he was able to catch his breath and see for himself clearly where you had gone. And you were almost gone. Having chosen to leave the area because of what was happening. 

“Y/n!” He yelled saying your name for the first time verbally. The way it rolled off his tongue sent shivers down his spine and caused his chest to clench. That was why he dared not to say it. It made him feel dangerous toward you. As if speaking your name would send him want to jump you. Ravage your body in the way his heat wanted him to do. But he could never do that. He wanted you to openly come to him for that. Ask him to. Tell him you wanted him after he apologized for what had happened. 

“Sans?” The curious chime of your voice sand in the place you both stood at.

You looked concerned yet confused. He could see the way your brows scrunched together like they always did when you were thinking about something. The way your eyes stared at him with disbelief yet withholding the sadness behind them. He didn’t want you to be sad. Especially towards him. But the only real way he could fix this was if he knew where you were. Who you were staying with. 

“where … are you?” He asked finding his breath coming out in pants even though he was trying to calm his breathing down.

You cocked your head to the side when you heard him. One of your ears swiveling to the side as it always did. An unknown habit of yours. “I’m right here Sans. Can’t you see me?”

Sans chuckled. Of course you wouldn’t. Not when he wasn’t making himself clear. “i can but this ain’t… where ya really at sweetheart. tell me…  i don’t even need to know the exact place. just need a name.”

Which was true. All he needed to know was the name of the assholes that you were staying with. Once he knew it would be a quick trip there to go and get you. He would be then able to bring you back where you belonged. Where you needed to be. Beside him and his brother. Yet for some reason you grew mad by what he had said. Your hackles rose and you flashed your teeth at him with a snarl. But why were you upset?

Sans took a few steps towards you but you instantly moved back. Clearly you did not want him near you and although he may not understand why it still hurt to see you do that. As if you did not trust him.

“Why?” He heard you say with a growl. The tone in your voice sounding of pure malice. It actually mad Sans flinch. But why? What caused you to act this way towards him? But the answer was when you kept speaking. “So you can chase me off to? Tell me that all of this was my fault? Accuse me of shit that you two know damn well I have no control over? I hear Hellena is ok. Why don’t you go and spend the rest of your heat there with her and leave me alone. I'd probably be an inconvenience to you anyways from what Papyrus says.”

Papyrus? When had… Ah, when he went to go see you at the clinic. So that meant that he actually got to talk to you. But he made it seem like you were fine. Clearly you weren’t if you were saying things that weren’t true. Either that or his brother had failed to convey what he meant to you like he always did when he talked to people. His attitude making it hard for people to get the meaning behind his words. That’s what more than likely happened. It had to be. Because honestly there should have been no reason for you to be pushing him away like this. That or whoever you were with was turning you against them by saying things to you. Messing with your image of them with their lies.

“what? what are ya talking about? sweetheart-” He tried to say in a coo trying to calm you down a bit so that you would talk to him better but it seemed that his choice of words weren’t the right ones.

“Don’t call me that! I am no ones “sweetheart” let alone yours so the next tine you address me it better be with my name. You were so keen on using Hellena’s anyways. So since you care for her so much you can go back and whisper that into her ear when you go make pups with her.”

That’s when you turned away. Choosing to leave him after saying all that with a look of pain and hurt in your eyes. A look that nearly shattered Sans’ heart too see. He knew what that look was. He had seen it before and it tore at him at the sight of it again. 
Moving quickly he tried to go after you. He tried to move as fast as he could to try and block your way. To get you to face him again to explain what and who had said that to you but after the fifth step he felt an intense sharp pain where his Soul was. It stopped him where he was making him gasp as it had became hard to breathe. But he didn’t want to stop. He needed to get to you before you went out of sight once again. But it was to late. Whatever was causing him this pain was making him miss all his chances.

Sans cried out for you. He called and pleaded for you to come back. Yet as the pain in his chest kept growing you kept going further and further away. Until you were no longer in sight and Sans knew that you were no longer in this place he had found himself in. At that moment that was when he found himself waking up. Be it a dream or if that was in fact a different place Sans did find himself back to where he had fell asleep at. The very same room he had been locked in for days.

