I Was Reborn In MafiaFell as an Oc?

Chapter 2

Today was the big day, Alex, Papyrus and Sans were dressed and ready to go to the human city. Alex was dressed in their "Killer attire" as they called it. Which translated to a Halloween costume they made of the Grim Reaper's robes. But combine that with the big ass scythe they loved using and the their unique magic. There's was a reason Alex had the nickname of "The Little Reaper" and boy was it accurate. Alex had no problems cutting a man's head off if they looked at them or Papyrus the wrong way. That was partly why Gaster chose Sans as the go between, if Alex or Papyrus had done it. One wrong word from the old man and he'd been dead before he even realized he was killed. Luckily for Don Don, Sans was the go between, and the Don's racist comments weren't heard by Alex or Papyrus. Gaster was right as usual, having Sans deal with the Don was the smart play. The last time Alex had to deal with a racist human.... Well let's just say, there weren't many humans or monsters willing to piss them off afterward. To call it a blood bath, well that would be like calling the Grand Canyon a hole in the ground. Close but a vast understatement if ever there was one. 

It very honestly didn't take that long to get to the human city. It was one shortcut away after all, so the trio take their time. Now that didn't mean they were late, in fact they were at the park they were supposed to meet their contact in at 5 in the morning. A full half hour before the meet up, why? To clean the shed and area around it a bit, classy or not this area needed a bit of cleaning. So they worked on making the shed and area near it as clean as possible to look... presentable to their new prospects. Mostly it was Papyrus cleaning, Alex was too in their own way. As in burning away trash in their weird rainbow flames after Papyrus swept in into a neat pile. And somehow without even burning the grass, Alex burned the trash away not even leaving smoke, ash, or soot left after. They got it looking nice in 15 minutes and looking brand fucking new in 20. After that it was just a matter of waiting for their contact a man by the name of Jack. Feeling antsy Alex and Sans both lit up their respective smoke of choice. A fat Fat cigar for Sans and a less fat cigarillo for Alex. Sans' cigar smoke was a deep blood red that hung and curled in the air making funny shapes as it dissipated. Alex's smoke was a crimson purple it swirled like small storm clouds or whirl pools and turned into a light fog as it dissipated. 

Though the sight of a tiny child size skeleton smoking away like a champ was... unusual to say the least. Jack however was late, by about 10 minutes, his excuse was fair. He had no idea they'd be so early traveling from Snowdin City which was a good 4-5 hours away. Luckily Alex was understanding, seeing as normal humans weren't used to dealing with Magic on a daily basis. Papyrus was a bit more annoyed but dropped it when asked. Alex was wild at times but understanding. Papyrus was grounded but a bit OCD when it came to time and cleanliness. The only reason Papyrus let Sans get away with it was cause he knew how hard Sans worked. As for the talkin part of this morning, it was up to Sans to do most of it. Alex while smart, didn't like to bother themselves in meaningless chatter. Especially with people they found... beneath them, a trait unfortunately taught to them by Gaster. But shockingly, they did chat with Alex a bit, it was more or less business related. But the fact they were willing to talk to this guy meant one thing. He wasn't a racist prick, oh he was a prick and a half. But he wasn't a racist one, if he was Alex wouldn't bother talking to him for a second. Jack was kind enough to explain the area, not that they needed it. Sans did his homework as asked, so they knew everything about the area. Jack choose today as the meeting day for one reason. It was Collection day, what better time to see your new landlords than when you give them your hard earned cash. And Sans was more than happy to hear exactly who was delivering that cash to them. His little lady Frisk, was going to be hand delivering him a nice wag of cold hard cash in just a few short hours. 

Like Clock work, the people appointed to drop off the money showed up. First the little lady from the church showed up and placed a wag of cash on the table. Jack made extra sure to count it, counting the money twice before letting her leave. After that the butcher showed up to give money from the businesses to them. Both times, the people dropping off the money nearly pissed themselves seeing the two GIANT skeletons. But the most unsettling one, was Alex, they looked like a child. Smelled of death, was dressed to match, and was smoking a funky cigarillo, all and all it was... indescribable. But then ... it was time, or little past time when Frisk finally made it to the shed for her drop off. Frisk wasn't sure what to expect when she entered the shed, but what she really didn't expect was a nearly 10 foot tall skeleton in a 3 piece suit. Obviously he was Sans' brother... which meant ...

Frisk: "Sans' brother is dating a child, Actually ... how old is Sans' brother?"

Frisk's blood ran colder then ice when the kid stared at her. It was like they heard her thoughts and was pissed about it.... Their "eyes" were terrifying, pitch black in the dark shed with two dark purple lights staring her down. It caused a shiver to run down Frisk's spine, this kid was dangerous, Frisk could tell. Sans' smile widened as Frisk walked into the shed fully, looking her up and down a bit in her casual wear. Oh she was just perfect, and he was going to have her eventually. Frisk tried to ignore the feeling of Sans' eyes on her, and handed over the money. She could think about what to do about Sans later, right now she wanted this done with.

 Frisk: "Anyways Silas actually paid this time... Well their skeleton friend paid for them but either way Silas technically paid."

The three skeletons were all staring at her now, but it was in a different way than before. It was a look of shock or surprise maybe, much better than the looks she was getting before.

 Jack: "She paid for him? Damn whore, I knew she liked him. Whatever just leave." 

 Papyrus slamming the door shut on her before she could open it fully. Basically pulling her to the chair opposite the table they were at. 

Papyrus: "Not so fast, Skeletons are a rare species. Very rare, you're saying there's one living in this city?"

Frisk: "Apparently... I just met them today, apparently their best friends with Silas and just stays at their place whenever they want and Silas lets them..."

If Frisk wasn't so nervous, she'd probably not been so chatty. Or at least noticed the looks the skeletons were giving one another. Jack however was thinking of something else, Silas friend Virus owed a LOT of money to the Don. And he knew she was thinking of breaking up with him, why not kill two birds with one stone?

Sans: "That so? Interesting, well then Doll-Face, we was gonna chat about your apartment's protection fee. But seeing as you gave us some very valuable information. We'll cut it in half for the foreseeable future."

Sans looked to the small childlike skeleton who nodded, Sans smiled handing back half of the cash to Frisk. Frisk very reluctantly took the money and asked to leave, with a nod from the child of all people Papyrus opened the door letting her leave. Frisk then left, heading back to the apartments to give people their money back. But couldn't help but feeling she may have made a mistake and put Virus and Silas on their radars... Meanwhile each one of the mobsters were thinking of different things. Jack was thinking about the extra money he was going to have if his plan worked out. Alex was taking of meeting a new skeleton friend, the the skeleton brothers were thinking how lucky they were to find another skeleton so very close to them. Things were getting very interesting very quickly, and they couldn't wait to see how interesting it was going to get in the near future.