Enraged
“Hey there”
“Hi?”
“What are you doing here at night sweetie?”
“Waiting for my mom”
“Okay, but for how long?”
“a week...”
“A week!? Honey, if it’s been a week, then-”
“...”
“...” sighs, “Okay, how about this, what if I take you home with me, you look like you need a bit of meat on your bones, I’m sure she wouldn’t want you being a skeleton with a bow on now do you?” she chuckles as the child before gives a small grin. “Yes please, I am very hungry”
“Okay, you can hold my hand if you wish”
“Okay! By the way, my name is frisk”
“My name is (Y/N), but you’re welcome to call me anything else if you wish”
“An angel?” smiled the child, that it caused the young woman to laugh, “far from it, but if you want to you’re welcome to call me that”
(Y/N) gasped at the sudden dream, ‘no, not a dream... a memory’ she thought as she rose from her bed, beside her laid Sans curling like a baby cooing in his sleep, an adorable scene that she couldn’t help, but to plant a kiss between his brow bone. Caressing his cheekbone as he snuggle against it, ‘such a sweet skelly you are, Sans’ she thought as she got up and stretch. It was still early, but that was no excuse, she needed to make breakfast before heading out... Plus coffee was calling her name. So getting up her tip toed through the room, and to the hallway before giving a small click of the door to show it was closed. She then went to button’s room and checked on him, ‘still asleep, good’ she thought as she closed the door as well before making way of the bathroom.
She did her usual route, but stopped half way... the mark on her stomach felt the need to be more visible today, as if to mock her. She stroked the harden skin and frowned, ‘if they hadn’t taken you from me, will this scar be more of a reminder that you lived instead of how they just-...’ she could feel the tears prickling in her eyes. She noticed how shaky she felt and how weak she felt...
This scar was the evidence of betrayal, lies, and distrust... To show that what they did to make her the woman she had become. She remembered it, how the day first came when she announced it, that she was pregnant. She was filled with such joy and love that she barely noticed the disgust and judging stares of the people around her. It wasn’t her or the baby’s fault.
She didn’t ask to be taken advantaged, but she never care who the father was, because she was going to be bless with a light. She done everything she had try on the surface, buying baby accessories, cribs, bottles, working as hard to earn an apartment of her own and at least a van. Her mother had been supporting her throughout it all. And she thought it was good. Most mothers would have yelled, screamed, and loathe their daughters before actually accepting them. Until... four months into the pregnancy, she went in for a check up, the doctor who had been with her at the beginning gave her something to give the nutrients for her and the baby.
That was the mistake...
Once taken she had suddenly fell asleep, later waking up in the middle of it all... They were... They were fuck’in ripping the child out of her. And through it all her mother just stared almost empty at it all. She screamed and begged for someone to stop them anyone who can hear her, but all they did was made her sleep. She woke up later in the hospital room, with smiling doctors and a mother who acted as if it was nothing. She felt so hurt and betrayed... So empty and lost... So damn enraged and fill with hatred. She had gotten up and out right smacked her mother in front of the doctors, all in shock, “HOW DARE YOU TAKE THEM FROM ME! HOW DARE YOU TAKE THE ONLY THING THAT COULD HAVE HAD A LIFE BETTER THAN WHAT YOUMADE ME GROW UP IN!” so much raged, so much hatred that had been holding out for the past eighteen years. All taken out on the mother who was never a mother to begin with, “I did you a favor, that child would have ruined your life if it had lived, there was no way you could have supported that child, nor do you know how to raise one” she said.
“Raise one? Me? Not knowing how to raise a child when I’ve been raising YOUR kids, which you have neglected, who you ignored, who you chose drugs over and a random man, who was the reason of this situation... which is the reason why your children call me “mother” when they call you “Mona”, You had no right to make that decision to abort a child... especially when one didn’t believe in abortion.” Her mother forged those signatures, and was arrested, the doctors sued, but it was never enough... Emily and Saya had came to the hospital in hopes to see their “sibling” how could she tell them that Mona took them away? How could she tell them...? Josiah and Carol knew how disappointed they were when found out... This situation caused all of them to know the terrible truth of the world... Well more truth about it.
They weren’t ordinary children after all.
They all turned to her for guidance, protected by her, and raised by her and to see the figure who they saw as a mother break down. It was painful. (Y/N) never was the same after that, deprived of actually getting a light and destroying her mentality caused her to turn to other methods, which she never showed to her siblings. Hell to the no. She stopped when she found that light again...
