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When I finally reached the abandoned apartment I sighed in relief. I missed this place...I thought to myself as I walked through the open door. I reached the entrance to the room I set up but when I opened the door the top hinge fell off setting the door a little awkward. I didn't have much here, just some sheet covered furniture, some matches, and a half working radio. I walked over to the piano in the middle of the room and set myself down, dropping my coat and tie on top. Then, i started to play...

Suddenly, I heard the door open and I stopped playing. You've got to be kidding me! I thought as I rushed to the roof. How did those brainless skeletons find me! I rushed to the top and looked behind me. "Hey there C, how are things?" This is not what I expected... I glared at the person angrily and clenched my fists. "Your not welcome here and you know it Frisk." They took off their hoodie revealing a kid just a little younger than me with short brown hair and brown eyes. "Yeah, I guessed you'd say that kind of thing, but I need help..." "Ha!" I said sarcastically. "Why on earth would I even think of helping you after what happened, you got me in a lot of trouble, shorty..." "*hmph* I told you not to call me that, and to answer you..." She opened a case in front of me showing me what would be over 60 grand. "So, seems we're back in business," I said as I looked up at her. "Whadda ya' need shorty?" She growled. "This will actually help both of us." I smirked. "Oh really? How so?" "I know it's not in your line of business, but I need you... TO ASSASSINATE THE SKELETON BROTHERS." 

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