(~Honey's POV~)

Y/N and I wake up to the most high pitched and bone chilling scream. How did I know Y/N was up and I didn't just hear it in my head? She sits up abruptly and grabs at her chest. Her soul is reacting to it, her eyes glowing bright (s/c) in the dark as a result. "I-It's Roman." She tells me quickly.

Even before birth, a mother's soul will develop a deep bond with the soul of her kid. If that bond grows stronger as the child grows, the mother can sense when they're in deep distress or even when they're hurt. Same goes for the kid's soul being able to sense the danger to their mother's soul. It's a part of family soul bonding and it's not just limited to mothers and kids. Any family member can do it if their bond is strong enough. I have a similar soul bond with my brother's soul.

'I can get there faster-'

I teleport over to Sans' room. The scream definitely woke all of us up because Blue and Serif are now hovering over a panicked Roman. His breathing is taken in rigid gasping while his eye sockets are dark. His entire body is tense. "Roman! Roman! It's okay! We're right here!" Blue pulls Roman into his embrace and sits him upright. The kid isn't responding. He's not conscious yet. He continues to panic and even begins to struggle with my bro to push away Blue's arms.

"Brother, you have to wake up!" Serif shouts. Almost immediately afterwards, Roman woke up. White pinpricks for his pupils flicker into existence. I was a little spooked by it at first. I never realized how much his bright orange eyes had made him stand out normally. Now lacking any of their natural shape or color, his gaze looks empty. For us skeletons, our eyes actually say a lot about our soul's current status since they're directly linked to our magic.

I walk to the side of my bro's bed and sit down. "Ya alright, Kid?" I ask my youngest. Roman is still breathing heavily as he briefly glances to me. He heard me but gives me no answer. Roman instead looks up at the ceiling almost as if he were in a daze. His soul must've gotten a real scare for him to be this out of it. Blue looks a little shaken up by this as well. He states to me, "I don't know what happened. He was sleeping completely fine and then-" "It was a good ol' nightmare. He just needs to calm down for a bit. You can rest, Bro. You've already done so much with taking the twins every night. Y/N and I can handle it this time."

Sans gives me hesitant eyes for a while. I can imagine how much he had to help Y/N while I was gone. It's only natural that he'd want to help.

'I'm not trying to replace him. I could never with how much the kids look up to him.'

Sans looks down to Serif. Serif is growing more anxious by the second. He keeps grabbing at his forearms. "I suppose you're right. I know you two will take good care of them." Sans says softly. I let out a short sigh and pat my bro on his skull, "Thanks, Bro. You're the coolest." I stand back up and extend my arms out to Roman, "What do ya say, Roman? Let's go visit with Mama for a bit." Roman's trembling arms stretch out towards me and grab onto my sleeves, giving me the 'okay' to lift him up. I pick him up and let him rest on one side of me against my hip. I keep an arm wrapped around him for good measure.

With my other hand, I offer it to Serif, "C'mon Buddy, you too." Serif crawls to the edge of the bed and takes my hand once he's in reach. I say one brief goodbye to my brother, "Goodnight, Sans." "Goodnight. See you in the morning." He looks to me with a small smile but I already see he's anxiously pulling at his bandana. Taking a deep breath, I lead the children back to my room.

"Mama!" Serif lets go of my hand and runs forward immediately. He made in to the bed in two seconds flat before hugging onto Y/N. She giggles and strokes his skull, "Hello, Sweetheart~" She coaxes him to side on her right side while I take my place next to him. I never thought in my life that I'd be sharing my bed with my soulmate and a kid between us. Yet, here we are. It's quite cozy honestly. I shift Roman into my lap as I sit down.

Y/N sees his state, especially his eyes. I saw intense worry in her emotion, only briefly though. I know how Y/N is. She never wants to anyone to see that she's hurting on the inside. "Nightmare shook him up." I say briefly.

(Writer~San: *finishes some writing, turns around* Annnd I think that's it- OH MY GOD-

Nightmare: *has his tentacles around Roman, shaking him aggressively* SHAKEN BABY SYNDROME!

Roman: *high pitched screaming*

Writer~San: NIGHTMARE NO! *runs*)

She gives me a small nod to acknowledge that she heard me. Beautiful soon greeted him with her soft motherly tone, "Hey, my Pumpkin~"

'Hopefully Y/N can spark some emotion from him.'

Roman hears Y/N's voice and gazes straight at her. A fragile and cracked voice comes from him, "MamA.." Tears quickly form and spill over from his eye sockets. I feel my heart ache for my son.

'What did he even see?'

Y/N asks for my permission, "Honey, m-may I-I?" I nod in agreement and quickly make the switch of putting Roman in her lap. "Roman, it's a-a-alright. You're okay." She comforts him. Roman's sobs are soft and his breathing shaky. Just for good measure, I wrap an arm around Serif. He flinches at first but soon clings onto my side. Serif tends to get super anxious especially when it comes to the well-being of his family. I don't blame him because I was always the same way with Sans.

