It was harder than it looked.

Cross had gleefully left his old home burning, before he ditched Xtale, for good, but how was he supposed to have known that most Sanses left their AUs when they were Adults?! And that while there was a kid Sans rubbing around, he was too small, and too young, to pull off being a  Timekid?! That AU had no copies, and since he couldn't pull off being a Timekid, he couldn't pretend to be a copy of Timekid that had barely escaped the self destruction of his AU!

He couldn't even pretend to be a Swap version of Timekid! Fresh had said that there had been a Swap version of Timekid's AU, but that had crashed, and burned, during the younger days of their Multiverse, a long, long time ago...

The Multiversal Reset could only take them back so far, and it was too late for Cross to pass himself off as the Sans of an AU that was long gone.

And to his suprise, there was no Babybones anywhere... Winged, eternal, no wings or abilities... They just didn't exist yet... Which would explain why a lot of Sanses where chasing him...

He didn't know if they remembered, but the memories of children would explain why they were so freaked out about seeing a young Skeleton that wasn't any of their future Babybones...

To them, he could be a Babybones that showed up early, a Babybones that died during the last run, due to not having proper care, or a home, or he could be a Sans that had gotten out long before he should have...

Wow... Where was this level of care during his time in the last run? They were hypocrites, saying that they cared about everyone, and that they would help others that needed help, but where was this care when he needed it the most?

His first thought was to blame Ink, and the way that he had influenced everyone else... His next thought was to blame Nightmare for intentionally leaving his gang in the dark, to figure things out for themselves, and his third thought was to blame the homicidal child that used to live in his head, and share a body with him...

"I got them!" A random Sans cried, as they suddenly picked Cross up, and Cross snarled, immediately biting a hand, leaving teeth marks behind, as the Sans let go of him, screaming. "The little fucker just bit me!"

"That's totally unradical brah." A rather familiar Sans grinned, as he suddenly leaned against the one that had sworn. "You don't use language like that around my little bro here."

"Fresh!" Cross cheered as the colorful Sans picked him up.

"Hold tight lil'bro, I'll take you somewhere safe." Fresh grinned, before he poofed, taking the little Babybones with him, leaving a rainbow cloud behind.