Cold Bones Embrace (UTMV X OCs)

9| Frankly Mr.Shankly

•Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask you are a flatulent pain in the ass, I do not mean to be so rude. Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly.•

|PLUTO|

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(Authors Note: Whoo boy I have a lot to say about this chapter. A lot of further meaning Is put into small details and some crazy connotations.) 

Pluto was tired. He barely had the energy to drive home, but now he was expected to go out and grocery shop for himself? Preposterous.

In all honestly he just wanted to complain about how many people he had to deal with today. He couldn't even keep the names straight in his head. Epic was about the only person he remembered and that one guy. Gods he was starting to dislike every time he encountered him, it was like he was everywhere, just trying to piss him off. 

So he refused to remember his name, it was some semblance of revenge, that and almost punching him each and every time. 

He stepped into a shitty rundown Walmart on the edge of town. It was less crowded, and less known. He almost flinched when he saw two skeletons running down the aisles with a cart, but it wasn't anyone he knew, thank the gods. 

"Hey buddy," someone spoke, drawing out the words until Pluto just wanted to curl up and die in a shopping cart. 

"Gods fucking dammit," He pulled a cart out and started to drive it away, yet Fell didn't seem to leave Pluto alone, following him with his hands in his pockets. 

"What do you call a skeleton with no friends?" Fell had a shit eating grin on his face and Pluto swore that he was just enjoying seeing him suffer, "Bonely!" 

"When will you leave me alone??" Pluto was exhausted, almost begging, though he couldn't help the smile he tried to force away. Frowning even harder than he was. 

"Ain't nobody gonna rib us apart," Fell burst into hearty laughter and Pluto even cracked a small smile before frowning again. 

"That was utterly terrible, never make a pun again you numbskull," Pluto barely stifled a giggle before tossing a few things into the cart.

 Fell fell dead silent. 

"Was that.." He paused, and Pluto had to physically stop himself from socking this guy in the face, "a pun?" Pluto hadn't even caught himself and now he felt utterly stupid. 

Fell's eyesockets seemed to glitter for a moment, he took in a deep breath, putting a hand to his chest. "What are you doing man?" Pluto had to question him, he was so confused, so terribly confused, he didn't know why Fell was here, why Fell kept finding him at places, why Fell even tried despite some blatant hostility. 

"I'm just..." Fell sniffled, drawing in another deep breath, "So proud of you. Your first pun." 

"Alright, whatever," Pluto spared a glance at Fell once more, "You do you." 

If he had been more observant of his surroundings, Pluto would've noticed the strange group of skeletons and one other leaving the store, but he was more focused on the incessant hum that the stores fridges made, and the other incessant noise that existed within his presence, Fell. 

"So why do you decide to follow me around every time you find me?" Pluto asked, not even sparing a glance at the skeleton beside him, who suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. 

"Are we not- I thought we were- oh no," Fell stumbled over his words a moment before something clicked in that empty skull of his. 

"You thought we were friends?" Pluto was hellishly confused, "With how shit we are to each other?" apparently skeletons could blush, as Fell was bright red as a cherry with how embarrassed he felt.