Welcome Home, Serial Killer

Chapter 14 - Seriously, Jason Too?

They were treating him weirdly. That was how he woke up. Smile Dog seemed to be trying to cuddle with Sans more, Jeff even offered to learn to start cooking so Sans wouldn't have to work as much. Sally was the same as ever, though, eagerly playing with Sans as much as she could.

Then, there were his normal friends, who were also acting weird lately. Was it because he didn't believe their bluff? Temporarily for a few months they canceled dinner night. Maybe that was a good thing. After all, Sally and them... they should take some more time before they meet up.

Sans tried to text them more, but they were becoming increasingly busy. That... also made sense. With an awkward dinner like that, why wouldn't they avoid him? He might as well spend that time focusing on the CreepyPasta within his house. He had to start getting things settled out.

Jeff looked back at Sans after he saw what he was writing. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Nah," Sans said, "You guys can stay here, but you need'a start contributing more. And yer offered to cook, so you're cooking some dinners now."

Once Jeff realized that was all he had to do so far, he glanced down back at the list. "Oh. Wait, why the fuck is Ben not on here?"

"I pay," Ben said from in front of the T.V.

"He pays," Sans confirmed.

"... Fine," Jeff muttered.

The list wasn't that complicated. Just to get some sort of start on having some sort of standards in his house. Jeff would cook dinners while Sans (and mostly the internet) taught him. Sally would make her bed and clean her room. Ben paid for groceries. Smile Dog made sure there was no trash on the floor. The house wasn't going to be super clean, but this was a start. Especially since, at this rate, apparently Sans was going to adopt in so many serial killer children that his house should be nice and tidy by next week with the amount of chores he could have them do.

"Are there any other kids like you guys so I can get someone to clean the kitchen?" Sans asked them, looking over.

"No, no more, this is a good number!" Jeff said.

Hopefully it did stay this way. Sans went from having one dog to having one teenage boy, then things kind of went out of hand. It should stop now. He did have a good selection of people, and it was good. Now he just had to get things under control again.

Suddenly, Ben paused, then stuck his head into the T.V.

"Uh..."

"He probably noticed something, that's why he is... more talented at spying than me, he can sense things separate from the electronics," Smile Dog muttered, "But he is, in fact, copying me. I was created first."

Whatever Ben said from inside the T.V was muffled, so instead he put up another middle finger. Sans just covered Sally's eyes from it.

"Heyyyy Sans," Ben said, pulling back out of the T.V. "So, um, well, you see, I had a watch on a certain group of CreepyPasta and it seems like we're going to have some guests soon. So, if you want to go and do literally anything far away from the house like, right now, that'd be awesome."

"Is it the sluts and whores?" Jeff asked.

"It's Jane and her girlfriends."

"Then yeah, it's them."

Oh. Jeff's moral enemies, or whatever he said before. That wasn't very good.

"Wait, you guys want me to leave you all here alone?" Sans asked.

"Sally and I can't die, and I can't exactly feel pain," Ben said, shrugging.

"Ah."

What would Sans even do right now? All of his friends were busy. Should he just drive around? The curse would kick in without any of them with him.