Chapter 13

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Reader/ or any other sans that may pop up

Ink

ErRoR

Abbreviations:

- Y/N = your name

Y/N's POV:

Once I saw their big-ass castle, I started to have an internal argument.

Dang. I wouldn't mind living here, said one side of my mind.

But then I remembered: I'm prisoner.

But then I also remembered: I'm not going to die. Yet.

Then I stopped bothering to remember. It was starting to hurt my brain, and there's no point of thinking too much anyways. The present's the present. It can't change now.

I look at the back Error's head, glaring at it. They can't prevent me from doing that, now could they?

"aNoMoLy. We'Re HeRe," Error says, tilting his head towards the castle.

I stay silent, just nodding. Now that I took a good look of this place, I notice that this place is empty of everything except the castle. It's also quite quiet...

"HeY. i'M tALkiNg tO yOu. diD yOu BeCoMe MuTe Or SoMeThiNg?" Glitchbitch snapped.

I direct my attention towards the skeleton, and gritted my teeth. First, he kidnap me, and now he want to go ahead and be an asshole as well?

"Yeah, I'm mute. What are you going to do about it?" I said, literally spitting each word out of my mouth.

"YoU wAnT mE tO tiE yOu Up AgAiN?"

We were about to throw some hands when Horror stopped us, "Don't start fighting now," he shook his head, "Cross wants them alive. Plus, I don't want to clean up after your blood-" he pointed a hand at me, then at Error, "or your dust."

"TsK," Error clicked his tongues. Wait. Tongues?

I looked again, confirming what I saw. Indeed, the Glitchbitch had not only one, not two tongues, but five blue tongues. And I thought that the fact that he's a skeleton was weird, but five tongues? That's a whole another level of weird. Who knew skeletons had tongues in the first place?

Error caught my eye, "WhAt?"

"Nothin'," I smile innocently.

Error looked away, muttering something along the lines of: "wEiRd AnOmaLy," and "iT's BeCaUsE i'M jUsT tOo CuTe..."

I snort, but nobody notices, good grief. I already have enough on my plate.

We trudge on in silence for the rest of the walk. Now that I'm up close, I see that the whole entire castle is just straight-up black, and its aesthetic is just like Nightmare's.

Since we're so close, I am now starting to see three figures: Nightmare, a skeleton with with goop dripping out of his eyes, and another skeleton. He was wearing a fluffy sweater, similar to Fell's, but instead has a black and white color scheme. The only thing that seems to be colored is this red scar under one of his eye. This skeleton was strange, not because of his physical appearance, but there's something about him that's off. He looks... familiar?

The fluffy skeleton seems occupied, and talking to air. Is he delusional or something?

However, something's telling me that this skeleton is actually sane, although I don't know what. I guess it's the fact that he is sending me some 'cool' vibes. Maybe that's it?

As we got closer, the skeleton stopped having a conversation with oxygen and carbon dioxide molecules, and we caught his attention.

His eyes widened, staring intensely at me. Yup, this man's crazy. I don't care what vibes he gives, but he's crazy.

He started to walk, with each step speeding up his pace. When he was only a few feet away, he was already running.

The skeleton jumped on top of me, embracing me. After a while, I hugged him back awkwardly. He doesn't seem intent on brutally ripping my guts out, so I think I could safely assume he's Cross.

"Y/N..." he muttered.

What. The. Fuck?

A/N: I'm sorry I posted late ;-; School's killing meeee


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