“Mama?” she snapped back to reality as she suddenly remember she was in the bathroom... Button’s was knocking on the door, “mama, I need to go, please” he begged causing her to gasp, “so sorry sweetie! Mommy’s coming out!” she went as she pulled the shirt down and opened the door to see the small skelly shoot towards the toilet and walked out. “Again sorry baby” she went as she closed the door without looking, “it’s okay mama” he replied as he continued to do his business...
“Wait did skeletons have a body-...” she won’t stress on it, as of now she needed to focus on other things.
Papyrus lay on his bed, stiff as a board staring at the ceiling like it was the most interesting thing in the world. ‘Two days... Two days without him’ he thought as he felt his soul clench up, he went around the underground searching and searching, however no one seen his brother, no one heard from him, and not a single one even wanted to give him the answer on where he was. Papyrus wanted so bad to dusted them all, to kill or torture each and every one of them! But his soul just didn’t care... he ached knowing that he deserved this, he didn’t deserve Sans, his brother who had raised him, loved him even if he was treated as a dog, a waste of space, a whore, a – he stopped himself... ‘No more, no more thinking about those things, Sans was the best brother I could have had, the only person who truly gave a damn about me even if I am head of the royal guard. That title meant nothing, but power... But when in truth, I only wanted us to be safe...’ he thought as he felt himself shed tears.
He was truly terrible, he was never great, if he was... he could have some time to be kinder to his brother, to love and appreciate him, to drop the facade and give him years of love he had burrowed deep inside him. But no, he used his brother like a tool, a message that he was weak and Papyrus was stronger, to show he had ownership over him. Especially when he allowed other monsters to touch what was his... what belong to him! Sans was the only person he would have gone hell and back, who he truly would have claimed if he wasn’t such a dick... and now... That human woman has him... She took him away from him, she wasn’t afraid; she didn’t care if she was to be in a fight with him. Sans was hers now and Papyrus can do nothing...?
‘Unless...’
Rising up from the bed he smirked, this was Snowdin, and it was known for dynamics for a reason, and if he were to get what belong to him back... Then he would have no other choice, but the fight the human woman one on one. “Don’t worry brother... I’ll get you back” he went as he took hold of one of his brother’s signature shirts; it was the closes thing he could have (and was clean, oddly.) “And this time... I’ll do better, and show you what it really means to be LOVED.”
Taking his scarf that Sans had given him when he was a baby, he quickly left in a hurry to find at least the woman who had taken his beloved brother away from him.
(Y/N) stared down at the trapped before her... “So you’re telling me, you want to use a bear trap in the middle of the snow to tear the ankle off?” she asked turning to Doggo who wagged his tail, “yes ma’am, not only would it capture them, but it will weaken them as well as their speed to get away” he went. “And if the human dies before we get to it? The soul would have ascended to the light before we can even claim it” she went causing the guard dog to whine, “sorry, I guess I didn’t think this through...”
“Right well, try sticking with a cage, and have it be buried underneath the snow at least two three to four inches deep and is unseen, Greater Dog!” she barked causing the male to perk up, “I need you to run down to Alphy’s Lab and call Doctor Gaster, I need that formula ready by the end of the day” earning a nod she watched as the giant suited up dog left without dust. “Alpha, what will the formula be use for?”
“It’s to weaken their determination and lower their health to at least 0.3 percent, I need this child to be weak, but not enough the kill them though, I won’t do that, this formula will be our prayer” Lesser Dog tilted his head in confusion. “Don’t understand huh well... imagine it like some sickness, not only will they be immobile, but they will soon lose the will to continue and fight us, which is a good sign...” ‘Plus, it would mean they lose access to the Save and Reset file, no determination, no reset, sorry sweetie, but I have my own child and mate to worry about this time... after all I am disappointed in you’ she thought before turning away from the scene.
“Alpha!”
She paused as she looked up ahead to see a familiar figure. “Ah Papyrus, what day should it be to grace your presence upon me” she smirked, the skeleton was not amused, “I know you have him.” She paused a bit before her smirk turned to an actual smile, “Not that hard to guess, since he did come on his own free will... which is something you had taken from him for the past few years.” Papyrus felt his body tense, his fist clenched tightly enough to pierce through the rubber glove and injure his hand. His fangs biting down against the firm bone of his mouth, “I challenge you for Sans!” (Y/N) paused, ‘so he’s really gonna do it... This guy, I swear... He’s not gonna give up is he? Well no matter, let’s make this interesting’ she grinned as she walked a bit closer towards the tall skeleton. “I accept, meet me at the center of Snowdin, I will bring both my son and Sans to witness this, if you win Sans goes to you and I back off, if I win Sans stays with me and if chosen to see you I will let him, but you will be banned from seeing him for a few months until that does happen.”
Papyrus gritted his fangs staring out towards the pack who watched in interest, “deal!”