The Lovebird and the Pun-King | By : Otaku_Girl Category: +S through Z > UnderTale Views: 1066 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was the throbbing that pulls you back into consciousness. You can feel your head and arm throbbing in tandem. How much did I drink last night? Don’t tell me I tried drunk-baking again. The last time you tried that, you ended up with second degree burns on your thigh and the sticky stench of burnt honey had clung to your hair for days.
“Oh shit.” You can see the bright rays of mid-morning sunshine peeking through the window. What time is it? I’m going to be so late for work. Sitting up, the comforter pools around your waist. I don’t remember getting these sheets… or a racecar bed?
You blink. Reaching out with a cautious hand, you poke the red wooden frame. Nope. It’s still here. “What the fuck did drunk-me do, go on a shopping spree?” You wince as pain begins to win over your sleepy haze. What the?
“NOT EXACTLY!”
“Fuck!” You squeak, scrambling back towards the headboard.
“I AM SORRY FOR STARTLING YOU. IT IS USUALLY MY BROTHER WHO DOES THE SNEAKING UP ON OTHERS, NYEHEHE.” Papyrus rubs the back of his head. Why is he looking at me like that?
“I, ah...how did I…” You trail off, looking up at the tall skeleton. Did I get drunk and go over to apologise again? This is why I can’t have nice things.
“AH. YOU DO NOT… REMEMBER, LAST NIGHT?”
Why does he look so nervous? Oh geese, I didn’t do anything inappropriate, did I? Laughing nervously, you reach up to brush your hair back. “I’m afraid I…” Your eyes fall to the bedside table. When did your phone get a crack in the screen? Wait…
The missed calls. The back door. The broken glass. “Oh.” You reach for your phone with a trembling hand.
Papyrus tries to stop you. “I DON ’T KNOW IF THAT IS SUCH A GREAT IDEA, Y/N. PERHAPS YOU SHOULD ALLOW ME TO...OH DEAR.”
Scrolling past the missed calls, you pull up your messages.
Sweet Cinnamonroll:
20:19 IS EVERYTHING OK, HUMAN? I THOUGHT I HEARD ONE OF MY TRAPS BEING SET OFF, BUT IT SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN A FALSE ALARM. PERHAPS IT WAS ONE OF YOUR TRAPS? IT SOUNDED AS THOUGH IT WAS COMING FROM YOUR SIDE OF THE FENCE.
20:25 SANS HAS INFORMED ME THAT HUMANS DO NOT GENERALLY SET TRAPS. AT ALL. (WOWIE! WHAT DO YOU DO FOR FUN?)
20:28 SANS HAS ALSO INFORMED ME THAT THAT WAS RUDE. BUT I THINK I HEARD A SCREAM FROM YOUR YARD, OR WELL, THE GENERAL DIRECTION OF YOUR YARD. ARE YOU WATCHING A HORROR MOVIE? I’M NOT ALLOWED TO WATCH THOSE ANYMORE.
20:29 THAT WAS MOST DEFINITELY A REAL SCREAM.
20:29 PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU ARE OK, HUMAN?
Unknown number:
20:28 hi pal. i got your number from paps. is everything ok over there? he’s pretty worried, and there are some strange noises comin from your place. i know we got off to a pretty crummy start, but it was really sweet of you to spend time with my bro like that. don’t go bakin his heart now. just let him know you’re ok?
20:29 we’re coming over.
You can feel the tears streaming down your face. You don't want to click on the last set of messages. You can feel your chest tightening. You had thought this was all over.
The asshole:
18:07 hey beautiful
18:07 i was just thinking about you
18:08 aww c’mon babygirl, don’t be like that
18:08 we both know u cnt stay mad at me
18:17 ????
18:22 don’t be a bitch
18:22 i bought you flowers. u always used to go on about how much you liked them
18:45 what is wrong with u?
18:45 u kno better than this
18:45 i know i taught u better.
19:01 are you for real right now?
19:01 r u really gonna do this
19:01 right before valentines day?
19:02 that’s it i’m coming over
19:18 u better not be fckin some other guy right now
19:22 that’s it isnt it?
19:22 you slut
19:23 i should have known you would be out there
19:24 spreading ur legs for anyone the minute i turned my back
19:27 and to think i was gonna let you apologise
19:27 n make it up to me
19:48 still nothing to say?
19:48 fuck this
19:49 fuck you
19:58 u had ur chance
19:59 im going to enjoy this
20:15 see u real soon
You drop the phone, your vision going hazy.
“SSSH, SSSH. JUST FOLLOW MY BREATHING. BIG BREATH NOW. COUNT AND BREATHE IN; ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR. FIVE. AND HOLD. ONE. TWO. THREE. THEN OUT. FIVE. FOUR. THREE. TWO. ONE. THAT’S IT. AGAIN.” You can feel his long, bony hand rubbing soothing circles against your back. When did you put your head between your knees? You can feel your chest shuddering, as the panic slowly began to ebb.
“I-I-I.” You try to speak through your gasps.
“DON’T TRY TO SPEAK. TAKE A MOMENT TO RE-CENTRE YOURSELF - THERE’S NO RUSH.” Feeling the bed dip, you try to pull away to give him more room. “SANS ALWAYS DOES THE SAME WHEN HE HAS HIS BAD SPELLS. YOU JUST NEED TO LET IT ALL OUT. I’M GOING TO HUG YOU NOW. IS THAT OK?”
How can anyone be this pure and sweet? You manage to nod, once, before sobs overtake you once more.
“IT WILL BE ALRIGHT. MY BROTHER HAS DEALT WITH THE INTRUDER. HE WON’T BE BOTHERING YOU ANYMORE. HUMAN ON MONSTER CRIMES HAVE QUITE THE PENALTY AT THE MOMENT. ONCE WE EXPLAINED THAT THE HUMAN HAD TRIED TO HARM US WHILST WE WERE VISITING A FRIEND, THE NON-ROYAL GUARD WERE MOST HELPFUL.” He feels surprisingly soft for a tall stretch of bones. Warm too.
“Y-you-” You try again, still unable to get your words out.
“what my bro is trying to say, is you don’t need to worry about that trash anymore.” Peeking up through your fringe, you spot Sans standing in the doorway. Hands firmly in his blue jacket pockets, his eyes lock with yours. “i know it’s not much, but you can stay here with paps until i’ve had a chance to clean the place up a bit. think of it as a chance for a clean slate. if you can find it in you to give this bonehead a second chance?”
Silence stretches between the three of you. Sans starts to look nervous as the seconds tick by. “...third chance.”
“huh?”
Smiling at him through watery tears, you meet his eyes. “I believe you mean third chance. Not that I’ve got a bone to pick with you or anything.”
“he he.”
Papyrus tips his head back, letting out a groan. “NYEEEH! NOT ANOTHER ONE! YOU ARE JUST THE WORST, SANS! LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DONE”
“aww paps, don’t let it get under your skin . i can feel it in my bones kid; we’re going to get along just fine after all.”
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