The Call Of A Mute Heart

Chapter 30

Slowly opening your front door, you peeked your head to peer out of the small crack you made. Your eyes, quickly, scanned the right side. Nothing out of the ordinary. They moved swiftly to the left. Once again, all was well. They moved back to the right. There wasn't any change and you let out a silent sigh of relief. As quickly and quietly as you could, you stepped out of your house, closing the door behind you. Making sure that you locked it before proceeding any further. This was an odd change of events compared to the past few weeks but you weren't going to complain at your stroke of luck. Turning back around to head out to work, you let out a silent shriek.

"This is a lovely home you have here, Miss Songbird. It's a beautiful day outside, isn't it?" Asked the familiar grating voice of Koppel, coming from the person in front of you as you recovered from the initial scare. You promptly flipped him off while your other hand clutched your erratic heart. He didn't even appear to acknowledge it. "So... Would you say that Mettaton has a bias towards humans? It is true that he has worked with a lot of humans in his movies and TV show appearances but, when it comes to behind the scenes, is it true he treats them lesser than monsters? What about-" You tuned him out as your eyes narrowed into a distinct glare. He was rambling on and on with these distinct scandalous questions that would make Mettaton look awful if your answer could be twisted against him. Which knowing Koppel, he would find a way to do just that. So you did what you always did when he confronted you outside of your home, like he has been doing every few days for the past few weeks like a stalker. You kept your hands down and your mouth shut.

However, you needed to head to work and Koppel was currently preventing you from doing so. You tried to sidestep around him to the left but he blocked you. Still talking. Still ignoring him, you dash to the right only for him to cut you off again. The taxi driver that was parked in front of your house blared his horn at you and you gave him a distressed look. His bored expression was telling you that he didn't care about your predicament. You were on your own with the creepy stalker reporter. Trying to get around him a few more times and failing, your anxiety started to grow with your distress. You heard the taxi driver mutter a few curses before putting the car in drive and heading off. Tired of waiting for you to "Stop playing around." As the taxi picked up speed, you ran to follow after him but he was long gone. Your means of escape disappearing over the horizon.

Whirling on Koppel, you sent him a glare that could kill. Frustration filling your being right alongside your anxiety. Now you weren't sure if you could get to work on time. It was possible Sans might not be home, at the moment, and it would take a few minutes for the limo to get to your house if you asked Mettaton for help. He knew that you had an encounter with the infamous reporter. You had told him. That whole scenario of Mettaton kicking down the office door while carrying you to interrogate the security guards, as to how Koppel got into the studio in the first place, had you stifling a grin. It's a good thing BP has a bunch of doors in storage. That cat monster was prepared. Though, the fact that he got into the building was a problem and Koppel was now on every security guard's watch list. Yet somehow, it appears that he had found out where you lived. Thus finding another way to harass you. Why couldn't this guy just take no for an answer?! Better yet, why did he deem you the one to be able to tell him these things? Not that you wanted him to stalk Mettaton again, though you were pretty sure he was stalking you both at this point. Speaking of, Koppel had caught up to you. His mouth was still spewing questions and you just wanted to scream out of frustration. Why can't this bastard just leave you alone?!

"See you later, Paps! Maybe next time you'll actually be able to beat me at Texas Hold 'Em!"

"I DON'T THINK TACKLING YOUR OPPONENT AND HOG TYING THEM IS HOW YOU PLAY THE GAME!"

"SAYS YOU!" The loud heavenly voice of a wonderful fish woman cut above all the rambling that Koppel was throwing at you. Your eyes shot across the street as Undyne closed the door to the skelebros house and started heading towards the black sedan that her and Alphys shared. Hope surged through your being. You could get out of this AND get to work on time! All you have to do is get her attention! Undyne looks up just as she reaches the car and sees you across the street with Koppel. Or not. Luck was on your side today. She went to send you a wave but the clearly distressed look you had given her had her narrowing her eye suspiciously at the man in front of you.