Chapter 8- Who Are They?

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(~Your POV~)

My legs feel weak. My eyes never leave him. "P-Papyrus." I choke on air. "You.. know who I am?" His orange pupils scan me up and down. I fall onto my knees, cold tears falling down my face. My magic disappears as well as my strength. I can't breathe.

'No.. It can't be him. I'm hallucinating. NO nO NO!'

"This is a-all some s-sick joke." I say faintly. Even if it's a trick in my head, it's surely a harsh one. I haven't seen Papyrus in over ten years. I watched him leave this world. Not only that, I scattered his dust at his funeral. I was convinced that I'd never see him again in this life. Now, here he is, alive.

His voice takes a serious turn. His cautious eyes glare down at me. "Human... Who are you?" He demands. I can't answer him. How do I freaking answer him?! It's all too much.

'I can't-'

My breathing speeds up and yet I can't find air. I can't stop. I can't breathe. My body trembles violently as I start to hyperventilate. My hands claw into the snow path and my head hangs low. I get tunnel vision. My soul is completely overwhelmed. It's too much to bear.

'It's not real! He'S GOnE, Y/N!'

The edges of my vision begin to blur as my body loses oxygen. It hurts. Everything hurts.

(~Honey's POV~)

I stay where I stand. At first, I have to fight something in my soul for wanting to be beside her. The human has gone into a panic-induced meltdown. This is the first time an adult human has fallen into the underground, and yet she somehow knows my name?

'The king didn't tell her anything, did he?'

I flinch when I hear the screams of children, "MAMA!!!!!"

'Heck, there's more of them?!'

I turn around as two boys run past me. My soul skips a beat on account of seeing two skeletons, not humans. They likely sensed their mother's soul in distress. That or they heard her scream earlier,

'If that's even their mother. How is it even possible? Sans and I are the last ones...'

At least, that's what I thought. "GET AWAY FROM HER!" One of the children yells at me, his eye sockets sparked with high amounts of orange magic. The second child is more attentive to the human, hugging her head into his chest and speaking urgently to her. This one appears to have her soul trait, his eyes a dull shade of (s/c). Both of them look at me in fear. I'm still trying to wrap my skull around this.

'The human knows who I am. She's not the kid. She has two monster kids with her that claim she is their mother.'

The first child with orange eyes yells again, trying to intimidate me, "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER, YoU... You.." The second begins speaking, "R-Roman, i-i-is that...?" I start to get a little freaked out.

'Why is everyone looking at me like I'm some museum exhibit gone wrong?'

"The human and I were just having a friendly chat, that's all." I state. I was so focused on the kids, I forgot about the human's current condition. She suddenly slumps forward, losing consciousness and falling into the snow. Both boys scream in terror.

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