Why

Chapter 6

BLUE

I had just walked with Red to the steps of his house and now he was trying to send me home. A thing I didn't have at the moment so I was begging Red to let me in, and the great Blue never fails.

"Go home, Blue. You are not coming inside."

"Please Red. It will only be for a little bit."

"No."

"Where am I supposed to go?"

"How about, home"

"How about, let me in?"

"No."

As Red said that he slammed the door in my face. I sighed and rested on the steps. After a few minutes I got up and peered through the window on the door. I saw Red in a kitchen looking for something in a fridge. He glanced over at me and sighed. I smiled and moved away from the door then just as expected the door opened with Red saying "Fine you can come in since you want to so damn bad." See, I never fail.

Inside Red's living room there were gray walls, bright red carpet, a TV, and black couch across from it. For some reason there was a table right next to the front door.

"Papyrus isn't home so you can chill on the couch and watch TV, or can play a video game." Red stated as he walked into the kitchen. I followed Red into the kitchen and asked "Who's Papyrus?"

Red turned around and answered "Ugh... You never stop asking stupid questions. Papyrus is my brother."

"You have a brother? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I don't like going around telling people about my life."

"Who's the older brother?"

"It doesn't matter because Papyrus is the better one, now go in my room!" Red nearly screamed the last part. He started to push me out of the small kitchen and up the stairs before I had a chance to ask 'What makes Papyrus the better one?'. As we reached the top of the stairs Red barked "My room is at the end of the hallway, go in there and don't follow me since you're just gonna ask useless freaking questions." his voice had an edge of steel in it sending a cold chill down my spine. That pun was not intentional.

I briskly walked into Red's room and sat on the filthy unmade bed along the right wall. I looked around at the colorful posters hiding the walls. Most of them were of rock bands or dragons breathing fire or something hardcore like that.

I glanced around the grubby room. The floor was littered with red, black and grey clothes and random pieces of trash. The ironic part that there was a empty trash can right next to the computer desk in the corner.

I decided since Red let me in his house I should at least do something nice for him. So I started to pick up all the trash on the floor and put the clothes in the dresser, revealing the dull charcoal colored carpet. After I organized Red's dresser I started to make his bed when he walked in.