Hi there, if by any chance you've happened to stumble across this book, this is me, creating a storyline for my own au which I'll be mixing up with some other familiar ones!
The au began on my Instagram where I created an OC called Spooks, who in m...
Given the quite peaceful atmosphere, the silence around them was actually quite awkward.
Error's tantrum had thrown them all into a state of 'what to do now'.
Spooks sat, goth happily in her lap, waiting for her companion to return.
Error had stormed inside the little cottage, startling Life as the goddess was making tea and little sandwiches for her company to enjoy.
She placed a large furry paw over her beating heart, clearly showing her distress after the broken coded skeleton announced his presence.
"dear, whatever is the matter?" she breathed out, cleaning up a small patch of spilt brew.
Error simply grumbled, sitting down on a nearby stool whilst crossing his arms with a 'hmpf' sound.
Life turned, a freshly brewed cup of fruit tea in her soft hands.
"Here, drink this. I remembered how you used to love it.. Back when you were G-"
"thanks." Error cut her off, accepting the cup of warm tea, not allowing her to finish her sentence.
Life took a seat next to him, not touching, but close enough to show her empathy.
"I am afraid I seem to be missing some information. Why is it that you have come to visit me after all this time?" She spoke softly.
Her voice was smooth, caring. That of a welcoming mother. It made anyone who heard it feel safe and warm. Like a cool summer breeze.
"A Sans I know went missing. I know who took him and I don't need another corrupted Sans to worry about." he paused.
"I came here because I knew Reaper would be here with Geno, they always come here... Because we always used to come here." he sighed, a glitchy breath.
Life nodded in understanding. She didn't say more, then again, she needn't say anything.
Error took deep breaths to calm himself down. He didn't want to work himself up into another reboot over something so small and trivial. Yet when Reaper and Geno were involved, it was hard to keep his calm. Their past was too intricate.
A short moment passed before Life got up from her chair, and made her way back over to the still warm teapot and sandwiches.
"do excuse me dear, I'm afraid I have left our guests unnatended for quite a while, It is improper for me to not practice perfect hosting." She giggled into her paw before picking up the tray of tea and snacks.
Error simply nodded, waving her away with his two toned hand.
He sighed as she left, fiddling with loose threads of his scarf. Perhaps it was time to knit a new one. The old one was tattered and overworn anyways.
He sat in his feelings for a little while longer, the background noise of chatter could be heard from outside, only irking him to join them more.
He got up with an exasperated grunt, very dramatically. He grumbled a little before dragging his slippers along the ground towards the door.
The company were talking away amongst themselves, Life getting acquainted with Spooks, asking her what her universe was like, how her brothers were doing etc. The question of humans had been avoided.
Pj was the first one to notice Error's reappearance, catching his gaze with their matching two toned eyes.
"sup old man." they waved.
Error just huffed. "I told you not to call me that." he pouted with narrowed eyes.
He climbed up onto the bench, sitting on the same side as Spooks, Pj and Reaper.
Life, bless her soul, was naturally a big monster, and sitting next to geno she took up a fair amount of space on the bench. None of the skeleton's judged her for that, it was difficult being a large fluffy goat monster at 9ft surrounded by tiny skeletons that reached a maximum of 5ft tall.
Goth wiggled his way from Spooks' lap, over Pj's and onto Error's. Error glitched a little at the foreign tough due to his hephaphobia, but settled once goth sat still.
Goth was a bittersweet thing to Error. A constant reminder of what could have been. Yet at the same time, as much as he wouldn't admit it, he had grown to love the tot.
Reaper spoke up, his low voice startling Spooks slightly.
"so, now that we're all here, I do believe a certain Sans is in need of your help?" he tilted a brow bone over at Error.
"just needed to know if he were alive. That they hadn't killed him. Its more easier to rescue him that way." Error responded with a slight shrug, his face looked bored.
Reaper hummed.
"well, now that you know Sci isn't dead, I do believe it would be best to hurry on that rescue don't you?" Geno quipped, he still looked slightly annoyed, but then again, Geno normally looked annoyed.
Spooks nodded her head quickly.
"yes! If these sanses really are as bad as you've all been telling me, then the Science Sans is in big trouble. If they corrupt him, that's one immensely smart ally they would have, and who knows how that could be used against the universes." she pounded a closed fist into her open hand. Sort of like an 'I got it' kind of gesture.
Goth whimpered.
"are the big bad people coming to hurt us?" his bottom 'lip' quivered slightly, his big eyes watering.
Geno shook his head attempting to soothe his baby. "No gothy, uncle Error and Auntie Spooks are going to stop them. Like the superheroes in the books we read. You like those!"
Goth instantly ceased the waterworks, lighting up with excitement. Oh how easy it was being a child.
"uncle error is like superman. Blue, red and yellow!" Goth giggled, looking up at Error with big innocent eyes.
Error just glared which caused Spooks to giggle into her gloved hand.
Pj just watched, amused, but staying out of the conversation as best as they could knowing their colour scheme was pretty much the same.
"Well dearie, now that we're all informed about your little quest, I do believe a certain Sans is in need, better not be hasty!" Life chirped in with the kind of mothering smile where you know it wasn't a sweet one. More like a 'funny, but say that again and I will beat you' kind of smile.
If you grew up in a strict household then you'll know what I mean.
Both Spooks and Error physically shivered, the wrath of a mother was not one to be messed with.
(apologies for the slow updates, I'm currently studying in University for my final year, working towards an Honours Degree for Concept Art and Illustration! I'll try an update as often as I can, and I thank you all for your patience!)
Fanart for this chapterby Gina.8389 of Spooks and their Oc Sunset!
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