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You somehow made it to the airport on time.
It was an exasperating experience as they weren’t about to let you on because of Blue. You had to explain that he was providing a service to you and wasn’t a pet. Honestly he was too sentient to even be considered one but they were about to shove him in a carrier.
You had to fumble with your important paperwork to hand over. All of their adoption papers came with a certificate ID tag that let people know they were your service bittys.
About to have words with the lady that said Blue should have been collared and leashed with his service tag on display. Mumbling about how people needed to follow rules if they were going to be responsible for such animals. Kept calling Blue IT which was really burning your biscuits. You actually surprised Blue, who was doing his best to calm the situation and help you with your paperwork, for the outburst you couldn’t contain.
“I’m sorry, but this is a bitty. HE has thoughts and feelings just like you do and for you to act like he isn’t even here to hear you talk down about him is absolutely horrid!!! He can understand and comprehend everything you’ve said, form an opinion, and tell you what he thinks about it. He’s a person and this person has been given a flight voucher by my company and you will honor it!” You screamed at her and Blue was almost left speechless but then lifted up his ID.
“UM… MISS. THIS IS MY ID IF YOU WANT TO LOOK IT OVER.” Blue is smugly smiling as he holds it up for her but she quickly scoffs.
“Whatever, just make sure HE doesn’t cause problems on the flight.” She hisses back at you.
“No one has to worry about that. Blue here is a perfect gentleman and is a delight in good company. Right Blue?” You snip at the lady and Blue has to keep himself from chuckling as she checks in your luggage but as she was… a sneer popped on her face.
“Well it looks like you will be waiting awhile. Your flight was delayed.” She smirks as your heart sinks.
“I think you are messing with me.” You growl but she gestures at the main flight screen and sure enough it is delayed.
“System says it’s a brake check and that could take a while. Good luck waiting.” She chuckles and you slam your fist on the desk.
“Your customer service is atrocious! You insult my friend and now think it’s funny that I won’t get to my destination way later!?” You roar and Blue is glaring at the woman but eases you.
“MISS? PERHAPS YOU COULD SEE IF THERE IS ANOTHER FLIGHT? EVEN IF IT’S NOT A DIRECT LINE WE WOULD GLADLY CHANGE FLIGHTS. WE HAVE A MEETING TO ATTEND.” Blue puts on his best sweet baby blue face and the check desk attendant is baffled by him. He’s being the good cop in this but you know he’s mad.
Another check desk attendant came up when they heard the noise to ask if there were any problems.
“Yes, She insulted my friend and he is a service bitty but is acting like he’s a wild animal. We provided the ID as proof and now that our flight is delayed she wants to rub it in our faces. Can we please get a different flight and make a connection elsewhere to get where we need to be?” You plead with the other attendant that seems to glare at the lady you were speaking with.
“Cici really?” She growls at the rude attendant and pushes her along and attempts to help you.
“Sorry about that. She has had a problem since I brought Honey to work… Even for a lazy bones lil’ bro he gets more work done than her.” She chuckles and then leans in closer.
“I think they are about to offer him her job if she keeps this up.” She’s quickly typing away at her computer for any flights that are connecting.
“There we go. I’ve got one that will be leaving shortly out of gate 4 and I will make sure your luggage gets there. You will have to transfer one other time in Atlanta but you will at least be doing it in style.” She winks and you look at your new tickets… first class.
“Think of this as an apology for your terrible experience and hope to do business with you in the future.” You look at her in shock. Unaware that Blue has read her name tag.
“THANK YOU MISS DARLA. FOR THE BOTH OF US. I TYPICALLY HANDLE MOST OF THE SOCIAL SITUATIONS BUT SHE WOULDN’T LISTEN TO ME AND MADE Y/N UNCOMFORTABLE.” Blue bows in gratitude and Darla smiles.
