Secrets Are Ba(n)d

Chapter 11: Cold Souls

The skeleton and the ghost stood, or floated, in what little silence the underground had.

"They're.. looking for you"

Papyrus could feel his soul ache at the worry in the ghosts voice, he prayed he could only explain himself a little.

"I know, and I promise I have an explanation-"

"That's who hurt you.. on that day"

Papyrus looked at them, slightly surprised, though it couldnt show through the torn mask mostly covering his face.

"I-I'm sorry I interrupted and I could be wrong" he faded slightly, trying to stay strong.
"But, she's really mean, and youre.. like me," he trailed off with small tears in his pale eyes.

"She- did she..?" Papyrus could see something familiar in the small monster. "..I'm sorry" he muttered, for lack of other words.

"You have nothing to be sorry for."
The small voice said, hardly realizing how badly the tall monster needed to hear those words. Swaying slightly as they floated to eye level, only then Papyrus realizing that they both were crying.

"I really must stop showing up like this.." Papyrus said with a rough 'nyeh heh', taking off the ruined mask and wiping his cheek bones dry.
"I was wondering, and it's alright if you don't want," Papyrus almost held his breath, "if you wanted to write that song?"

The wind whistled, Papyrus fearing it would blow away the delicate monster, when his worrying was interrupted.

"..I thought you'd never ask" though a figure of speech, Papyrus doubted the ghost didn't actually mean it.

"I don't know.. won't they get upset?" "Not if they don't know were talking about them!" Papyrus and Blook sat on the floor, snacking on a range of MTT brand chips.
"Oh.. you're right" they mumbled, erasing some things from a pad of paper and scribbling new lyrics in. "What about.. we have some strings first.. and add more.. as it.. goes on.." The ghost faded with the idea, just a little insecure. "That'sh perfecsh!" Papyrus said between chips, quickly correcting his rudeness.
"It can start all calm and unassuming, maybe even amateur, and then we turn it into a symphony!" Papyrus gestured with his arms, The ghost floating up and down with them, a small smile on their face. "That sounds wonderful..!" They look down the the paper, writing some notes down before flipping it to show Papyrus. "Like..this?" Papyrus could feel his eyelights ignite, quite literally sparkling. "It's perfect!! Blooky you lyrical genius you" His bones rattled slightly with the excitement, images of lights and a smiling audience flashing before his eye sockets, and beside him is..

"You're gonna need a costume!" He shot up with a smile, ideas slingshotting through his skull. "Oh.. and I may need a new one, nyeh heh" he glanced at the torn apart plastic in the garbage.
"Oh.. thats easy" the ghost said, glowing slightly before his face formed a flat mask, no markings included. "It's good, but we need some kind of signature, so monsters know it's us! Like a cool brand like Mettaton, or a symbol!"
Blooky floated in thought, or that's what Papyrus assumed, it was hard to tell with them.
"Something.. cool?" "Cool, yet passionate! Cold, but with emotion, soul even!" He paced around, a hand to his chin.
"What about.." The ghost trailed, the mask forming two teardrop shaped eyeholes, close enough to look like a monster soul. "It's fantastic! A perfect start" papyrus jumped, slightly amazed at the quick costume formed in front of him. "I'm thinking, something to do with cords, like electrical ones! And we can have lighting and all sorts of lights coming from them!" The skeleton pranced, visualizing a stage surrounded by adoring fans, bright lights reflecting on their amazed faces. "I could stop by the shops- or well, actually I'd need a mask or something-" papyrus stopped in his tracks, remembering he was a wanted 'criminal.'
"Done" Napsta said after the small rant, Papyrus turning his head to see that the ghost had wrapped cords around themselves, the ends dangling from him like a jellyfish's tentacles. Holding back a loud 'AWEE' at the bundle of nerves and cords, Papyrus smiled wide. "It's Perfect"



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(Sorry if it's a short chapter, but I did draw some art for it! What do you guys think about the costume? I've got some cool ideas for it, but I'm not 100% sure yknow? Also, I'm sorry if the photo isn't there, Wattpad seems to hate my artistic [autistic] skills)