He groaned as he woke up. The sound being more like an annoyed growl than anything else. Yet what had him opening his eyes quickly was the feeling of someone else in the room with him. Someone that was not his brother. The thing that he saw though was nothing. The space he had felt whomever was there was no longer in it. Just a small lingering of magic. 

Who would have dared come into the room? Who was that stupid? Those thoughts circled and danced in his mind as he got up. 

Stepping out of his nest he padded over to where he thought the person had been. Head hung low attempting to smell anything that might have given them away. A scent of their magic or just their smell in general would have been enough. Which there was. Over by the other darkest part of the room near the window. It was there that a familiar smell came to him. The smell of smoke. It was Rus that had been in the room? Why? Why would he come here to wake him up when there was no need to? 

Lifting his head he had planned on going back to his nest when the realization of why hit him. It was because of you. It was his smell that he had caught on your fur in that dream. That was why it was so familiar. That was why he couldn’t place it right away. 

A scoff of a laugh left his mouth as he mentally smack himself for not remembering sooner. Perhaps then he might not have pissed you off. Perhaps then he could have left that dream a long time ago and get to you by now. Speaking of which, that’s what he needed to be doing. Screw the heat. Screw the fact that you were upset with him over what his brother or anyone else had told you. He was going to bring you back. But first things first, he needed to get this stupid collar off. The one that was using his own magic against him to keep him here. That was easier said than done. He would have to over ride the collar with a great deal of magic if he wanted it to come off. An even though he had plenty to spare it would hurt him terribly the moment the collar broke. All of the magic that it was trying to syphon away would come doubling back onto him. It would hurt like hell.

 
“Y/n.” He tried to say your name softly. 

You were fine. Pissed but fine. That’s all that mattered to him right now. So long as you were able to get up and walk around he knew that you would pull through. Then again once he brought you back he would have preferred it if you weren’t able to move.  He would be able to keep you here with him. Be able to hide you away without you being able to run. Then he would be able to get to the bottom of why you were so angry with him. He would be able to find out the cause of your anger and fix it… or rather fix whoever had told you all of that stuff.

A chuckle left his mouth as he looked over towards the door. His magic already billowing to the surface as he collected it around him. It already stung him. Like millions of little razors cutting at his skin as he tried to force all of it towards the collar. There wasn’t anything dramatic to get the collar to break once it did. The only thing that happened was that now Sans was incredibly exhausted and that his body felt like shit. The pain could ease away after a while but he did not want to take the time to wait. Surely by now either Jason or his brother would notice something was off and at that point he needed to be out of here. He needed to get gone before anyone came. 
Twisting his head he grabbed the collar into his mouth before ripping the now broken thing off of him. The snaps of the threads and the rips of the leather easily breaking off of him with little force. And just as easily as he had ripped it off it was easy for him to toss the thing away. Not really caring where the scraps landed as he shook his body once before disappearing from the room.

(The next morning - Present time)

It had been several hours since Sans’ escape. By now he had already made it to Black’s and Rus’ place, yet he dared not get to close just yet. Once being that he was not able to see you. He wanted to make sure that you were ok before he even dared to storm the place looking for you. The other reason was because Black had been patrolling the area since last night. Either he had gotten wind from Danny that Sans had escaped or his instincts were just that good.
Probably the first but seeing as how he had seen Black outside even right as he appeared in their territory that it was indeed the later. 

That was why Sans was hiding in the shadows of the forest all night and even this morning. There had been times where he had to teleport somewhere else for a tiny moment before reappearing. Rus also was a problem. The damn piece of shit was sticking close to you when he had seen you through the window. Your sleeping form laying snug next to his drove Sans mad with jealous rage. That or it was his heat that was making him feel possessive. Either way he hated the fact that Rus was all over you. 

A growl threatened to give away where he was when he had seen you wake up only to immediately go straight to showering that mangy shit head with affection. Your kisses, your licks, were supposed to be for only him. Not so much for his brother as he figured he had a hand in irking your rage but still. And then the fact that you allowed him to do the same to you? No he would not have it. But still he couldn’t just outright stop you from doing it right now. He had to get you when you were alone. When he could easily get you back.