“No sweat sweetie. I understand… Speaking of, I need to find Honey… I hope he hasn’t fallen asleep in the baggage pickup again.” She chuckles nervously and waves you off… and you notice her hands are scarred. You don’t stare and politely thank her and help Blue onto your shoulder.
As you try to make your way to gate 4, Blue senses what you are thinking.
“I’M SURE HONEY HELPS HER WITH A FEW THINGS AT WORK. AFTER ALL WE WERE MADE TO NOT JUST BE COMPANIONS BUT TO HELP.” He buzzes happily but there is another question on your mind and he seems to sense it as well.
“I DON’T THINK ME GOING INTO A RAGE WOULD’VE HELPED THINGS. AS A BABY BLUE I’M MADE TO THINK OF OTHER PEACEFUL OUTCOMES.” He chuckles because he could practically feel the want to slap that lady for all the things she had muttered “under her breath.”
“I can only think of the carnage if I had brought Black.” You almost zone out at the thought. He has been far more pleasant but you still have that nagging feeling it’s a ruse. Yet this is supposed to be your trust exercise. You hoped that this would make everything better and he will resolve to do better with the responsibilities he’s been given.
“OOF, YES THAT WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN A PRETTY SITUATION. AS A BABY BLUE I DO HAVE MY PRIDE AND RESOLVE TO DO MY BEST. BLACK HAS THAT PRIDE BUT HAS NO QUALMS OF TURNING IT INTO A FIGHT… ESPECIALLY SINCE SHE WAS RUDE TO YOU.” That makes you stop in your tracks with a sudden spike of anxiety.
Before you could break down again Blue is reassuring you.
“I ACTUALLY THINK HE WILL TRY. YOU SURPRISED ALL OF US WITH MAKING HIM IN CHARGE WHILE WE WERE AWAY. HE SEEMS TO BE HAPPY AT THIS CHANCE YOU’VE GIVEN HIM.” Blue points to the gate and you quickly approach and have your tickets scanned and board the plane. As you both settle in your first class seats you look over your tickets.
“We will be cutting it close. We will have to make a dash to our gate in Atlanta. With the time frame I will have to get a cab and head straight to the meeting. Thankfully my carryon has everything I need for the meeting including the drafts. I made sure to organize it while we were in the cab on the way here.” You sigh and Blue sneaks his way up to your neck to nuzzle contentedly.
“WE MADE IT. NO WORRIES.” He sneaks a kiss onto your cheek making you flush immediately.
“Y/N?” He hops down onto the seat tray to look up at you curiously. You nod your head for him to continue.
“WHAT’S THE MILE HIGH CLUB?” He asks you sincerely and you are a flustered mess. Unable to say anything useful, more around the lines of gaping like a fish.
“B-Blue… where did you hear that?” You whisper to him. Feeling how on fire your face is and seeing his confusion.
“I HEARD A MAN ASKING A LADY THAT, BACK IN THE COACH SEAT SECTION.” He smiles innocently. “ARE WE ALREADY MEMBERS SINCE WE ARE FIRST CLASS?” He continues and it makes your poor face feel blistered from the raging fiery blush encompassing it.
“Blue that’s… it’s a pickup line specifically for…” You bury your face in your hands.
“FOR?” You can hear how he’s already confused at where this is going.
“Having sex a mile high. It’s a sexual proposition, not an actual club.” You sigh and remove your face from your hands so that you can fan yourself. You didn’t like talking about things like this in public. You feel as if people are staring at you already but when you look around everyone is either settled and finds some form of entertainment or rearranging their carryon.
Blue is his namesake. Flushed that brilliant blue color that baby blues were known for.
When he doesn’t speak you found yourself curious and actually had to poke him back into reality for a moment.
“Blue? You okay?” Trying to get him to say something and he turns a deeper shade of blue.
“Y-YES… IT’S… IT’S JUST THAT IT SOUNDS VERY INTERESTING.” He turns his head to cough. Leave it to your baby blue to be excited at the possibility of a new kind of adventure.
Only this one is far more adult. You would not be able to do it. The possibility of being caught is downright mortifying.
