(Part two was requested, so here it is. I hope you enjoy.)

(F/A)= Favorite Animal

Narrator's P.O.V.

Color and Killer were going to buy some stuff for your birthday, though they have no clue of the actual date. They celebrate your birthday as the day they were able to take you home. "Oh, Sans, look! This little chew toy will be the perfect present for (Y/N)! She loves (F/C)! Plus it's a/an (F/A)!" Killer nods, thinking it was a good choice. "Hey, maybe she'll like these dog bed. It's quite big and fluffy as well. She can have some of her new toys in there while she sleeps, or lays around." Color's eye light lights up even brighter, if possible for the skeleton. "That's perfect! She'll love it!" Killer then gets dragged around the pet store again by the excited skeleton, though he's not complaining.

It was quiet around the house, though you were used to that. Both Color and Killer were out shopping, but you were very anxious. You liked being around them so you could protect them, even though they're strong enough to protect themselves. You were laying in front of the door, waiting to hear the glorious sound of the keys inside the lock, but you heard nothing. They've been out for three hours, so you were a nervous wreck. You were padding back and forth on their hardwood floor, anxiety and fear for your owners. You're not used to them being away for so long. Maybe you did something wrong and this was your punishment. No, that couldn't be it. You've never done anything to upset them, on purpose that is. They've always bopped your nose if you did something, not leave and not come back. You then pad your way to the kitchen, eating some of the dog food they left out for you.

Soon you heard the familiar noice of teleporting, though it was different. It didn't have the normal noice of Killer, or Color's shoes hitting the ground. Instead it was a strange, squishing sound. You then ran into the living room, where the door was, and stared at the door. Was it them? Why isn't the door unlocked yet? Why didn't they just teleport into the house? All these thoughts were running through your mind, until something strange happened.

The door had this strange, blackish blue tentacle burst through it, causing some of the wood to come flying towards you, but luckily none of it hit you. You yelped and jumped a couple feet into the air. "Well what do we have here? Why in the AUs would they have such an ugly pest as their pet? Maybe this thing is strong? Hehehe... Hahaha!" The tentacle, which seemed to be connected to a goopy skeleton, shot towards you and picks you up. You howling in pain and fear as it tightens around you, making sure you can't escape. You then start to bark for Killer, or maybe even Color, to come and save you from this horrifying predicament. "But no one came... no one's gonna come." Nightmare was planning something and you had no clue what it could be. He then teleported away with you, still in his tentacle's clutches, and was now in his thrown room, waiting. Nightmare was deep in thought; thinking of something he could use you for. "This will work perfectly." He said lowly, scaring you more than you would have liked him to.

"(Y/N), baby girl, we're home! We've got a surprise for you!" Color calls out in pure excitement. "Huh, I wonder where she is? Usually she comes as soon as one of us calls her." Killer then turns around and sees the door in pieces. "Um, Color? Look at the door." Color then turns and if looks said anything about emotions, he was scared, shocked, and pissed off, all in one. "What happened?!" Killer then goes to investigate the broken door and sees the all to familiar blackish goop on the broken pieces. "Nightmare." Killer said, sounding like his old, emotionless self. "Killer, what are we gonna do?" Color says, setting the gifts down. "We're going to go get her from Nightmare and make him pay for touching her!" Then both of them teleport away.

Before Killer and Color came home, Nightmare was fed up with your whining and barking, so he muzzled you and had you thrown in a crate. This crate was also placed in another room, but was guarded by two creepy skeletons, Horror and Dust. "Tch. Why are we stuck guarding this mutt? We should be out slaughtering AUs!" Dust growled, pissed that he was forced to do such a boring and degrading task. Horror nodded, feeling the same way. "Nightmare says he's got somethin' planned and it's gonna involve keepin' this mutt, here. It better work and work fast, cause I'm on the verge of tearin' this mutt apart to relieve some anger." Horror says, trying his best not to dismember you. (Have I told y'all that I like to write gore, or very violent scenes? No? Well now I have. Don't worry, there isn't any gore in this chapter. I would have warned you at the beginning if that were the case.)

Nightmare was sitting in his throne patiently, which is quite surprising, waiting for Color and Killer to arrive. As if on cue, both Color and Killer burst in looking extremely agitated. "WHERE'S (Y/N), NIGHTMARE?!" Killer yells, some liquid hate pouring out of his sockets. "Who? Oh, you must mean your little pest. She's alive, but I have a deal for you. Killer joins my side once again, and I'll return her." "NO!" Color yells. "Bring her out." Killer says emotionlessly. "What?! Killer, no! You're not joining him again! I just got you back to your normal old self again!" Nightmare chuckled. "Fine. I'll bring her out, but no messing around. I'm not afraid to kill her if you try." He then teleported over to you and got you out.

"(Y/N)! Oh my gosh!" Color says, nearly on the verge of tears. "What did you do to her?" "I've only muzzled her and held her in a crate. That's all I've done. Isn't that right, Horror?" Horror nods, but smiles creepily. "Sure is, boss. He ain't done nothin' to her." Killer then walks over to Nightmare, slowly. Killer then went to stab Nightmare and grab you at the same time. Nightmare dodged, but let go of you. Killer was able to grab you and go over to Color. "Hold her, and don't let go." Color nodded, doing as Killer told him to do. "Wrong move." Nightmare then started to attack Killer, shooting his tentacles at him at insane speeds. Killer, being the skilled fighter he is, dodged all of them and began running on one of them.

"(Y/N), sit still. I don't want you getting hurt." Color says, trying to take off your muzzle.

Skillfully, Killer jumps off of Nightmare's flailing tentacle and goes for the kill, only to get knocked into the wall by another. "Idiot." Nightmare scoffs. "You would've been so much stronger if you had just stayed on my side, but here you are. Weak, pathetic, and full of useless emotions. Join me and I can take away those pathetic emotions and give you the strength you've been looking for." Killer jumps up from the wall and summons another knife, seeing as the other one was stuck in the wall. Killer stayed silent. "Fine. Have it your way then." They then returned to their hectic battle, though neither could get a good hit in.

"No! Don't!" Sprinting over to the battle, you do something that no one expected you to do. You jumped in front of Killer when Nightmare was joking to stab him. Blood was dripping off of the tentacle and swirling with Nightmare's goop. "(Y/N)!" Killer and Color yelled in unison. "Disgusting." Nightmare throws your body across the room, trying to get your blood off of his tentacle. Killer then stabs Nightmare harshly. "You're going to regret ever being born." Killer then repetitively attacks Nightmare, soon causing him to retreat, but leaving him barely clinging him to life. Color, on the other hand, was right beside you, trying to heal you. "Come on. Come on! Don't die on me! Don't die on us!" Color was now crying his soul out, knowing he couldn't save you.

Killer rushed over, kneeling down to your bloody body. "No, no, no, NO! This wasn't supposed to happen! None of this was supposed to happen! We were supposed to have a happy life! Why?!" Killer says, crying into your bloodied fur. You, with the strength you had left, liked Killer's cheekbone, trying to get him to stop crying. They both hugged you as you licked their cheekbones and slowly started to pass on. "We were supposed to be a happy family."

But not every story has a happy ending.

(Sorry this is sad, but I wanted to write something like this for this story. I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless!)