Sans wasn’t sure when Papyrus changed, it happened at some point he was sure, but he couldn’t quite remember what had caused the change. What had caused the cruelness in the younger sibling. What had caused him to adapt to their harsh world so quickly and enable him to take over the royal guard. All Sans knew was that something had happened and Papyrus had gone from sweet and kind to harded, cruel, and ready to kill those who got in his way.
“SANS!” His brother’s shout brought him out of his thoughts. He sighed and slipped on his shirt and jacket. He had been working on the machine in his lab. Sans teleported into his room and slipped out.
“ ‘m ‘ight ‘ere.” He feigned just getting up.
“YOU LAZY BONES! YOU HAVE TO STOP SLEEPING ALL THE TIME AND MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL FOR ONCE IN YOUR PATHETIC LIFE.” Papyrus yelled from the living room, his words unkind and sharp. Sans grimaced.
“Pipe it down, will ya? ‘m tired.” It wasn’t a lie, he had stayed up all night working on the strange machine. Although he had a PhD in Engineering, specifically mechanical but he was well-versed in the other fields as well, the machine was still taking awhile to repair.
“UNDYNE IS COMING OVER TO DISCUSS SOME IMPORTANT THINGS AND I NEED YOU TO PATROL WHILE WE ARE HAVING OUR MEETING.” Papyrus demanded.
“Can’t ya just get the Dog Squad ta do it?” Sans asked, he wanted to get a nap or two in at least.
“I DO HAVE THEM ON IT BUT WITHOUT SOMEONE AT LEAST TRYING TO KEEP THEM ON TRACK, THEY WILL GET DISTRACTED BY WHATEVER CATCHES THEIR EYE!I CANNOT AFFORD THAT TO HAPPEN SO I SUGGEST THAT YOU DO IT SO I CAN HAVE MY MEETING OR WILL YOU SEEK TO DISAPPOINT ME AGAIN?” Sans sighed, his brother certainly was a manipulative little shit. He knew Sans hated having Papyrus disappointed in him.
“Fine.” All he had to do was make sure the Dog Squad didn’t get off track, lazy work. With Sans there, they were less likely to slack off and he might be able to get a few small naps in.
“GOOD, THE MEETING WILL BE AN HOUR LONG.” A knock rang out from the door and Sans sighed. His demonic tail lazily trailed along the ground, invisible. Sans was a quarter demon, a quarter wolf. Papyrus wasn’t actually related to Sans but rather was the child of a family friend, who was dead. Papyrus didn’t actually know this however and it made Sans’s life easier. He made his way towards the door, his wings flapping a bit to shake off a bit of dust that had gotten on him from him being on the ground under the machine. His tail swayed from side to side as he walked past Undyne, who Papyrus had just opened the door for, and outside. The door shut and his tail shifted into a midnight black wolf tail and his horns into the same color ears. They remained invisible just like his wings however but it caused the desired effect, it heightened his Alpha scent which caused the Snowdin Dog Squad to flock towards him.
“You summoned us Alpha?” Dogressa stood tall on her back legs as she usually did but showed none of the usual challenge to authority. Her tanktop stopping just under her bust and her baggy pants hanging low on her hips. The armored shoulder pads glinted gold in the light. The Dog Squad were the only ones who knew about Sans’s half-breed status because they could smell it. He had beat Doggo, their previous Pack Alpha, in a fight and they kept his secret because he was their Pack Alpha, he had won their respect.
“Yah, Papyrus wants us to take over patrol for him for the next hour.” The dogs nodded.
“He told us but why did he call you out to do it as well, Alpha?” Dogmy asked, he was slightly bigger than Dogressa and only a bit more muscular. He wore no shirt, only loose pants that ended at his ankles.
“Because, in his words, ‘ WITHOUT SOMEONE AT LEAST TRYING TO KEEP THEM ON TRACK, THEY WILL GET DISTRACTED BY WHATEVER CATCHES THEIR EYE!’” Sans replicated Papyrus’s voice perfectly although quieter so that said skeleton didn’t hear. He began walking to his sentry station, the Dog Squad in tow.
“We don’t,” Dogressa growled, “Alpha, you seem very tired. Have you not been resting? You do so much work but Boss doesn’t seem to notice it. Why do you let him boss you around when you could easily beat him?” Her voice changed from anger to concerned then back to anger. Dogressa was like the pack mom, watching out for everyone in the pack including Sans and fussing over them when they got hurt.
“I let ‘im boss me ‘round because he’s family and if he had even a fraction of the knowledge ya guys have, ‘e would use it to ‘verthrow Asgore and try and make me king. I don’t want that so I’d rather just get bossed ‘round a bit.”
“A much better alternative in my opinion as well, if Alpha were to become king, he wouldn’t be able to be Pack Leader anymore.” Doggo pointed out and the other dogs agreed. Doggo didn’t seem to mind Sans being Pack Leader, if anything he enjoyed it. Sans had asked him about it and the other had told him that the Dog Squad was happier with him as Alpha. He hadn’t been able to get more details then that.
“Alpha, you should rest while we patrol. We can protect you while we do so.” Dogmy suggested as they stopped at Sans’s station, it never took Sans long to get somewhere even when walking. He tended to walk at a faster pace than most and could do it for quite some time due to his wolfish stamina.
“ ’ll be fine.” Sans hated it when they wanted to take care of him. He had thought about taking a nap earlier but now that the pack knew of his tired state, it made a nap much less appealing.
“Alpha, no you won’t. You need rest. I will make you if I have to.” If Sans could have, he would have paled slightly. Dogressa was twice Papyrus’s size, when on all fours, she could easily curl her body around Sans’s and her fur was so soft he fell asleep near instantly. Last time he was fought her on resting, she had picked him up by his jacket, layed down, set him down against her stomach, and curled around him so he couldn’t escape. He had slept until Papyrus had started approaching, yelling that he had better not been asleep.
“Fine.” Sans huffed. He didn’t want to go through the effort of fighting the others over this. He’d rather sleep. Dogressa laid down next to his station and Dogmy nosed him over to her. He went over, sitting and leaning against her soft underbelly. She curled around him. Sans felt himself begin to drift as he thought he heard the others leave to patrol, then fell into a dreamless slumber.