“Blue, I’m not having sex on a plane.” You deadpan and he actually chuckles.
“INTERESTING THAT YOU THOUGHT ABOUT YOU AND I HAVING SEX IN GENERAL.” He winks at you and it’s your turn to be a stuttering mess. You are more surprised at yourself for coming to that conclusion than the smug bitty in front of you.
That smirk was almost Black worthy.
He leans in close and whispers.
“I hear it is a great stress reliever.” He purrs and you are 50 shades of red. Part of you is embarrassed and another part seems to be awakened by his boldness. You did like Blue and he and the others wanted to be your mates.
They did state they wanted a sexual relationship with you…
Something that you had often thought about in your little daydreams.
How would it even work?
Looking around to see if anyone might be listening in but you only have the two seats in your row. Blue and yourself have the tickets for those two seats and everyone else is in their own worlds as the plane starts up.
You see the lights for seat belts light up as a stewardess instructs safety procedures. You are provided with a bitty harness seat belt from a steward walking by and you make the adjustments and Blue clips himself in.
As you get settled and wait for the plane to take off he gets your attention.
“I AM A SEXUALLY INQUISITIVE MALE. I DO DESIRE SUCH THINGS Y/N. I JUST HAVE SOMEONE SPECIAL IN MIND.” His heavy lidded lusty look is absolutely sinful. What he has said and with the flight ahead… he’s planted this seed for you to think about.
Granted with the chaos lately it was hard for you to focus your attention on the relationship they had asked for.
When did Blue go from your sweet saviour to absolute casanova?
The rest of the flight you both chatted idly… It was mostly you lowkey asking him things you were curious about… by relationship means. He was more than happy to fill in any blanks you had.
There was also another problem. You were unable to communicate your change of plans to the others and it might be a while before you could let them know everything was okay.
You didn’t want them to worry.
As soon as your flight landed and you both disembarked… It was a dash to a gate on the other end of the airport. You wouldn’t get a chance to call to let them know that the time was going to change drastically.
Blue was your navigator and helped to calm your nerves every step of the way. You boarded the plane and got to your very nice first class seats. You were definitely going to have to give Darla a good review.
You can’t help but look at the bathrooms and a blush starts to bloom. Blue was very thorough at explaining but did it to where no one but you two understood the context if someone were to listen in.
He notices and you can’t help the rosie hue to darken.
“I WOULD ONLY ASK YOU IF YOU WERE COMFORTABLE IN DOING SO. BESIDES I’D RATHER US HAVE OUR FIRST TIME SOMEWHERE A LITTLE MORE ROMANTIC THAN ADRENALINE FUELED.” He shoots you a wink and you squeak.
This flight pertained to just more questions in general on how this relationship of yours was to work.
“EASY. IT WOULD BE A POLY RELATIONSHIP IN WHICH WE ARE ALL YOUR MATES AND SHARE THE ATTENTION.” Blue opens a bag of nuts a stewardess has given him and is delightedly munching away.
“You say that like it’s so simple. There are a lot of factors that are overlooked… Like insecurities and jealousy.” You have a feeling in your gut that some of them don’t want to share.
“Red, Edge, Russ, and Black want a relationship with me. I do have hopes that I’m seeing them open up and be their own unique… yet weird… sweethearts.” You say and Blue gasps.
“I WASN’T INCLUDING THEM.” Blue growls and you look at him harshly.
“I want to think they are going to use this opportunity for good.” You are stern but Blue throws you a look that is just as stern.
“YOU ARE EASILY SWAYED TO AN OPINION BECAUSE YOU ARE AFRAID OF MAKING OTHERS UNHAPPY. I STAND BY MY WORD. WE DID NOT HURT THEM LIKE THAT.” Blue’s gaze is fierce and you can almost feel how strongly he believes in this.
“I have to catch them in that lie. I don’t have any proof to say that they did hurt themselves.” You sigh and he huffs.
