Bean rolled around in her crib, babbling loudly. A stuffie was caught between her sharp teeth as she knawed on it, rather determined to get through the stitched limbs and tear them off. After one last nibble, her sharp teeth managed to cut through the string, eliciting a happy gurgle as she tugged off the head and tossed it to the side.
"Is that all you do?" Sally asked, peering over the railing of her crib to watch Bean struggle and fling the head into a further location. After a moment of watching the baby, she huffed, taking the head out as a favor.
"Sah. Bah." Bean rolled over, pressing out a huff from her chest before she started working on chewing through the arm.
"You already took off their head, they're dead," Sally pointed out. "Head's a weak point. Don't you know that? It was mine, at least. Anything happens to the head and poof. Bye-bye, person."
Bean continued her assault nevertheless, determined to completely rip apart the stuffie that dared to be in her presence. After a moment, she suddenly grew bored of that task, pushing it aside before she rolled again onto her back.
"You've been moving a lot, huh?" The human girl tilted her head to the side. "Sans said you're supposed to be, like, really active now. And you are, I guess."
A flash of magic. Then there was a skittle, grey and blue, laying beside the little skeleton. Her eye sockets widened with glee before she was frantically snatching it up and chewing on it.
"This is so boring!"
Sally went to sit on the bed, crossing her arms with a pout. Bean only watched for a moment before she returned her attention to the candy, vastly interested in the sugary sweetness she had long since grown quite fond of.
"Know what?" Sally said, suddenly standing up. She leaned back and forth on her heels, humming in thought as a smile crossed her face. "A tea party! That's what we'll do! If you're going to be my sister or niece or - whatever, whatever you are - then you have to be ready for tea parties!"
She reached forward into the crib. Bean stared at those hands, frowning. Not skeleton. Wanted skeleton. Liked it when the skeleton picked her up. No claws either. But she recognized her face and liked her enough. So she allowed herself to be lifted into the air, fisting a little ruffle of Sally's pink shirt into his fists as she was then pressed into her chest.
"Bah," Bean said.
"It'll be fun!" Sally said, giving a quick bounce of her arms to try and excite Bean for their lunch together. "We can get some candy and food from Jeff and have fruit punch be tea and you can meet allllll of my friends. Yeah, all of them! There's Charlie and Mr. Kab - he's Mr. Krab but one of his eyes fell off - and Nancy and some chicken stuffy I found and named Coffee and -" She paused, staring at the floor. "Oh, wait, Coffee won't be around today. I named him coffee because I spilled coffee on him and he's in the wash. Well, then you can just have his seat!"
Bean peered over Sally's shoulder as she started walking out of Sans' room with her. No skeleton. She wanted her skeleton. No cone nose either. Seeing this, she huffed, annoyed and dissatisfied, and now pissy. Wanted them around.
Sally made her way downstairs with little Bean, passing by an eyeless man who waved toward Bean. She giggled, giving a quick imitation of his movement before her arm sloppily fell to Sally's shoulder. Nice man. Gave her candy. Then her hand caught her attention, and she spent the next few minutes staring at it as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.
The teenager standing at the counter turned to look at her. His hair was tied back into a low-hanging ponytail, his bangs swept aside with the slightest bit of flour caking the edges. His pale hands, raw with old scars and the remains of the pastry dish he was working on now, paused in his cooking efforts. If he had turned fully, Sally could've seen the words on his bright pink apron Sans had bought him for Christmas. The words 'Kiss the cook' crossed off and respectfully replaced with 'Go fuck yourself'. As Jeff would have it no other way.
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Daddy's a Serial Killer
Fanfiction(Book 2 of my "Welcome Home, Serial Killer" Rewrite! Read that or else this won't make any sense to you!) Now, in a new home, with a little girl and a (probably) not mentally stable boyfriend, Sans was on his way to a new life. It was finally time t...