That was not until much later in the day. Well into the afternoon Sans had to wait. He had moved to the front of the house now where he was able to get a clear view of the wrap around porch. The glass sliding door on the complete opposite end had been shut up until now. At first he had thought that the human Danny had opened it but yet instead you came out along with something small. At first Sans thought it was a cat. He had heard Frisk had brought one once to their house but it did not stay long with Classic being there. More than likely chased out or threatened to the point that Frisk had to get rid of it. But this one did not look like that cat. In fact, the more he looked at it the thing started to look like a pup. 

Sans felt a flare in his magic at the sight of it. A pup that was not his was with you. Passing through your legs as you lead it somewhere on the porch. Its tail swaying happily and its face looking lovingly at you. That was wrong. To him seeing you with a pup that was not his made him angry. It felt as if someone had already gotten to you. Stolen you from him. Claimed you before he had the chance to do the same to you fully. He hated it. But there could not have been any way that the pup was yours. You had not gone into your own heat nor had you had the time to actually carry it until now. There was no way that it would have survived. 

Yet even though those facts were true in his mind his instincts were still telling him that you had been claimed by someone else. And to him that was all he needed to come out of hiding.

Chapter Text

You had not been asleep for very long when you felt a tickle on your spine. A signal that you knew was your instincts telling you that something was a miss. That something was going to either happen to you or around you. That static bubble being pushed against dangerously by someone unknown. It was what caused you to open your eyes. Nothing looked off though. There was no one on the porch with you nor did anything seemed to have been moved. So it was weird to you that you would have felt this way. Your gut never told you anything that wasn’t real and right now it was telling you that something was not right.

Looking over to Whisper you saw that he was still sleeping. The young pup snuggled closely at your stomach sharing the dog bed that was outside. His little chest rising and falling calmly as he took a well deserved nap, one that even you were thankful that he had taken. It had given you a moment of reprieve from all that energy but you just couldn’t find it in you to go back to sleep right now. Not with this off feeling that you had.

It was a good thing though that you were indeed awake. Had you still been sleeping you would have had missed the small creak on the floor. It had came from behind you. A large weight that made the wood bow next to you but had been stepped on to gently to have been normal. It was clear that whoever or whatever had made that noise was trying to be silent. To silent to have been doing any form of good.

You growled in warning. You dared not move yet in fear that doing so might cause them to lash out early. Not until you were able to tell who or what it was. Until you knew what you were going to be up against. The growl that answered you back though told you that it was another dog. One much larger than you. Could it have been Classic? Had he decided to be stupid and try and finish you off at Danny’s place? But that was stupid. Did he not think that Black and Rus would stop him again? Or did he forget that you were almost healed at this point? Did he think you wouldn’t fight back? Surely he wouldn’t be that stupid especially when there was a pup right next to you. You would be damned if you allowed Whisper to get hurt because he just so happened to have gotten caught in the middle of Classic’s stupidity.

“Back off.” You growled quietly so as to not wake Whisper up. “Come any closer to me and my pup and I’ll tear your face off.”

“Not yours... Not mine.”

Never in your life had you snapped your head around so fast to see who in all of this damned world had spoken to you. Because it sounded horrifying. Something that sounded just like someone you knew but only darker. As if they themselves had turned into some sort of monster. So it was no surprise that you jumped to your feet to face them. Nor was it a surprise to you to actually see Sans standing there after you heard his demented voice. You were more scared though than actually shocked. One for the fact that it was Sans. You were not ready at all to see him again. Not when you had just decided to get to know Black and Rus. Rus more so than his brother but that was not the point. This fact was that you were passing off the feelings you had for him and his brother off for the ones that should have been inside the house.

But why was he here? Why did he should like he did and look this way to? He wasn’t how you had remembered. The fat and plush fur you remembered were now gone. Muscle on top of muscle turned his once lazy look into one that threatened without even trying. His hunched over lazy form replaced with one poised to strike. His fur jagged, hackles raised showing off how angry and upset he was.

Still you faced him either way. No matter how terrifying he looked right now it was no reason for you to back down. Not when you had your small charge underneath you. Whom unfortunately had woken up when you suddenly moved. Thankfully he knew not to draw attention to himself when he realized what was going on. Choosing to hide between your back legs where he knew he wouldn’t get bit.

“Whether this pup really is or isn’t mine is none of your concern. Now fuck off. You have no reason to be here. Especially in front of me.” You growled allowing what fur you had left to rise as your own agitation grew.

