it was a cold monday morning around 5:30 or 6:00 Am, I got up from my bed giving a stretch... I'm always up before everyone... well, sometimes. I walked to the kitchen pouring me a glass of water, I heard footsteps creaking from the stairs, I watched from the side to see who this would be..... oh?
Cross Had looked over at me confused "uh... hi?" he gave a chuckle as I straightened up
"hey cross!" I was a bit nervous.. me and cross haven't formally talked, he's a new member to our group.. he's only been here for 1 week... I shake my head looking at cross.
"So.. why are you up?" I asked.
"I could ask the same for you..but, I just woke up with a need for a drink" He responded with a gentle smile "same for you huh..?" His voice was really soft yet deepish... I laughed " pretty much, hey wanna hangout? I Kinda wanna get to know you better, after all the group seems to be hogging over you like you can't do your job..." Cross chuckles "I know right... but sure i'd love to... killer correct?" I gave a nod. "I hope we become good friends!"
"I hope so too."
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Tied To a Knife (A Kross [killer!sans x cross!sans] Fanfiction)
FanfictionCover/art Doesn't belong to me but belongs to @ProductionRoxy on twitter. TW: Graphic, blood, pills, cutting. Killer: A female skeleton, age: 28, height: 4'7 (cannon height), has a weird connection with knives... bothers cross alot.. she manages to...
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