(NEW STORY IDEA-

Have you heard of the AU "Bittybones", where all of the monsters are small and you can adopt them?

So, I was thinking of writing a little fanfiction of this where basically I adopt some and take care of them. It'd be a cute little side story with no real plot and just for me to write when I have writers block on here. I just find the AU so adorable and I want all of the Bittybones!)

The Tuesday night after Dream and Ink git lost, Geno decided to invite a few people over from work for a little 'sleepover' at his place. Geno always felt like his house was too empty and quiet when he was alone, so he often had over guests, basically every night. Mostly Cross stayed over, he basically lived there, except for he didn't pay rent and didn't have an official room, Geno just never wanted to sleep in an empty house. This night, he had over Cross, Lust, and Dream, who usually came over to his house once a week. Usually everyone at work came to his house at least once a week, everyone that worked there before the transfer had practically memorized where he lived since he invited them over so much.

It was actually quiet interesting. Geno hated meeting new people, but he couldn't stand being alone. So, he needed other people to force him to talk to others.

Ink couldn't come because he was taking care of P.J, Sans because he was too busy napping, Sci because he promised to take his brother rollar blading, and Alphys was going on a date with her girlfriend again. Then there was Blue, who was going somewhere with his Fiancé. And Geno hadn't invited any of the new members, since he hasn't gotten to know them too well yet.

In translation, he avoided them like the plague because he was shy around new people.

Geno's house was practically a mansion. He had around five bedrooms, seven bathrooms, a large kitchen with a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, a large game room for a basement, an indoor pool with a hot tub, and so much more.

Sure, the job he had wasn't great paying, but he didn't really need a job, he only did it to hang out with his friends so he wouldn't be alone during the day. Geno's parents were rather wealthy before they were killed in a plane crash with his brother, leaving him to inherit the family fortunes when he turned 18. Of course, multiple greedy grown ups had tried to steal his money when he was younger, but Geno was a very smart child and was able to get them arrested for what they tried to do. His wealth was actually the reason he was so shy, because he was afraid to tell people about himself. So many people just became his friend to get the benefits of a friend with a lot of money, so he felt as if most people were untrustworthy due to this. It was hard for him to trust people, especially if they knew he was the richest person in their state.

But, his true friends weren't that way. They never learned how rich he was until three years into the friendship, the whole time they thought he was homeless and he slept in their houses for sleepovers. Of course, they were confused on why he didn't tell him, but he explained why, and they didn't judge him. However, they did make him pay for whenever they ordered pizza. He had so much money and barely ever spent it, so it was obvious who was the chosen pizza payer every time they ordered pizza. But, that wasn't often, since Geno liked to cook in the kitchen.

And Geno wasn't just a good cook, he was a great cook!

With the ability to buy expensive ingredients to make his food without even scratching his bank account, along with access to expensive recipes, Geno was able to prepare fabulous dishes for his friends every night.

So, they really liked it when Geno was in the mood for cooking, because it meant delicious food for them while joking around with close friends.

In conclusion, they enjoyed hanging out at Genos house for dinner.

And tried to do it every night.

"Geno, thank you for inviting us over," Cross said politely, bowing.

"You don't have to thank me every night," Geno said as he flipped a pancake, it landing perfectly on the pan.

"I just feel as if I am mooching off of you, so I feel like thanking you every night," Cross sighed apologetically.

"I still have like, a trillion dollars left Cross, a hundred won't affect it at all," Geno shrugged, Dream and Lust watching their conversation from the island, spinning in their stools slightly,

"You spent a hundred dollars for pancakes?"

"But they're fancy pancakes. That's a big difference."

"How is that a difference?"

"Just imagine a pancake batter mix, and then Photoshop the word 'fancy' in front of it."

"Seems legit."

"I know."

"Eating photoshopped food is much better then real food," Lust added on, giggling.

"Because you can photoshop the calories to zero," Dream joined the conversation.

"And since you use computers to Photoshop things, you can play videogames afterwords," Cross said.

"It's a win win right there," Geno smiled.

"How did this conversation built to this?" Dream asked.

"I dunno," Geno shrugged, pouring more pancake batter onto the pan, "We're so weird."

"Yeah."

"That's true."

"Pretty much."

"Pancakes are done!" Sci announced, setting out the large plate of pancakes, "Grab as much as you want guys."

Everyone quickly filled up their plates before adding on their desired toppings. Homemade whipped cream, homemade chocolate syrup, and so much more. Cross used two cups of chocolate syrup on his pancakes, since he had a large obsession with chocolate.

"What should we watch while we eat?" Lust asked his friends, twirling his fork between his fingers.

"I know!" Dream quickly said, jumping up and rushing to the large flat screen TV, "Anime!"

"This is called 'anime'?" Cross asked, looking at Dream with a confused look.

"Yup!" Dream giggled as he scrolled throughout Netflix, "Nightmare hates it, though, so we never watched it as a bonding time..."

"I can make him watch it with you for my bet," Cross offered.

"No, it's fine..." The shortest skeleton of them sighed, "I just wish I knew why he didn't like me so much."

"Actually, I think I know," Cross offered, "It might be because of your parents."

"Our parents?" Dream asked.

"I noticed on Nightmare's desk there's a picture of you and your parents, all of their faces are crossed off. When I asked him about it, he said they only cared about successful kids and left it at that. Aren't you the younger one?"

"Yeah," Dream said, pretty confused.

"That makes sense, actually," Lust pointed out, "Studies have shown the eldest kids of the family have more responsibilities pored onto them. He probably feels like they stressed him out too much compared to you and was jealous. That might explain it..."