Sans did not back off though. If anything, he seemed to have taken a firm stand against you. His growls also became deeper. Lowering a few more notches when his red eyes peered down at Whisper.

This wasn’t good. You knew that if there was to be a fight that you would be able to hold him back for a bit but you would definitely not be able to win. You were also sure that any damage from him would be long lasting. The chances of you being able to walk away from this fight, if he decided to fight you for Whisper, were slim even with the experience you had. That’s why you hoped he backed off. How he could just snap out of whatever delusion he was in. Or if not, for Rus or Black to get their ass out here to help. You would have sent Whisper to go get them but if he moved from between your legs at this moment then he would surely get snatched.

Baring your fangs you took a step towards Red. Or at least you tried to. A familiar pressure held you still. Controlling your body for you as a scent you knew and a soft coat over your back caught your attention. You did not need to look up to know that Rus was now there but it did concern you that he was the one keeping you still. Even as he stepped forward in your stead giving Sans his own ferocious growl. His silver k9 teeth glinting in the lowering sun.

Sans backed away as slow as possible as he sized Rus up. It was clear that he was not going to back away completely. You watched as it all played out. The stand off between these to males. Posturing the other as both their hackles rose along with the tension. It was when Rus had put himself fully between the two of you that was when you felt the pressure leave your body. You used that as your queue to get Whisper out of there.

Taking a step back yourself you leaned down, gently took the pup in your jaws, and proceeded to try to get him to the safety of the house. Of course Sans did not like that. The snarl you had heard as you tried to get around them made you pick your eyes up to watch Red. His large body turning to follow yours but still held back as Rus continued to put himself between you and him. Not wanting to see him though you turned to  step into the house. Your paws stepping over the thresh hold of the sliding door taking you deep into the house.

You got to the staircase before you placed Whisper down. Allowed him to get his footing before you pulled your teeth away  as you turned your head to look back towards the door. Yet when you did that was when you had heard all hell break loose. Snarls, growls, heavy thumps against the floor boards of the porch and the outside walls. It sounded horrible as you were sure it was when two dogs their size would sound as they fought. Your run in with Hellena was also a good reminder of how strong they were. You could still feel the sting of her teeth on your flank as you started recalling said fight.  

“Its ok, Rus will drive him away.” Whisper said leaning his head against your back leg.

You huffed turning your face so that you could nuzzle his own. “It’s not that I don’t think he can’t, its how he will look when he comes back. I know what it’s like fighting someone stronger than yourself and it’s not fun.”

A yowl snapped your attention back to the door. The fight had lead off of the porch and out into the yard itself. You weren’t able to see much but you could tell that one of them was hurt. Your first thought was that it was Sans that was hurt. That there was a possibility that he was hurt and wounded severely in some way. Worry clear as day gripped at your chest though you weren't fully sure why. You knew it was stupid for you to do such a thing. Not after what had happened between the two of you and for what he had just tried to do now. More so you would consider yourself a fool if you continued to let that worry rise. No, now you should be concerned on if that was Rus or Black. If it was one of them that was now knocked down, hurt, or worse.

Concern spurned you to move back towards the door. You needed to see for yourself what was going on. Yet a sharp tug at your tail stopped you.

“You can’t go out there. Something terrible will happen to you if you do.” Whisper whined, his grey eyes full of fear and worry. Something you were sure your own held as well.

“I need to. I have to see what’s going on.” You said looking back to the door for a second before turning back to whisper to give him a few good licks on the top of his head. “You stay here, I’ll just stay on the porch. I won’t get to close.”

Whisper squinted as you licked him. “Promise?”

Your brows twitched as you pulled away. Promises were for those who could keep them. People who were either spurred to follow through or honest enough to uphold them. You weren’t sure if you would be able to keep a promise to stay out of the fire if shit went south. You were never one to keep them anyways. One thing always led to another, and broken promises dragged themselves behind you like a long-tailed rat. Instead, you raced to the door ignoring the young pup that called out to you. His voice actually rose a few octaves in the surprise you doused him in.