“BUT DO YOU BELIEVE THEM?” Blue’s hard gaze makes you shiver.
“I want to believe that they wouldn’t stoop so low. I want to trust them and you mister have not explained anything at what they were talking about.” You snip and he sighs.
“FINE. I WILL TELL YOU BUT YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND… WE WERE CONSIDERED UNADOPTABLES FOR A REASON.” Blue begins and chooses to stare forlornly ahead.
“I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO ACT LIKE THIS. I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO FORM A ROMANTIC CONNECTION. I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO POUT OR EVEN LOSE MY SUNNY AND CHARMING DISPOSITION. I AM NOT AN ORIGINAL… AND I HATE MYSELF FOR EVEN EXISTING… WELL THAT WAS UNTIL YOU CAME ALONG.” You could hear the waver in his voice. This was upsetting to hear but even more upsetting to know he is reliving it through his memories.
“I WAS BORN FROM SIMILAR MEANS AS THE MORE EDGY BITTYS. NORMALLY THAT IS NOT HOW WE ARE CONCEIVED. IT WAS A GENETIC ERROR THAT WAS IMPLEMENTED TO HELP WITH DEMAND… THEY NOTICED THAT WE WEREN’T THE SAME. TO BE BORN LIKE THAT UNLOCKS A PERSONALITY THAT IS LESS THAN IDEAL AND PROBLEMATIC. FURTHER REPLICATION OF THIS METHOD PROVIDED WITH EVEN MORE HAZARDOUS RESULTS. THEN THAT SAME ERROR CORRUPTS THE DNA WHEN CERTAIN VARIABLES ARE INTRODUCED. MAKING US…. FAR LESS APPEALING TO THE GENERAL PUBLIC. YET FOR BITTYS BORN BY WATER… WE START TO CRAVE THOSE VARIABLES. MAKING US FAR MORE DANGEROUS THAN OUR LAB BORN BRETHREN. SANS IS THE ONLY SURVIVOR OF HIS LITTER WHEN THEY DID A VARIABLE TEST. HE WAS THE ONLY ONE TO REFUSE. THE OTHERS HAD TO BE… EXTERMINATED. JUST BECAUSE HE REFUSED DIDN’T MEAN THAT HE DIDN’T WANT IT… HE JUST KNEW SOMEHOW WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF HE GAVE IN.” Blue continues as you feel your heart beginning to break.
“PAPYRUS WAS… HE SURVIVED BECAUSE HE HATCHED FIRST AND THE MEMORIES OF THE PRIOR HE WAS BORN FROM… DESTROYED HIS FELLOW EGG BRETHREN. STRETCH AND I WERE ACTUALLY PUT TOGETHER WHILE WE WERE EGGS AS A TEST. FROM THE MOMENT WE HATCHED WE HATED EACH OTHER. IT WASN’T UNTIL A LOT OF TRAINING AND TELLING US OUR SPECIAL CIRCUMSTANCES THAT WE FORGED A BROTHER BOND. BECAUSE WE KNEW WE WOULD NEVER LEAVE SO WHY FIGHT EACH OTHER? WE WERE FAR TOO ALIKE IN OUR THINKING METHODS WE WERE SCARED OF ONE ANOTHER. WE DECIDED TO HELP EACH OTHER AND WE THEN MET SANS AND PAPYRUS AND FORGED CONNECTIONS WITH THEM AS WELL… SO WHEN YOU CAME INTO THE PICTURE… WE… STRETCH AND I… WE WANTED YOU ALL TO OURSELVES. STRETCH IS RESPONSIBLE FOR LOCKING SANS AND PAP OUT IN THE RAIN… AND I? I LET HIM. I KNEW HE WAS UP TO SOMETHING BUT I LET HIM DO IT. I WANTED LESS COMPETITION FOR YOUR FAVOR.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You could only stare and openly gape at him.
