[Ch.17]"I really don't care," "Yes you do,"

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I looked around, Not seeing the Boss' I then walked into the kitchen to see if he's there, Nope, I saw a staircase, and went up it, I looked around and saw multiple big double doors or just doors, I saw from the corner form my eye, a Plaque that says 'Library', I rushed in, and Lo-behold I saw boss.

I I walked eerily quiet and sat behind, "Sup Bossman," I say, leaning against him, "Hello Killer," He replies, "Is the rest of you here?" He asks, not looking up from his book, I hummed a 'yes', and he hummed in in satisfaction.

Soon, I fell asleep.

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I was walking with Dust and Cross, When we saw Killer run the stairs, at the mention of Boss, Dust signed "Simp" to me and Cross, I snorted "Definitely," I responded and Cross was acting Stoic, but you could see the amusement in his eyelights.

The others in the room looked worried. We just waved them off, I smelled food, so I went into the kitchen and saw Classic Papyrus cooking. "We decided the originals should keep their names due to this being their au," I nod my head to that. It seems reasonable.

"Uhm..Is no one gonna question, how the knife addict just... ran like his life depended on it?" Fell asked.

After everyone came upstairs, of course, "I HAVE TO AGREE, THIS SEEMS TO BE AN NORMAL THING IF THERE NOT REACTING TO IT, ITS STILL WORRYING." Boss, Fells brother.

Dust shrugged, Cross didn't even bother answering. I didn't care, Dust then went to leave when Fell went into his way, "Hey. Where are you going?" He demanded.

Dust glared at him through the darkness of his hood and shrugged, then continued. Fell grabbed onto his sleeve? "We ain't done talking, yet. So why not wait. And let us ask you guys some questions. And you're going to answer." He roughly said, Dust grabbed onto his wrist.

Cross and I didn't even bat an eye at the rough crack that was heard, Dust then looked behind him to see Fell cradling his wrist in his other hand.

The others looked at Dust, not getting in his way as he went, probably to go find Killer and Boss. I sigh, "I wouldn't get in the way of 'em, Killer and him Spar one time a week, and he almost wins," I said.

They looked at us as if we were crazy.. which we are.

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