Heading through the sliding door you closed it behind you so that Whisper would not follow you. You were able to see the look of betrayal on his face, but it was only for a moment. The noise you could hear behind you drawing your concern and your attention to it. What you saw was a quick reminder as to what Sans had told you about them a long time back. They weren’t normal wolf-dogs and if the spike protruding off of the ground and the menacing looking red mist that surrounded Sans at this current moment weren’t enough then you honestly would have said you had lost your mind for a moment. But no, you remembered and you were sure your head was as clear as it had been not to long ago before all this shit happened. But how you were going to help end this shit show was a good question. From what you saw from the porch was that this was a game of distance.

Rus and Black were on the right. Spread out a few yards from one another they flanked Sans from either side as best as they could but the all black beast pushed them back by somehow shooting up red spikes that looked similar to the one that Classic tried to kill you with. Not the best thing to see after what had happened but you made sure not to pay to close attention to what they were to much. On the other hand you were trying to make sure that the two that lived here were still fine. Your eyes searching over their bodies as they moved trying to escape the never ending barrage of sharp projections. Thankfully they did not seem seriously hurt. Perhaps a nick or two but the main problem you saw with them was how tired they looked. If this continued for any more than it needed than you were sure that neither of them would last much longer, or come out of this with all four limbs.

You needed to think of something…

Anything that you could possibly do to stop this…

You searched your head for anything. A trick you could pull. A skill you had that would be useful for this moment. Strength? No, these males were stronger than you for a fact. Your little fight with Hellena proved that even a small female version of them was enough you nearly kill you. If you were to take on Sans the same way as you had with Hellena then there was no doubt that you might actually die this time. So what was it? What could you do to stop this?

Wait…

Oh how stupid you were. The answer and solution was already there. The whole reason why this heat induced beast of a wolf-dog was here in the first place. Why after everything that had happened? No clue, but it would no doubt explain why he came here, why he became enraged when he saw Whisper and Rus. He was here to take you back.

Your brows furrowed in frustration. With that knowledge you knew what you had to do. You just didn’t want to do it. For obvious reasons but also because you did not want to go with him. You weren’t ready to face Sans at all yet and you had came to the decision that you were going to let them go. But if you didn’t do something the two you were starting to be comfortable with would more than likely die. And that was a fat chance of being on your conscience if you were able to stop it. Biting back a frustrated growl you angrily snuck off of the porch.

Quietly and while keeping a good distance to not get near the three, you slinked like a rat along the side of the house. Following the space between the flower bushes to where you were able to get to the back of the house. The first step of your plan, if it worked, was to get behind Sans a good distance away without him noticing you first and without getting Rus or Black to do the same as well. If the later two did then there was likely a chance that they would lose focus of the fight first which would end where Sans could get a winning blow. Or worse a near death or fatal strike. Fortunately getting away from the house and towards the tree-line was a simple thing to get with the three distracted males. So simple that by the time you were at the trees there was really no point in hiding yourself that well. Which made you want to roll your eyes. For a bunch of males that were supposedly fighting over you it was kind of dumb that none of them were keeping tabs of where you were. But anyways, now was the time to finally get their attention.

Turning towards where they were you took a deep breath in before you let out the loudest staccato like bark you could manage with your still tender lungs. The sound itself was… adequate to say the least. Nearly recreating the bay or cry of a coyote it certainly did well to turn heads. Especially the two that should have been distracted by it after Sans. Unfortunately for them your noise fucked them by distracting them long enough to get Sans to knock them both over. A blow to Rus’ side first as Sans used the opportunity to ram himself into his almost as strong equal. The impact being so strong that it ended up knocking Rus into Black as well that stunned them both as they collided with the ground. Their bodies bounced then slid for a second to fall still a moment later with a good whisp of a dirt cloud trailing behind them. Oof, they were definitely going to feel that later you were sure about that. However right now you needed to keep an eye on Sans whom was shaking off that collision like it was nothing. His eyes turning to you once he picked his head back up all the way.

Well, its all or nothing now. You thought to yourself as you straightened yourself up as well. Your head held high and your feet planted firmly on the ground telling all who could see you that you weren’t afraid in the least. Was that a good thing on your end? Probrably not if Sans had come here to hurt you in the first place. More than likely he would see it as a display of arrogance but if anyone was arrogant it was no doubt him for coming here in the first place.