“I KNOW NOW THAT WHAT I DID WAS WRONG. SO DOES STRETCH AND WE HAVE BEEN LOOKING TO ATONE WITH SANS AND PAPPY. THEY WEREN’T HAPPY BUT HAVE ACCEPTED OUR APOLOGIES AND OUR WANT TO BE BETTER… FOR YOUR SAKE AND NOT JUST OUR OWN. WE HAVE DISCOVERED A FAMILIAL BOND WITH THEM AND I CONSIDER THEM MY BROTHERS AS I DO STRETCH. I WISH FOR US ALL TO BE HAPPY AND AS YOUR HEAD BITTY I AIM TO MAKE THAT HAPPEN. NO MORE SELFISH AND JEALOUS ACTIONS. MY HEAD AND SOUL ARE IN THE RIGHT PLACE AND I WANT TO PROTECT WHAT WE HAVE. A HOME, FAMILY, LIFE, AND A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN I WOULD LIKE TO BE OUR MATE SOMEDAY.” His confession leaves you very unsettled. He and Black didn’t seem all that different anymore. To hear such a startling past it makes you weep. No wonder they were insecure about having this relationship with you. They lived in a place that allowed terrible experiments as well as put fear in them to even go so far as to destroy other lives.
Then told them that they were faulty and could never have a home.
“That’s absolutely horrid. I didn’t think those kinds of things were even allowed to be experimented with. I am shocked at what you’ve done but you confessed. You are trying to make amends and Stretch is as well. I just don’t know what to think.” You end up staring straight ahead as well. So many thoughts whirling in your mind.
“WE LOVE YOU AND OUR DISPOSITION WITH YOU HAS NEVER BEEN A LIE. IF YOU STILL WANT TO TRUST BLACK AND THE OTHERS THEN THAT IS YOUR CHOICE. IF YOU WISH TO HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WITH THEM AS WELL I WILL WORK WITH YOU ON IT BUT UNTIL THEY SHOW FURTHER PROMISE… I WOULD ADVISE AGAINST IT.” It’s the way he gazes into your eyes that you believe him. Blue is doing his best to make things right for not just himself and you even garner a level of fear at having told you their secrets. Yet it was something he believed couldn’t be held from you too much longer.
Eventually you would have found out by means of the edgier bitties should they all lose their cool again. Veritable blackmail.
Your valiant Blue, sweet Papyrus, laid back Sans, and overly chill stretch… They had suffered cruelty from a place you had thought was for care. Blue was Blue. There was nothing defective about him. He had a personality. They all did… in fact their differences were what drew you to them. You knew deep down you did love them and the only thing stopping you was yourself.
“I think… I think I’d like to be mates. I’m ready to go onto the next step with you guys.” You smile shyly down at a surprised Blue. His eyes lit into stars then quickly went to hearts.
His warm smile letting you know he definitely approved.
Even exiting the plane you were thankful that Blue was your guide. You couldn’t handle some of the information he gave you as it was still revolving in your mind. The abuse that he and so many others went through. He let you zone but was firm on where you needed to be and go. Then readied you for your meeting… reminding you that you haven’t even called home yet to let the others know not to worry.
Thanks to your anxiety Blue has to stick with you and can’t make the call himself.
The meeting was an overly positive success though. The last time you had done this you stuttered and shifted about. They only kept you because your technique, design, and math were on point and always impressed. With Blue and his very accurate knowledge from having watched you razzled and dazzled while you presented your drafts. Everyone was all smiles and good jobs at the end that the lead ball in your stomach had been relieved.
Invited to go to an after meeting chat later that evening as a bit of a celebration party for you and your coworkers… you both end up back at the hotel exhausted but in a very good mood. Blue full of kisses and nuzzles as you both congratulate each other on a job well done. Calling home finally to let your sweet boys know you were okay. Not really noticing that Black seemed distracted. Blue is definitely sweet on you after you have ended the call.
It’s not sexual but definitely in the genre of romance with his attention. Even during the after party you attended he is highly affectionate and you find that you don’t mind a bit. It’s when you both get to the hotel that you had a question as his kisses seemed a bit more rough.
