(~Your POV~)

"Here. Be careful, it's hot." I carefully hand the last cup of hot chocolate to Killer. He hides from me, pulling his hood over his head right before he starts to blush. I definitely noticed and it got awkward for me too.

I turn to Dust and Horror. They're too focused on watching the movie and sipping their drinks to notice anything.

I nervously take a seat next to Killer and whisper to him, "Hey, I'm sorry. I should've known-" He cuts me off, intertwining his fingers with mine. Killer gently holds my hand.

(~Killer's POV~)

Y/N's face turns bright red and she looks down at her lap. With my other hand, I lift my mug to my mouth, blow on the beverage a few times, and take a sip. Of course, it's very warm and VERY delicious.

'We can talk about things later.'

(~Your POV + Time Skip After The Movie~)

"Well, it was eventful but we have to go or we won't hear the end of it from Error." Horror stands up, smiling. Dust sighs, "He's got a point." Before I can even ask, Killer says, "Yes Y/N, it's another Sans friend." I immediately shut my mouth.

'Good to know. Another one that will, most likely, attempt to kill me for the first impressions.'

Horror chuckles, "It won't be long before you meet him." Killer mutters, nervously grabbing at his sleeves, "I'm sure he wouldn't notice if you two stayed overnight." Horror and Dust look very surprised, as am I.

'Aw, he doesn't want them to leave yet?'

I kind of agree with him, it's too soon for them to leave. There's so much I want to learn about these two, and Killer too. He seems more relaxed when they're around.

Horror looks to Dust, then back at Killer with a smirk. He teases, "Dude, I barely recognize ya with emotions. You've never let us stay for a sleepover. What has Y/N turned you into?"

'You make it sound like it's a bad thing.'

Killer chickens out, "Never mind, it was dumb." "I was joking, buddy! Of course I wouldn't mind staying. Error will have to wait." Horror continues, clearing his throat with a wide smile, "Unless, you and the human had something planned for tonight."

My heart speeds up even though I have no clue which of the things he could be talking about. Innocent friend activities, or the not-so-innocent activities.

'I'm going to kill him.'

Dust scoffs at Horror, rolling his eyes. He harshly elbows Horror's arm, "Idiot, you want to get kicked out already?" I turn away from the group, trying to settle my nerves.

Horror and Dust fuss at each other for a bit before Dust overpowers him and takes Horror's axe.

"HEY! GIVE HER BACK!"
"Apologize."
"You're overreacting over a joke!"
"You're acting like a child. Shut up and apologize to the human."

I'm still facing away from them. Killer has kept silent this entire time. Dust is acting like a mom, coming to that realization almost made me laugh.

'This is going to be a long night.'

(~Time Skip A Few Minutes~)

Eventually, Horror did apologize to me. I'm not sure how much he meant it because of the glare he was giving Dust. I'll accept the apology anyway. As everyone expected, Horror was just relieved to get his weapon back.

Dust looks over to Killer, "You had some activities planned or we're only chillin'?" Killer has a blank expression, we all take that as a "no." I speak up, "Well, I haven't been to a sleepover in a long time but I'm sure we'll figure something out. Um, chill until then?"

Everyone agrees. Horror sits back on the couch, conversing with Killer. Killer doesn't say much. Personally, I think he's more of a listener. He barely talks about himself that much or pretty much anything else for that matter. Horror seems completely comfortable with this, continuing the conversation with topics of what him and his brother have been up to.

Dust grabs my attention yet again, sitting on the stairs while talking and laughing to an invisible thing. After watching him for so long, it startled me when Killer tapped on my shoulder, "Y/N, it's rude to stare."

I awkwardly chuckle, rubbing my arms, "Sorry, but I can't help but feel sorry for him." Horror glances at Dust, "Heh, sorry for him? What for? He's happier when he's got his brother with him."

'Brother... So another Papyrus?'

Now I understand what that scarf around his neck is. It's a duplicate of the one upstairs. It must belong to Dust's Papyrus.

'But Horror said he's here???'

Killer looks slightly uncomfortable, turning to the side so he can stare at the kitchen. I turn back to Horror, "What do you mean?" "Right.. Ya probably can't see him. He's right there." Horror quietly points to the area next to Dust. It's only air.

'I'm so lost.'

Horror senses my confusion and laughs a bit, "Don't worry about it. That means you're not insane like us. The only two ways to see him are going insane or becoming his friend. Phantom only shows himself to who he wants to see him."

