Ben looked ever so still when Eyeless Jack walked into the room.
The text message was... unnerving. Whenever Ben sent random shit, it tended to be filled with misspelling and random meme phrases. This, however, was eerily normal.
'Can you come downstairs'
The timing too wasn't very appealing. At three in the morning. And there Ben was, in the living room, computer on his lap.
"You're a demon, right?" He asked quietly when Eyeless Jack entered the room.
"Uh... yeah?" Eyeless Jack tilted his head. "Is everything okay?"
The grandfather clock ticked from up the stairs. Ben, very carefully, pressed the mousepad on the computer.
"You know, it... it made sense what the officials reported when the building exploded," Ben said, a tired gaze as he paused the video on his screen. "But I fixed the video I talked about before. It's not... it wasn't humans."
It wasn't too hard to figure out what Ben was talking about.
"Demons blew up the building?" He asked.
"Yeah. It was demons."
Ben continued to stare at the screen. Silently, Eyeless Jack moved over to sit next to him, and the boy pressed the play button. Sure enough, through the camera, he could see several hooded people setting up an explosive outside of the building. Horns sticking out, tails swishing, obviously lower leveled demons.
"So it was demons that set up the bombs?" Eyeless Jack asked. "I mean, I'm a turned demon so I'm not part of anything they do, so I can't really help much. But it just sounds like things they typically do."
He rarely felt lucky about certain aspects of his life. Eyeless Jack was lucky he wasn't dead yet. Eyeless Jack was lucky that Sans found him that night and gave him a house to stay in. And he was lucky that no demons or angels approached him after he was turned. He liked being able to live without much drama. But that also meant he wasn't really in tune with anything going on in the Underworld, and couldn't offer much information about that. A turned demon, to them, wasn't a real demon. And never would be.
"No, the problem is that they had a target."
Oh.
"We have to tell Sans if he was being targeted, they could come back -"
As he spoke, Eyeless Jack moved to stand, immediately looking towards the stairs, but Ben quickly grasped onto his hand. When he turned, Ben stared at Jack, giving a long and hard look.
"They were targeting his brother, not Sans." Ben loosened his grip on Jack's gray wrist. "They left after they saw Papyrus was alive, the bomb was to kill him."
"What?" He paused, moving forward towards the couch again. "Why?"
"That's the thing, I don't know at all," Ben said, gesturing towards the Papyrus on the screen. "I watched this fucker for months and he's not connected to demons at all. He's just some normal monster. It doesn't concern us, obviously, and it looks like he had no idea he was even the target. And it looks like they hadn't tried to attack before this, either. And I'm not... I'm trying to figure out if I should tell Sans or not. He might need to know, but... this is about Papyrus."
"Have the demons tried to kill Papyrus again?" Jack asked.
Ben paused, before sighing. "I think we're going to need Smile Dog."
It took a few minutes to fill in Smile Dog, and a few more for the dog and boy to scan over every document and news relating to Papyrus recently. And found them void of any possible demon attacks. It was a one time occurrence that Sans happened to be at. The video made it clear that they specifically followed Papyrus, and left when they saw he survived. Sans was just another face in the crowd around their target.
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Daddy's a Serial Killer
Fanfiction(Book 2 of my "Welcome Home, Serial Killer" Rewrite! Read that or else this won't make any sense to you!) Now, in a new home, with a little girl and a (probably) not mentally stable boyfriend, Sans was on his way to a new life. It was finally time t...
