Three Bitty Monsters (REWRITE)(DISCONTINUED)

Two Truths And A Lie.

You found this quite amusing, honestly.

I mean, how could you not?

These.... skeletons, followed you back to your shitty apartment out of some morbid curiosity of your CLEARLY fucked soul.

And you weren't the type to pass up the opportunity to fuck with someone.

So when you suggested the 'two truths and a lie,' you had to stop yourself from exploding with euphoria.

The look of utter confusion-

Ahhh-

This was great.

You feel like your gonna have a great time.

"So... Uh.... I'll go first?"

Oh yeah, the skeletons.

You turn your eyes to the bloody one who looks particularly perplexed.

"Fine by me."

He thinks for a moment, almost as if to find a question that would be hard to lie about.

"What IS your soul trait?"

Yeah-

You so saw this one coming-

And you were sure as hell not saying jack shit-

You KNEW, you certainly knew what it was, it was YOUR soul after all.

"I don't know."

He waits for elaboration, and you swear if he was human, a vein would've popped with how annoyed he looked, it was very guessable that it was a lie, so no shit that he's a bit pissed.

"Anyways, my turn!" You chirped.

"What are you?"

He seemed surprised by that.

You continue, "I mean, it's obvious your a skeleton, no shit- but last time I checked, no fucking gnomes had died in the park."

You get a snicker out of the dusty one.

"Uh, we're monsters, kid."

You silently mused at that for a second.

So it turns out the stories were true? But why do they look the same? Are they brothers? Cousins? Triplets? Why are they so small?

You still had many questions.

Dusty piped up.

"What happend to turn your soul like... that?"

You honestly weren't sure with that one, you had a good guess-

- but it was very personal, and you never said anything about half truths.

"I'm... not entirely sure, tibia honest,"

Did you mention your incredibly funny?

"- although I have a decent guess."

You were setting them up for the next question, and you prayed to whatever god was or was not out there that they'd take the bait.

And yes, he looked fucking pissed.

"...Well?"

"What, I answered your question, If you don't elaborate on the shit you say, I won't get on your ass about it."

He glared at you for a moment, and if he wasn't a big as a fucking spoon he'd probably strangle you.

You smiled sweetly and asked your question.