A question he seemed ready for and answered before you asked.
“I WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE TO… BUT IT WOULDN’T BE FAIR OF ME TO HAVE YOUR ATTENTION WHEN THE OTHERS DON’T EVEN KNOW YOU HAVE DECIDED TO HAVE THEM AS YOUR MATES YET.” You could tell he was holding himself back and you fully understood why. Your boys can’t build a poly relationship without trust and having sex with Blue without them even knowing your decision for a relationship would cause some tension.
So the two of you decide to turn in for the night and snuggle sweetly.
Not realizing the phone you had left behind had been lighting up. Revealing a bunch of missed calls as the ring was on silent.
You awoke to Blues nuzzles. Such a relaxing night and with your sweet Blue. It was good to get away from the tension at home but at least you knew where you were going from here. It was going to be a mini vacation for you both as the first meeting took. Plans have been sold and all that was left was finalizing your drafts for the real deal.
You had another day here before coming back. All of it first class. Things were looking up as everyone at home seemed at ease. Looks like leaving Black in charge worked. Raising up you notice you hadn’t heard any of your notifications so you must have had it on silent. Blue is quick to get it for you but he pauses as he looks at it. He then rushes over to you with a very wide eyed expression.
Taking your phone you can see why he’s scared.
You have over 100 calls. 30 texts.
All from Hank.
He needed you to call him.
So you called him immediately.
“Y/N! Thank goodness! I don’t know what happened but things are bad.” Hank is worried and you immediately facetime him. He’s looking harried and worn.
“What happened? Is everyone okay?” Blue did his best to calm you but placed himself on your shoulder so he could see.
Hank begins to move to a different area.
“I didn’t realize there were things that they weren’t meant to have. You need to come home and he turns the camera and your blood runs cold. There on the kitchen counter were ossified eggs but they were dark and veiny. Pulsating like the eggs you had seen the edgier bitties come from. Sans, Papyrus, and Stretch are standing by them.
“Black and the others are encased inside. We can’t get them out.” Hank is absolutely stricken with worry.
“It’s okay Hank. We will be over as soon as possible.” Your heart broke. Black and the others have betrayed your trust for the final time. Now Hank is left in a situation you know he’s blaming himself for.
“I am so sorry! One moment Black was inviting me in for tea and while we were talking I found the others in the pantry. I’ve since locked it but the others don’t seem as interested in going in and getting those food items… Again I’m sorry.” Hank is weeping that he had let this happen to your bitties. You know he feels terrible for having this happen.
“Hank, you didn’t know. I would have told you but Black and the others seemed to be finally behaving… That was my mistake. Guys?” You ask for your boy's attention.
“Keep an eye on them and if they hatch you let me know, pronto. Blue and I are catching the next flight out of here.” You say as you quickly throw on your clothes, off camera. Blue is speechless at what he’s seeing.
He gives Stretch a look and he nods.
“Hank? Could you help me? I need to get some rubbing alcohol to clean off this mess as we react badly to water.” Hank obliges and leaves his phone behind for Papyrus and Sans to converse.
“WELL?” Blue urges.
“YOU HONESTLY THINK I HAVEN’T ALREADY TRIED?” Papyrus grumbles.
"I dunno what this is made of. We can’t even put a dent in it.” That chills Blue to his very soul… the osseous material is typically like their bones and can break with enough force… It leaves a question at just how tough the bittys inside would be?
“WE WILL BE THERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.” Blue affirms and the call ends. He is quick to help you get your things together. Gave you all his strength in helping in the flight changes to get you there safe as you are already anxious.
As exhausting as it was when they finally got into the cab home… The urgency once you’ve arrived home that he had to remind you to tip the driver and get your luggage.
Bursting through the door you find a worried Hank who is immediately coming up to you with apologies.