"It might..." Dream muttered, playing with his pancakes.

~~~~~~

"C'mon bro, it's not that hard!"

"I don't have good balance Scirus, you know that!"

"Just try! You can hold onto me!"

Sci and his little brother were at a large rollar blading rink, both of them wearing the rollar blades and on the floor where they were supposed to go on. Well, Scirus was the only one of them that was actually on the rink. Sci was clinging to the edge, keeping himself from slipping with the support.

"But you wouldn't be able to hold me up of I fell, I'd just drag you down with me," Sci said.

"You're not that fat," Scirus rolled his eyes.

"Hey!" Sci said.

"Sci, you're here too!" A voice squealed, making them both look over.

Blue was running towards them, waving at Sci as he approached. Following him was Edge, who looked annoyed that Blue wasn't giving him his full attention.

"Who's he?" His younger brother whispered.

"That's Blue and his Fiancé Edge," Sci pointed at them as he said their names, "The ones I told you about."

"Hiiiiii Sci!" Blue yelled, giving Sci a large hug before letting go, "And you must be Scirus! I heard so much about you!"

"You did?" The youngest of them asked, his eye sockets sparkling.

"Yup, because your so awesome bro," Sci said, rubbing his skull lovingly, "You're too awesome not to brag about!"

"Pft," Edge chuckled, crossing his arms and rolling his eye sockets, "Sure."

Scirus looked down in shame, Edge's response bumming him out a bit.

"Hey, be nice," Blue said, "You really are cool Scirus! I bet you'll be voted the coolest person for your class in high school!"

"Really?" Scirus perked up again.

"There's no doubt about it," Sci told his younger brother, trying to get his mind off of the tall Fiancé of his co-worker, "If you didn't get voted it that's because you have too much awesomeness just for a little picture to show."

"Yay!" Scirus cheered.

"So," The glassed skeleton asked, looking over at the Fiancés, "What are you guys doing here?"

"On a date," Edge said, bringing Blue closer to him, "Now let's go get your pair of rollar blades, I want to get this over with so I can do the drinking game with my friends tonight."

"Um, Edge..." Blue said quietly, looking up at him, "Can we... Not to go the bar tonight...?"

"No, we're going," Edge said.

"Oh, ok..." Blue said sadly as Edge turned them around, walking up to the counter to get themselves thr equipment required.

"What was with that guy?" The younger brother asked, "He was a big meanie."

"He was," Sci told his brother, "He's a bit of a control freak, he needs to be in charge of everything, just ignore and avoid him."

"Do you think he might be a nice person on the inside? That he just needs a second chance by someone with a nice heart?"

"No," He sighed, "Blue is one of the purest hearts I've ever seen, but Edge hasn't changed for him once."

"That's just Edge for ya," A familiar voice spoke up, "He's here just to bribe Blue to stay with him basically."

"Fell?" Sci asked, turning around.

Sure enough, there stood Fell, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, a bored expression on his face. He was wearing rollar blades, and seemed perfectly stable, unlike Sci, who was still clinging to the entrance with one arm.

"Sup," Fell said, nodding his head at them, "Names Fell, little guy, what's your name?"

"I'm the coolest skeleton named Scirus!" Scirus said proudly, "Do you think I'm cool?"

Fell looked him up and down before smiling, "Yeah, you seem like a pretty cool dude."

"Yay!" Scirus said happily.

"What are you doing here Fell?" Sci asked, happiness swelling within him.

He really liked to hang out with Fell. Fell was actually a pretty nice guy when he warmed up to you after you yelled at him.

It made no sense, but Sci just rolled with it.

"Blue and Edge like to drag me along on these 'dates'," Fell used air quotes on the word dates, rolling his eye sockets, "It's basically just Blue going to some place and having fun to hinself while Edge sits in the corner and doesn't participate at all. Blue brings me along to 'bomd', since he's marrying my brother. I think it's stupid, but I don't get any choice."

"That's your brother?" Scirus asked, "I mean, I see the resemblance, but you seem so much nicer then he is!"

"That's because that idiot can't tell when he's got something good," Fell growled.

"I'm a what now?" Edge growled from behind them.

As it turns out, Edge and Blue were at the entrance with Blue's rollar skates already on, him climbing into the designated rollar skating area. Edge had his arms crossed and looked rather p*ssed off.

"Fell..." He growled.

Fell froze in place, his posture straight and a terrified look on his face.

Sci looked at him with confusion, looking back and forth between the two.

Was Fell... Shaking?

Yeah, he was. Sci strained his hearing, and he could lightly hear Fells bones clattering together.

Was Edge really that scary?

Sci couldn't blame him, Edge did look scary, but that was for Sci. Fell was a bad a*s, so why was he scared of Edge, of his own brother?

"Oh no..."Blue muttered.

Edge grabbed Fell's wrist rather forcefully, dragging him off towards the exit as he said, "Do we have to have another talk about how you don't speak to me that way?"

"Poor Fell..." Blue muttered.

"Why?" Sci asked, looking over.

"Edge is a loud yeller," Blue said, "It sucks to be yelled at by him."

They all watched the exit Edge had dragged his brother outside of. For around five minutes, there was no sign of Edge or Fell, until the door creaked open. Edge walked in alone, looking less annoyed then before.

"Where's Fell?" Sci asked as he approached, eyeing the door.

"He'll be here in a minute," Edge said, waving off his question before turning to Blue, "Let's go skating now."

"...ok..." Blue said uneasily, grabbing onto Edge's hand.

And for the rest of the night, Fell never walked back through those doors.