Roses are Red, Gunpowder is Gray (Undertale Fanfic)

Shadows

You only realized that you had been staring at the computer screen for too long when your eyes started to burn. Hours spent trying to decode legal jargon from the seventeen and eighteen hundreds probably didn't help. You sucked in air between your teeth when you checked the time on the computer.

Cons, you definitely missed dinner and it was probably dark out. Pros, you could avoid the skeletons for a little longer...which...you shouldn't be doing at all. Leaders didn't avoid problems, they faced them. It was just a little harder when one of those faces was hard to look at without hurting.

You could deal with that in the morning. Reset, try to engage with them more instead of hiding in the study like a coward. For now the most important thing was food and sleep. Despite most likely being the only one up you still made sure to check your hair and smooth out your dress before shutting everything down and leaving the room.

The manor was dark and quiet, which was preferable as you made your way into the kitchen. Joffrey was used to you being occupied at odd hours so you knew to look for your dinner in the fridge. Guilt twisted to life in your stomach when there were seven trays in the fridge instead of one. You grabbed yours, debating going up and asking if they had been invited down for dinner, but in one last act of cowardice you decided to leave it, and just ask about it if they came down to breakfast tomorrow.

You ate, rinsing the plate for Joffery to clean in the morning and walked upstairs slowly so that you didn't slip on the dark stairs. Pausing when you got to the top. Your room was on the opposite end of the house from the servant's wing, So you had no reason to turn that way. It was a fight not to do so though, as you took a deep breath and walked to your room without looking back.

You were probably being paranoid, strangers in the house making you more nervous then you would have normally been...or the burning weight you felt on your back really was from being watched from the pitch black hallway.

Their eyes were glowing lights right? You couldn't miss them in the dark. You tried to soothe yourself, but you didn't want to turn around and find out, not even glancing to the side when you got to your bedroom door.

Tomorrow you could be braver.

At least that was the plan. Until you woke up choking back tears, the voices from your dream echoing in your head.

"T-they said they were gonna cut off my fingers and mail two to my mom and two to my dad." You cried, three day old mascara running down your face and joining the blood staining your dress.

Blue cringed before forcing a reassuring smile for you. "H-HEY, THEY PROBABLY WON'T REALLY DO THAT."

"I dunno...the big one is really mad that I keep biting him." You sniffled.

Blue tried not to snicker, but he had mentioned that he thought it was a bit funny since the monsters in the cages around you couldn't fight back at all. "FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH, I REALLY DO THINK IT WILL BE ALRIGHT...I MEAN JUST LOOK AT YOU, SOMEONE WILL COME SAVE YOU." He had assured you while leaning against the bars of his cage and for the first time you wondered who would save him.

You wiped your eyes, deciding on some light foundation to cover up the dark rings that were starting to form there. You spent a while getting ready in the morning. Because you were getting dressed one handed obviously, you had to be presentable...you weren't stalling.

You didn't pick a dress that buttoned up the back because you knew it would take you forever, it was because the black collar and buttons lining your spine looked nice standing out against the white of the dress. You added a string of pearls because they looked nice, and not because the clasp also took forever...