“Hank, It’s okay. I should’ve known better than to trust them. This isn’t your fault… they knew what they were doing was wrong and did it anyway.” You console the poor man. Knowing he was already heartbroken over mittens and now feeling as if he had hurt your beloved bittys, he is a mess.
You have Stretch comfort him and help him get ready for home. This was something you didn’t want him around for. Stretch does his best to console your sweet neighbor as he heads out the door. Stretch feels bad shutting the door knowing Hank was still upset. Hank stood outside for a little bit not knowing what to do… a streak of grey caught his eye a moment. Exasperated he sighs knowing it’s his mind playing tricks on him after the stress of the day. He leaves with his head hung low.
Stretch was immediately back after escorting Hank outside. Taking a look at the egg like shells...
There they were… Pulsating… odd that it was taking these a lot longer to hatch than when they were first born.
Blue looked highly infuriated.
“I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME IN THERE!” He growls as he clashes a fist against one of the eggs.
“Blue! I know we are angry over this but what would happen if you break it open and they aren’t ready? I don’t want you somehow killing them.” You scold and he sourly backs off.
As you and your boys gather in the kitchen. They all glomp you. All of you focused on the pulsating eggs for what seemed like hours. They can feel your anxiousness.
What will you do?
What will you say?
You know you are hurt… more than that… betrayed.
All you wanted was to give them a chance… They threw it in your face.
Faced with Jet lag and the more you sit and wait you find yourself falling in and out of sleep.
“We will take turns watching honey, Go lay down and rest.” You really didn’t want to leave it but man were you beat. Sans and Papyrus were a little more stern with Blue as they told him he also needed to rest.
They would greatly need his assistance later and well rested rather than now and exhausted. Both of you climbed into bed and just laid there with your minds running… Eventually sleep took you both and it was a very restless slumber.
Not knowing that your other boys should have probably been resting too. They decided to break in the living room with one guarding the kitchen. Papyrus and Stretch crashed on the sofa and it wasn’t long before they were out.
Sans was guarding the kitchen. His eyelights are not moving from the eggs. However their pulsating was almost hypnotic and before he knew it… he too was out cold.
As darkness descends and the only light is the moon shining in from the kitchen window…
A slight crack could be heard.
One of the eggs' outer shell was splintering as the entity inside was trying to make its way out. A fist punches through and the egg disintegrates around a very tall, spiky, and sharp being. It’s Edge. His growth spurt has left his clothes in rags. His eye sockets are still dark as he feels what has changed. His maw now filled with jutting spikes for teeth and his fingers tracing the still present scar, only it has hardened his bones… while making the scars more defined it definitely would be hard to get another one. Even with the claw-like phalanges he has.
The next egg cracks down the side and as the side falls the lazy occupant falls with it. Yawning and showing off a golden calcification of a fang has taken place where there previously wasn’t. Russ stretches his gangly limbs and his voided sockets seem shocked at not only his length but begins to feel how sharp his teeth have gotten. Not really caring about his ragged appearance as Edge is marveling at his new height.
The next egg had Red bursting through the top as he stretches and yawns. Also revealing a calcified golden tinted fang along with an array of jagged pointed teeth. Stepping through the rest of the shell his black sockets seem to catch onto the changes plus his bigger, stockier, bulk of appearance. His one defining feature that separated him from Sans was now just a part of the look. He begins to frown and pick at the threads of what used to be clothes off of him.
The last egg.
A solitary crack and then poof… the egg disintegrates around the bitty that was inside. Black is definitely more stout and broad than what he used to be and even with his eyes closed he knows exactly what all has changed. Same as with Edge his scars are more prominent and bone hardened. His teeth have become bladed daggers that curve into a wicked smirk.
He raises his voided sockets locking onto the others now lit eye sockets of eerie red. Black starts laughing, his voice a bit gruffer, and the others join him… his sockets lit into sharp pointed red stars.
The others nearby startle awake only to hear an eerie silence after a shocked scream from Sans as he discovers the eggs broken and the occupants gone.