“Leave them alone Sans.” You said as loud as you could manage. “I’m right here, if you really want me that badly the- ! Oh shit!”

Well that didn’t go as you had expected. Not even half way through your would be speech that was supposed to sound like you were going to make yourself the sacrificial lamb Sans decided to cut you off early by running your ass down. With the same speed he used to smack the shit out of Rus he dug his claws into the ground as he raced towards you. And for fucks sake he was a hell of a lot faster than you thought he would be. Hence why you cut yourself off and cursed under your breath as you turned tail and ran your ass into the woods. And by the dog gods did you run. Not like how you had ran with Hellena though. This one wasn’t one to where you merely needed to use as a trick. Now you were running in an attempt to actually save your life. You definitely were putting use into your healing legs to.

Ducking under branches, leaping over bramble bushes, serpentine around the trees, you tried to put as much distance as you could between you and Sans. You knew that it might not be enough though. Even though you weren’t looking behind you, only because you knew it would slow you down, you knew that he was still on your tail. The pounding thumps of his paws in the dirt behind you giving you a clear tell as to where he was. That and you were sure that you wouldn’t be able to put that much more distance between you two. Just from keeping this going for as long as you had already made your chest start to hurt. Perhaps it was because of the fact that you had not fully healed yet but you were sure that it had to be something like that. Even now as you slid down into a ditch you could feel your lungs protesting for you to stop and take a break. But you needed to keep getting Sans away from Rus and Black. If you didn’t then this whole little stunt would have been all for nothing.

Keeping up the pace you saw a large cluster of bushes ahead of you. That would be the perfect area to try and lose him in. If not then at least you would be able to get a few seconds to catch your breath. Though you were unsure if it would work you needed something to help you in this moment. Sprinting you jumped in moving to where it was the thickest and plastering yourself as close to the ground as possible. The dirt and pebbles irritated your nose and jabbed themselves between your paw pads but you dared not move. Instead, you tried to work on your breathing as you kept your ears up and swiveling trying to catch any sound that Sans would have made as he looked for you.

You could hear him get close. His huffs as he tried sniffing you out could be heard at the edge of the cluster and you waited for him to get on the other side before you tried to slip to the other. Slinking close to the ground trying to not make so much noise. Keeping your body hunched yet low. Waiting anxiously for any chance you were able to get.

A snap of a twig made your ears swivel over to that side and thankfully you had enough experience to know when to move. Using your hind legs to launch yourself you narrowly evaded when Sans’ head burst through the foliage and his teeth clamped down on but a few strands of your fur as he tried to grab you. With your cover blown and with him having difficulty trying to push himself through the dense branches you scrambled out of them to take off once again.

You knew that you weren’t going to be able to run forever. There was no way for you to do so with the way Sans was coming after you and the fact that even getting this far was causing you physical pain. But what could you do other than run? You couldn’t take him back to Danny’s place. There was no guarantee that Rus or Black were still in a condition to fight. You did not want to bring him back to only end up killing the two. You didn’t know the territory well enough either. Taking him to another wolf-dog’s territory could end up with you getting messed up even more as well. Realistically the only other way would be for you to head back to where Sans lived. To go to Jason’s.

A pang of sadness clenched your already aching chest. You were no where near ready to meet with Papyrus and, well, clearly you weren’t ready to see Sans but given the situation there was no other option. Turning your body as you had sped through the forest, Sans having caught up at this point barreling his bulky body through the foliage and bounding towards you once again, you encouraged your body to take you to where you recalled Jason lived.

(Sans Pov)–

Sans paws dug into the ground as he kept up the chase. He knew you were trying to lead him away. It was clear the further the two of you went deeper into the woods. Truth be told he was glad you left the safety of the house. Being able to catch you would be easier now that those other two were further away. The problem he faced though was that even though you were still hurt you were still so energetic and unless he wanted to have you stay put while he tried to teleport the both of you to his nest then he needed you to get exhausted. Hence why he had yet to catch you. Why he was still staying behind you a few feet. Why he resisted the urge that was blatantly screaming at him to speed up and let his teeth grab the scruff of your neck. To force you into the ground to keep you from running. To hold you still long enough for him to…

Sans shook his head at what thoughts followed after he had you grounded. Even though he was still at the peak of his heat he still had half a mind to know that he would definitely lose you if he did what his instincts were telling him to do. He still needed to clear things up first. Still needed to tell you how much he loved you. How wrong your thoughts about them were. How their home was your real and only home. But yet again, you had to be in a state to do so for that to happen.