(Writer~San: I know that ain't canon but  I think it would be cool. I wanna add it. ;w; Horror pretty much explained it so there ya go.)

'Phantom? A nickname. Okay, that makes sense. He's a ghost?'

......

'Omg! That Papyrus is dead too?! Can't any of them live?!'

"What happened to him?" I ask slowly. Killer answers, "Y/N, I don't think you need to know all of that stuff. It's obvious that all of our stories are a bit... brutal.." Horror sighs, looking at the floor, "Yeah, I'll agree with him on this one."

I smirk, looking at them, "Ya supposed to be villains or something?" I fully intended it as a joke. It knocked me speechless when both skeletons nodded. They both said in unison, "Yeah, exactly."

'WHAAAAAAAAT?!'

That explains their behavior BUT SERIOUSLY?! I was not expecting that at all, which makes me feel dumber now that I think about it. Horror laughs at my dumbfounded expression, "What? You thought we were mascots for a Halloween shop or something?"

I laugh, "No! You probably could be one though! I'm impressed with that flesh-eating act of yours." "Never ate a human and never will." Horror mumbles, a little upset.

Killer says with a grin, "Instead, he starves himself to the bone." Horror snorts, smiling again, "That's what I got you for. There's plenty of food here. A skeleton like me could always use a few more spare ribs."

All three of us laugh together. Dust overheard the conversation and laughed a bit too, "Ya need to slow down with the puns or my bro is gonna have a T-bone to pick with the both of you."

This caused laughter to erupt through the entire house. Dust managed to stop himself first, smiling to the side of him, "Aw come on bro, it was just one. Calm down."

Horror relaxes in his seat, sighing, "Aw man... All of this talk about meat takes me back. I would eat one of Grillby's burgers any day if he hadn't changed the recipe to.. Y'know... include human organs.." The thought suddenly made me sick to my stomach.

'Note to self, do NOT go to Horror's world under any circumstances.'

"Raided my Grillby's a while back, got his stuff in the freezer." Killer states, leaning back on the couch. Horror's eyes go wide, "Wait- YOU HAVE SOME?!" "Duh, I'm not letting them go to waste. You can have one but you have to cook it yourself."

Just like that and Horror was gone, back in the kitchen for the 15th time today. I'm impressed from how much food he's managed to eat. I quietly ask Killer, "He really is starving himself back home, isn't he?" Killer responds, a small nod with a saddened look in his eyes.

All of them have these problems and I can't do anything about it. I feel so helpless. I'm working with Killer to help him, but what about the other two?

I can't just force Horror's universe to stop eating things like that. And ever since I met Dust this morning, one thing is clear. He doesn't trust humans. It's possible that this "Phantom", his brother, doesn't trust or like me either. Not sure why but I have I feeling it's a similar reason with Killer's.

Horror's already opened up to me but Dust is a bit more reserved. I might sound crazy but I want to be friends with them both. For that to happen, I need to work on getting Dust to trust me before they leave tomorrow.

I smile at Killer, "You wanna play another game?" All he had to hear was the word "game" and he's already smiling, "I'm in!"

Facing Dust, I yell, "Hey! Can I play a game with your brother? It's kinda like a puzzle but only for one person." Dust's eye sockets widen a bit. He nervously looks over, "What do ya think, Pap?"

There's a moment of silence before Dust smirks and looks to me, "Ya got his attention. My bro loves puzzles."

'Yes! I knew it!'

I got that clue from the books I saw upstairs earlier. I clap happily, "Great! I need you to be my translator!" Dust arches an eyebrow, chuckling, "Okay then. What's the game?"

Killer whines, "Will I get a turn?" I giggle and give him a pet of the head, "You get to do next round with me, I promise." That helped him calm down a bit. He patiently lays himself across the couch and waits for his turn.

Dust walks closer, sitting on the floor. I take a seat a few feet in front of him, "First, he needs to pick a word. He can tell it to you if he wants, but don't tell me, okay?" Dust nods and looks up, it seems like Phantom is above him now rather than by his shoulder.

After a second, Dust cracks up, "Come on bro! That's too obvious." I interfere, saying, "No, no, it's perfect! I probably won't be able to guess it anyway!" Dust rolls his eyes, smiling, "Alright then. What's next?"

"The game we're playing is called '20 Questions.' I have to guess the word, but only by asking you yes or no questions. If I ask 20 of them without guessing the word correctly, Papyrus wins. If I manage to put all the puzzle pieces together and guess correctly before then, I win."

