the best nightmare you've had in a while | bad sanses x reader

Chapter 5

"hey there, pet."

You flinch.

"i could help ya find that bathroom if you want."

The new skeleton seems to appear out of nowhere, scaring you.

Dried black streaks of... something... line his cheeks. His eyesockets are empty, and the sight gives you a chill down your back you weren't expecting.

"maybe i could even help ya shower if that's what you're lookin' to do." He says with a wink. "name's killer, by the way."

Your cheeks flush at his incredibly forward greeting, but your face turns to a grimace. "I'll have to decline. I'd rather not have any creeps watching me bathe."

Killer chuckles and shrugs as he takes a seat at the kitchen island. "your loss, pet."

You scowl and turn back to the sink, trying to ignore him. No matter how hard you scrub at it, this damned stain just won't budge! Your fingers are aching from scrubbing against the porcelain, and the cold water isn't helping.

Skull nudges your side, "try usin'... soap and hot water..."

You stop once again.

"Hot water? But I'd have to heat it up in a kettle and that's too much work for just two plates. And soap? I have no idea what that is."

A surprised chuckle from Killer makes you flinch. Suddenly, he's by your side as well.

"pet... you're tellin' me you've never washed dishes before?" he chuckles as he looks down at the dirty dishes, "i mean damn, i'm lazy, but at least i know how to wash em. th' hell was boss thinking when he let you stay here?"

To your utter horror, you feel the sting of fresh tears behind your eyes. "M-my parents never allowed me to learn! They said it was beneath people like us."

He chuckles and shakes his head. "just another rich kid, huh?"

You sigh and turn away from both of them, your back to the sink. You just want to shower, wear clean clothes, and sleep!

"If you're so good at washing plates, then-! D-do it yourself!" You force out as you blink away the few tears that managed to come up.

"d'awww come on princess! it's real fun watching you rub away at those plates." Killer says teasingly, voice deep and saccharine.

He only laughs harder as you cross your arms and walk away. You feel more tears spring forth no matter how hard you try to force them back down.

You're leaving. You don't care where you go, as long as you're far, far away from that... complete asshole!

He doubles over with a wheeze as you silently leave the kitchen and back into the cold corridor.

-

You feel Skull's sudden presence behind you as you sit down against a wall... somewhere.

Honestly, you had walked until the pains in your leg and ankle became unbearable.

"...i hid his ketchup stash..." Skull mumbles as his massive body plops down next to you on the floor.

You sigh and look over at him as he stretches out his legs. "Ketchup?"

"tomato sauce... it's his favourite food..." he says, amused, "... he's gonna be pissed..."

You're assuming pissed means angry and... not what you were thinking before.

You smile at him, "Yeah... Pissed..."