"I cAn'T protect you. I'm fAiLiNg. I'm SoRRy, MaMa. I'm So SORRy." Roman sobs out. Y/N cups her hands over both of his cheeks. "Shhh... R-Roman.. Babybones.. I-I'm safe, there's n-nothing y-you have to p-p-protect me from. E-Even i-if you did, y-y-you w-wouldn't be alone. You have D-Dad, Uncle Sans, and Serif t-to h-h-help you, right?" Roman's trembling like a hurt puppy at this point. Y/N uses her thumbs to wipe away his tears. Though, it wasn't long until more replaced them. I shrug with a smile, "She's right. In fact, you can leave all that hard stuff to me. It's my job to protect the three of you from now on."

With a lot of assurance from Y/N, Roman's breathing gradually started to slow down. The shaking did linger but I don't think either one of them seem to mind. The room went silent for a while. Y/N then gives our son a smile while encouraging him in a soft whisper, "You d-don't h-have to be a-afraid, Pumpkin. Please, let M-Mama see t-t-those b-beautiful brave eyes of yours." Roman looks to her in a brief silence. More tears form at the edge of his eye sockets as his pupils expand to their usual bright orange rings. Y/N presses her forehead on his, no doubt filled with relief. "There they are~ You h-have to s-stay brave, Roman." "I'm trying, Mama." Roman says with teary eyes.

"I know how that feels." I mumble. I had intended to say that in my head but it ended up coming out of my mouth. "What does he mean, Mama?" She gives him a pet to his skull and a shortened version of the actual answer, "Dad h-h-had to stay b-brave for a v-v-very long time even when he was s-sick. Something like that is very hard to do."

"Now, l-let's give sleep another t-try. It'll be okay. I-I-I'll be r-right here when you w-wake up." She pulls Roman into her embrace and lays his skull on her shoulder. Roman hugs onto Beautiful without having to put in that much effort. Y/N continues to pet his skull. As she does so, she now begins to softly hum a melody to him. She did this for a few minutes until Roman drifted back to sleep. The only downside is not she can't lay down without having to move him. Serif fell asleep in between us, snuggled into my side. Seeing them all right beside me, and knowing that we could have plenty more moments just like this, I feel fulfilled with my life. "Is there room in your lap for one more?" I ask jokingly. Y/N rolls her eyes with a slight laugh, "W-Why do I h-have the f-f-feeling that you're t-talking about yourself and not Serif?" "Okay- so do you have room in your lap for two more?" "Pap, no. You'll crush them b-b-both." I groan in over exaggerated dissatisfaction. This causes Y/N to laugh more as she shifts a sleeping Serif into her lap as well.

"They're still so small." I comment. Just to prove it, I cup one of Serif's hands into mine for comparison. "Sure, it's mostly covered by the glove but it's still half the size of my hand." Y/N looks over and smirks, "You're right. T-They still h-h-have some growing to do."

'I still missed so much.'

"Hey, y-you still w-want to know S-Serif's s-secret?" Y/N says with a soft chuckle. I turn to her immediately with my voice raised. "YeS-" I immediately cut myself off as Y/N flinches. I said that a little too eager. We stay quiet for a moment just to make sure I didn't wake the twins. Y/N leans over slightly and lays her head on my arm. I feel my cheeks warm up with blush. Her hand traces along the back of mine before she reaches to my palm, specifically where Serif's hand is.

"I s-said he t-t-took after your s-side of the family. This is m-m-mostly b-because of his magic, but t-the thing that gives you a r-r-really big c-clue.." She gently grabs the fabric of his glove and takes great care in slipping it off. An entire circle of bone is missing from his palm. Y/N finishes her sentence as she nuzzles my sleeve, "Are his hands.." I find myself breathless and in shock as I look at this newly revealed fact.

"He... He took after.." Tears form in my eye sockets. I can't even finish my own sentence. It shouldn't be possible. I thought all trace of my dad was destroyed and yet here it was. I didn't think such a detail could turn out to be genetic. It's such a bittersweet feeling.

'Part of my dad remains in the family, but it hurts to know that Dad isn't here to see it. Wow, now I know how much of this Y/N felt with the twins and I.'

Y/N lifts her head and presses a kiss on my cheek. "He did. Y-You'd be s-s-surprised what secret B-Blue keeps u-under his gloves too."

'What is that supposed to mean?'

"I actually wouldn't be surprised if it was something like the packets of taco sauce he can get at Taco Bell." I say jokingly. Y/N laughs and shakes her head. In all seriousness, I've seen my brother's hands. He doesn't have that trait. Then again, a lot has changed with Y/N over time. So, the same could have and most likely has already happened with Sans.