Thankfully he had noticed when you had started going into the direction of their territory. The area looking a bit more familiar the further he pushed you forward. To be honest it was a good thing that you thought that you could seek help from his brother by taking him there. That would be the only reason  why you would go this far. The problem though was that if his brother did help in keeping him from you then that would mean that there was a chance of you either escaping again once he was caught and collared again or Papyrus would say some shit that would make you hate them even more even though that was neither of their intentions.

Growling out of frustration for the change of plans he  decided that it was time to end the chase. Going full speed he ran beside you in a matter of milliseconds. It was cute to him how your eyes widened in shock. The surprise of the fact that he was actually much faster than you after all of this making you reconsider just  how fast he actually was. Then the look of fear  on it when he leaned  over to grab the bit of your neck he could reach that wasn’t covered by the hoodie you were wearing.  It was also adorable the way you turned your own head to try and snap your own teeth at him. The way you tried to threaten him doing nothing as he grabbed you and with a swift jerk down towards him he had gotten you to lose your balance.

You yelped when he made you fall to the ground. Your legs kicking out at him trying to push him away while he held you down. He did nothing else though other than hold you. His teeth not digging deep enough to draw blood but still clamped down to where even if you kept struggling, which you did, there was still no way for you to break free. Now all he had to do was wait for you to give up. To quit trying to contort your body in all sorts of ways in order to get free. Which, because he knew of your current state and because he had made you run for so long, came once you realized that there was no escape.

Sans’ eyes softened when he saw your body go limp. Your chest moving heavily as it tried to take in oxygen as best it could. It was almost a sigh of relief so to speak. Because you gave up it made it so much more easier for him to use his magic to teleport the both of you back to his nest. The rough ground turning to soft and heavily padded piles. The smell of the woods being driven away by the overpowering smell of his own magic. The sounds of the much smaller animals quieting down only to be covered by the gentle hum of the air conditioner being on. There was no other sounds that he could pick up other than that. No tell-tell signs letting him know that either Jason or his brother were here. Which was for the best. Now that he had you where he wanted he would allow you to let your body rest for a while. Give you the chance to calm down so you could assess the nest that he had made just for you. That and when it came time for him to clear things up with both him and his brother you would be in a much more receptacle state. Granted he still had no clue what his brother had said to you. That part specifically missed when his brother mentioned that he had met with you a few days ago.

Letting you go he almost half expected for you to bolt. To get up from the nest and try to move yourself to a different part of the room in order to put space between the two of you. Thankfully you didn’t. You remained where you were choosing to get yourself comfortable even though you were still in a defensive state. Your eyes though were looking around. No doubt trying to figure out where he had brought you and trying to figure out as well a way of possible escape. For him, yes there was. For you though he knew for a fact that you weren’t able to open the door nor the window so unless Jason or his brother came in you were practically stuck there with him. In which case eased some of the tension he was feeling. His mind now going on getting you comfortable and happy.

Moving slightly away he used his snout to push some of the blankets closer to you. The ones that were new to the front while the deeper in red ones towards your sides. Speaking of, now that he had a moment to calm himself down as well he decided to give you a proper look over. Granted the hoodie was covering a good part of your body he was still able to see your lower back and your leg that was closest to him. The stiches that were there seeming irritated and unfortunately it seemed like more than one of them had popped while you were running.

Beads of blood started to seep from the now opened cuts. Though some had already dried it didn’t stop the deeper looking lesions from allowing the red liquid to stop flowing out. That being said Sans used this as an opportunity to get back on your good side. A caring mate was always the best one to a hurt mate after all. So leaning his head down he allowed his tongue to come out as well as some of his healing magic. When it made contact with your skin though you didn’t seem to keen on allowing him to help. The low snarl you let out told him so. Yet you made no move to get away from him. Instead choosing to be remained hunkered down in the blankets. That in itself was a good enough sign for him. One that he used as he kept his head low to your body and his tongue still running over your now slightly faster healing wounds.