Any moment that fist would smash into his bones. With only a single hit point, he would be dusted. His soul would shatter, as would most of his bones, he suspected. He only prayed that it would be quick. ...But nothing happened. Taking deep breaths, he opened his eye sockets. Three feet in front of him was that fist, the cement under it shattered from the force. Each of the shifters were staring at him with varying degrees of shock. how... how did I get over here? 'Did that monster just…?' Tiger breathed. His voice seemed to snap Xander out of his shock. Despite the pain, he jumped to his feet, attempting to attack again. Sans jumped

how long has it been? ten minutes? an hour? what is he doing? Sans's panic at being taken had now begun to morph into annoyance. For some time, the shifter had been dashing around almost aimlessly. At one point he had stopped to speak to another, giving a small device to them. Sans didn't know how long ago that had been, and now the shifter was slowing, spinning on the spot. is he lost, or something? Then he fidgeted. Quickly, he began to step away, the hand still holding Sans trapped now tightening slightly. 'Hey, aren't you Xander Ioian?' The new voice was deep, rough, and sounded annoyed. The shifter froze. 'Sorry sir, you must have me

Jason had gone through the week with no problems. He had sulked for a bit, especially when Comrade made him take his medicine. But, in the end, it was what was best for him. Sans had found he actually enjoyed having the shifter stay in the house. He was a lot funnier than he originally thought. One of the things he fondly remembered happened half way through the week, when Jason had been bored. He had gone into the kitchen, staring down at the ever accumulating pile of dishes. For a long time he just stared at it. Sans began to watch with mounting anticipation. what is he up to? 'Okay!' He said, holding a fist in the air, 'I can DO THIS!' P

The hallways were dark and cramped, the air muggy. Somewhere in the distance was the soft percussion of droplets striking water, and every now and then, there would be a muffled scream. The lone figure gliding through the tunnel gave no notice to the cries, though, and continued passed the doors to get to his destination. Every step sent an echoed thud through the stone hall. Walking into one of the rooms, he stopped by the door, watching his two superiors. The one in red was making aggressive sweeping motions at the screens in front of him, yelling at his partner. His partner, wearing a blue suit, was silent, but his form was stiff from irr

Over the weeks Sans did his best to interact with the two shifters. Comrade was harmless and did what he could to make life for the two monsters better. Maybe he felt bad about leaving the two alone at the house when he'd leave every day. He often returned to the house with toys and games for the two to play with. Papyrus loved the puzzles he'd bring. Jason was also very accommodating. While he was often locked away in his room, whenever he was on the first floor, he'd talk to the two skeletons, no matter what he was doing. He'd also give them sweet treats behind his brothers back. Comrade had a strange fascination with healthy foods, but Jas

The days following the purchase were quiet. Almost too quiet after all of Jason's work the week before. He often stayed in his room, trying to research for his new assignment. Otherwise, he'd be in the lounge room, napping on the couch, playing an x-box game or watching the two monsters and their odd antics. Cardinal seemed to have really taken a liking to Comrade. He'd often be seen following the boy around, and Comrade loved the attention. Jason was glad that the boy had gained such a strong bond in such a short time. Blue Jay was a different story. He'd often stay at the walls or corners, where he could watch the whole room. He'd never

Sans could hear muffled laughter through his sleep dazed state. He groaned, trying to ignore it so he could continue his nap. He curled tighter into himself, trying to get comfy. That just caused more laughter. He opened a single eye socket, and froze. Jason was looking down at him, smirking. 'Nice of you to join us, Blue Jay.' He snickered, hand quickly rubbing at Sans's head before he could move away. Comrade was at the table, slouching in the chair and staring down at something with contempt. Papyrus was sitting close by, watching curiously as he tapped a pen against the wood. 'Whatcha up to?' Jason asked, quickly scooping Sans into a

Sans grew more and more uneasy as the shifters finally parked their car. Wherever they had stopped had a lot of activity. There were many voices, some soft, but most were loud. There was a huge commotion to the side, where there were screams and battle cries, before a barrage of bangs from weapons. There was a huge whoosh and a cry of victory. 'Looks like the seniors are having fun,' Comrade muttered nervously, his hold on the box tightening, 'Are… are they okay?' 'Dude, it's just paintball. They'll be fine.' Was the response he got from his brother as he collected the items from the back of the car. As they walked on, Sans was able

Once the two shifters had bought the necessary supplies, they had gone to a car and driven off. Neither of them spoke, and the silence was starting to worry Sans as he stared around the small box he shared with his brother, who he still hadn't let go of. Papyrus, after his initial scare, returned the tight embrace eagerly. 'So, Jay,' Comrade began, clearing his throat as he turned to the driver, 'You spent a lot of money today.' 'Yep.' 'Using Ashley's card, I assume?' 'Yep.' 'She's probably going to kill you for that.' 'Probably.' 'And… you don't care.' 'Not at all, my dear Watson!' That made the younger boy laugh. 'You are abs

Walking into the pet store, Jason - or Jay, to those really close to him - knew that they were going to be getting someone out of that stupid place. Not that it was rundown or anything, just that it was dark. Definitely not enough lights, he thought. Comrade threw back his hood, excitedly staring around at the animals in the room. He had been giddy since the moment Jason had told him he was going to buy him a pet. 'Check it out, Jay!' He squealed, head swiveling to each display case, 'There are so many!' Jason laughed at this, ruffling his little brothers hair, who ducked away to escape it but was still smiling. Then he frowned. 'Are you s