Your paws burned against the rough ground of Hotland, your [Fur/C] ears pinned back as you ran far, far way from the lab. With you were two young skeletons. You had every intention of keeping them far from their creator, and even raising them if you had to. First, you had to get away and hide among the common population. You weren't created in the lab like S-1 and P-2. You had a name. It was [Y/N]. You were pretty sure your mother gave it to you before your parents melted in one of the doctor's experiments. It was just you now. You and them. You halted as the skeletons started to fall behind. They were tired, injured, not in good condition. You were 5 foot exactly, and not getting any taller. You picked S-1 up and had him hand around your fluffy neck. Then you picked up P-2 and darted off before the doctor could catch up.

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You panted. All this weight, even if you were all underweight, couldn't be good. "I... I can't..... I can't carry you...... anymore..." S-1 let go, dropping with a quiet thud onto the blue grass. He then walked around and took P-2 from your arms. "thanks... where are we..?" S-1 asked. "If... if memory..... serves correctly..... this place is called.... Waterfall." They looked around. "NYEH!"
"P-2 approves." S-1 said grinning. They needed real names. You took a small break the gestured for them to follow. "This way boys. We need to blend in, and I know just the place." You led them downhill, to the dump. You used to find all sorts of neat things here. "Here. Find something to wear." Your ears flicked forward, listening for any signs of trouble as you all searched and changed. S-1 was in baggy basketball shorts, a baggy t-shirt, and a baggy blue jacket. He'd grow into them. P-2 was swaddled in a thick red scarf. It'd do for now. "S, put these on." You tossed him pink slippers. He did as you told him. You threw on a [F/C] t-shirt, it's logo long since faded, with a dark, faded duster coat, [F/C] shorts, and a black fedora to hide your face and ears. "Keep your hood up. We can't get caught now. Hands in your pockets." You put on a pair of [S/F/C] gloves and took P-2. "Let's go."

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As you walked along you handed S-1 a book. "what..?"
"They're fonts. I found them looking for clothes. Name yourself and P."
"after.. a font?" You nodded, lowering your head as you walked past some monsters. "So is the skeleton way, if that doctor is anything to go by." S-1 shivered. "Don't worry." You placed a gloved paw on his hooded skull. "I'll protect you, S, and I'll protect P."
"who'll protect you?" Your fluffy [Fur/C] and [S/Fur/C] tail swayed beneath your duster. "I'm an adult, I don't need protecting. I do the protecting."
"oh.." S-1 replied.

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You made it to Snowdin, your destination. The dense forest would offer shelter until you could scrape up some money for a house. You found a particularly nice area of the wood, dense and sheltered. It'd keep predators and snow away. "Start searching for names now. I'll be back with food. I'm sure you boys are hungry." S-1 nodded as you gave him his brother. Then you slipped off to raid that bar and grill. "What was it called again..?" You gasped and hid as two monsters stumbled by, hollering drunkenly. Your weary [E/C] eyes trailed after them. They called it Grillby's. Wasn't Grillby the boy of the owner? You huffed and slipped around back. He was most likely grown too. It's been years, after all. You sniffed around, grabbing anything edible from the trash cans. Mostly just half eaten burgers and fries. Some full ketchup packets too. What a waste. After getting as much as you could in your inventory, you slipped off, unnoticed to the public.

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They.. weren't to keen on what you'd brought. "S, P, we can't afford to be picky now. I know it's already eaten off of, but it's all we got right now. I promise things will get better, after he stops looking."
"papyrus." You tilted your head. "p-2 i named him papyrus."
"Ah. And you?" He looked down and grabbed a fry for Papyrus. "still looking."
"You'll find it." You promised as you went to make beds for the three of you.

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S-1 was making faces at Papyrus, making the babybones pout and smack the elder. "NYEH!" It was rather comical. Wait a minute.. you grabbed the book of fonts and went to the index, before turning to the Sans Serif fonts. There it was. "Comic Sans.."
"huh?"
"What do you think of Sans as a name?" You reiterated. "it's short, simple, starts with s.. i like it."
"Well." You snapped the book shut. "Sans and Papyrus it is." You went to eat yourself. They boys had eaten alot, but they were still growing. It's what you'd expected, but.. "Where's all the ketchup?" Every packet had been sucked dry. "sorry.. the ketchup was the best part of the meal.." Sans chuckled nervously. Note to self. Get more ketchup and hide yours. "I did what I could for a bed. There wasn't much, but the dip in the snow will shelter us further from the wind and the leaves will cushion us the best they can."
"thanks for everything, [Y/N].. we really appreciate it."
"Nyeh! Nyeh!" Papyrus agreed. You smiled and got the boys comfortable. "Good night, boys. Rest easy now." You curled yourself around them to keep them warm. "We are safe here.."