Packed Together
Nightingale was happy with her new name as she lead the small group of monsters to her pack. It has only been a couple of hours after the alleyway problem with the thugs, but it seemed to happen yesterday, the fight fuzzy in Night’s brain. She peered down the alleyway where the feud happened, and stiffened when the same men from before were spotted harassing a Whimsum, the poor thing close to tears. The leader of the small group was the one who lost three of his teeth, one eye swollen shut, and a broken nose.
“Stay here,” Night said to the other monsters, before growling and launching herself at the men, this time breaking the hand that held the knife in five different places before hip tossing the man and forcing him to land in the most uncomfortable position. Nightingale’s eyes flashed a bright gold in the young night as she brought her foot down on another man, ribs cracking under pressure before knocking the feet out from the last one standing.
She snarled, fangs gleaming dangerously in the moonlight before speaking in a low, threatening voice. “You didn't listen to my warning, boys,” she hissed. “So let me give you an even clearer message for you.” Night smiled, tilting her face up a little so only her teeth and golden brown eyes shone in the faint light. “Hey, there, pal. Buddy. Chum. Friend. Pal. Chum. Kid. Buddy. Friend. Kiddo. Home slice. Bread slice. Dog. Amégo. Pal. Friend. If you take one more diddly darn step, I'm gonna have to diddly darn snap your pathetic, little, neck. Do you understand me?”
The men nodded, scrambling to their feet, and dashing past Nightingale and the Whimsum, running out into the street and past the monsters waiting for her, before making their way down the road without looking back. Night came out from the alleyway, the Whimsum trembling slightly behind her before speaking up in front of the other monsters now that it wasn't alone anymore.
“T-thank y-y-you f-for s-saving me b-back t-there… T-those p-p-people were v-ver-ry m-mea-an-n…” It floated off before Night could reply. Blinking a few times fast, she turned back towards a extremely confused group. Night smiled, and looked up to see the position of the moon. Her grin brightened. “Come on, you guys!” Night said picking up Frisk and placing her up on her shoulders, Flowey balance on her head as Frisk giggled. “I don't wank you to miss the Full Moon Festival! Everyone will be happy to meet you on this day!”
Night took of running down the alley, waiting at the end as Undyne picked up Alphys, carrying her piggyback style, before dashing after her. Papyrus grabbed Sans, holding him under his arm, and followed after Undyne and Night, unaware of the faces he continued to make at the former king and queen, making Toriel giggle and Asgore look at her lovingly. Sans rolled his eyes at the fluffy pushover. His love will never die for her, will it?
~*~
Laughter and cheers filled the air when Night made her appearance, the monsters behind her gasping in awe at the sight before them. A massive clearing stood in front of them, countless kids, teens, and adults running around playing different games around a massive weeping willow, some of the more adventurous climbing the sturdy trunk.
Night placed Frisk down, before being immediately swarmed with kids, some signing, and some climbing onto her back. Night looked down at all them with loving eyes, before producing countless sweets from her pocket and handing them out evenly. They all shouted out “Thank You!” before running off.
Night just turned around to show her guess around, meeting everyone's awe filled gaze, before a whistle pierced the air in a complicated pattern. Some kids ran to their nurses, being ushered towards a reinforced building, while the teens arranged themselves under the willow tree. A scout team came running up to Night, whispering in her ear, before running off again.
The monsters behind her looked at her confusingly when she turned around. “Undyne,” she barked, and the previous Captain straighten up. “Will you protect my pack from any danger?” Undyne nodded, and Night smirked darkly. “Good. Please report to the Singing Tree to assist the Hunters in Training. They will obey your every command.”
Night’s gaze snapped to Sans. “You're coming with me, bud. You're gonna learn what happens when you mess with a wolf pack.” Nightingale snapped her fingers, and five blind women led the rest of the group to the safe house with the children.