~Ink POV~

I never meant for them to meet each other. In fact, I completely forgot he existed. Rurik...my oldest son. Only by a few days in fact.

I never meant to leave him in UnderFell. I had to get rid of him. If he stayed with me and Dream, he wouldn't survive the war between me and Error. He would be seen as a target. 

Why did I keep Palette? Dream begged me. He could barely watch Rurik be left in the snow of UnderFell, and as I was about to close the portal for Palette he rushed past me and grabbed the young child out of the snow. 

So we kept Palette, and left him within the void with Goth. Apparently, Geno and Reaper were thinking the same thing as Dream and I, and left a child in UnderFell. 

These coincidences...seem a little too good to be true.

I confronted Error about this, but he seemed to know nothing about them. Rurik or Fell G, the abandoned child of Geno and Reaper. He said that he never really touched UnderFell since it was like his own personal kitchen and closet. 

He... stole a lot of things from Fell and his AU. 

~Fell! G POV~

I was sitting on my couch, strolling through my phone. I was on Palettes MonstaGram account, being careful not to like his old photos. 

What?! I was not stalking his social media! I definitely did NOT check his SnapAU and his MonsterBook and his...

Okay, maybe I did. Maybe I do have a problem. 

I just had to know EVERYTHING!! I mean, it's not like I know where he lives!

Ooh, I should find that out. 

~Rurik POV~

I hate this. 

Fell G and I share a house, since our parents didn't have enough money to afford a house for each of us. 

Obviously, they weren't prepared to have to pay for two children. 

I used to think living with Fell G was awesome. Getting to see him in the morning, afternoon, evening, then falling asleep under the same roof. So what if I walked in on him while he was showering...a couple...ten times...

But now?! He's obsessed with some happy, bright and drug-filled freak. I don't understand. He's so happy, positive...he's nothing like me.

Is that why...

"Hey, dumba*s, why are you standing in the door? You're letting all the cold air in." Fell G told me. 

I just noticed how I was standing in the door, holding groceries. It was my turn to buy. I guess I was staring at Fell G, lost in my thoughts. 

I sighed out loud. Why did it never go my way?

I shut the door brutally  and roughly opened the fridge, shoving the food in harshly. 

"Hey! Be careful with that crap, I don't want anything spilled!" Fell G cried, not turning from his phone. 

I grumbled. What was the point in being nice to him? It would never benefit me. He would never like me. 

"So what if it gets spilled? Clean it up yourself." I snarled, storming up into my room, then slamming my door. 

I sat on my bed. 

And then it started falling. I never cry, never have. Until now. 

The tears rolled down my cheeks, and I brought my knees to my chest. Quit it, Rurik! What the hell's going on!

I leaned back and spread out across my bed. I need to go to sleep. I'm just tired...for sure...

~Fell! G POV~

I was just looking through my phone, moving on from Palette and looking at some new videos on YouTube. (SUBSCRIBE TO PEWDIEPIE-)

And then, who else but big ol' Rurik opens the door. I ignored him, seeing that he had bags full of food in his hands. Wouldn't want to ruin that, now would I?

But... he didn't move. I could feel his gaze on me. That pervert...

I didn't say anything at first. It's really weird, but it felt...nice. It felt nice and calm, knowing that he would watch over me and-

What am I thinking?! No way do I like Rurik, Palette is WAY cuter!

"Hey, dumba*s, why are you standing in the door? You're letting all the cold air in." I told him, turning away. I refused to let him see me blush. 

I opened Palette's MonstaGram Page and scrolled through his photos.

Palette with Goth, Palette with his drink, Palette at his pool-

WAIT. 

IS THAT...

PALETTE ROLLER SHIRTLESS?!?!?!

Damn...

Then I heard a bang and a shove. Ugh, it must be Rurik being clumsy again. 

"Hey! Be careful with that crap, I don't want anything spilled!" I cried, still looking at Palette's picture. Could I save this? 

In a way...it felt wrong. I assumed it was because it was wrong to be stalking someone's account but...

It didn't really feel like that was it. 

I heard Rurik grumble. What was it now?

"So what if it gets spilled? Clean it up yourself." He scoffed, then stormed up to his room and slammed the door. 

What happened? Someone jostle him at the store? Maybe he's just in a bad mood, he gets in those sometimes. I should probably leave him alone. 

Heh...it's funny how I know him like this. We have been friends for a while...

But even though as long as we have known each other, he has been a little grumpy these past few days. And I can't put my finger on it. 

Why is he acting like this?

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