I cross my legs and get a bit more comfortable. Dust comments, "Sounds easy." "Not for me, I'm pretty sure he could say a number of monster-related things and I'd have no idea what it could be." I say, getting nervous. Dust assures me, "I'm sure this is a human thing too."

Suddenly, I heard a random voice scream, "BROTHER! DON'T GIVE HER ANY CLUES!" I got a little panicked, flinching and looking around. Nothing.

'What the heck..?'

"I won't. Let's start the game, Y/N." I snap myself back into focus, "Um.. Right.. Killer, could you keep track of how many questions I ask. Please?" He gives me a thumbs up, "Yeah, don't worry about it, sweetheart. I got it." I blush at the nickname and look away, "Anyway, let's do this."

I glance at Dust, asking the first question, "Is it a thing?"
He smirks, "Yep."

"Can it move on it's own?"
"Uh, no. I would be surprised if it did." Dust chuckles.

'So it can't be an animal. Maybe.'

"Is it edible?"
"Yes."

"So it's a food item?"
"Yeah."

"Can you have it for breakfast?"
"Yes."

"Is it pancakes?"
"Heh, Nope."

"What about bacon?"
"Try again."

"Muffins?"
"No." Dust is smiling mischievously, making me suspicious of him already.

"Were you lying about this being a breakfast item?"
Dust laughs, "No, and you didn't clarify that it had to be a breakfast item. You just asked if I could have it for breakfast."

'Wow, this guy's clever.'

I tease, "Wow, you're a smart one, aren't you?"
He smiles, "Yeah, next question."

'HECK- I DIDN'T MEAN THAT AS A QUESTION!'

Killer's laughing on the couch, "Dust's a master at tricks and strategy, Y/N. I suggest ya start being more careful about what you say. 10 more questions left."

'CRAp! I'm back to square one with half the amount of questions!'

I tried to get myself back on track but now I doubted any of the answers that Dust was giving me. Should it even be considered as cheating? He is answering the questions truthfully, but in ways that make me overthink it.

Only a few moments later and Killer interrupts, "You're out." I groan, running my hands through my hair, "I knew that was going to be harder than I thought." Dust looks up, smiling, "Bro, ya won."

'Wow, what a turn of events.'

I lay on the floor with an arm stretched over my eyes, "Good job. It's only Round 1 and I already feel pathetic."

"HUMAN! THE ANSWER WAS SPAGHETTI." That voice again. Confused and scared at the same time, I take my arm off of my face. A transparent skull hovers above me, staring me in the face with red eyes.

'GEEZ-'

I flinch, getting a death grip on the carpet floor. He has a red scarf below his chin, as well as two red gloves. He closes his eyes and smiles at me, "IT WAS PRETTY OBVIOUS. IT'S ONE OF THE GREAT PAPYRUS' BEST DISHES OF ALL TIME."

'Oh my freaking god. I've officially gone mad.'

Killer smiles and teases, "Whatcha see, N/N? Looks like you've seen a ghost." The ghost skull cringes at the joke and growls at Killer, "YOU, STOP IT." Dust laughs, "Y/N, this is my younger brother, Papyrus. If ya want, ya can just call him Phantom. Judging by that expression, you can probably see him. Means that he trusts ya, so welcome to the insane people club."

"SHE'S PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF FIGURING THAT OUT HERSELF, SANS. SHE'S ONE OF US NOW AND I THINK SHE'LL FIT IN WITH THE OTHERS TOO! I BELIEVE IN HER." Dust smiles at him, all the tension leaving his body, "I know, Pap."

I'm speechless, watching Phantom float through the air and right back to Dust. His little gloves grab onto his brother's shoulders, "SERIOUSLY, BROTHER. YOU'RE SO LAZY. IF WE WANT TO GET STRONGER, YOU NEED TO GET UP OFF YOUR LAZY BONES AND FIND SOME MORE LV." "Not right now, okay? I need some rest and besides, we're having a slumber party right now. We'll have to wait until we get back home."

I sit up, amazed. I quickly turn to Killer and he smiles, amused by my reaction. I look back at Dust and his ghost brother.

'So that's Phantom.'

Writer~Sans 2400+ words, another long chapter for y'all! Longer than the last one! (TwT) I seriously need some sleep. Next chapter will hopefully come out in the next day or two. Get ready because we apparently having a slumber party with the villain boys. XD