You Have Love

As Reaper made his way home, he couldn't help the scene that played over and over inside his head. He was used to pleads of mercy and being put down because of his "job," but for some stupid reason, this victim got to him.

"You... You dirty murderer! How could you do this!"

The previous mother screamed in a broken voice at him as she held her deceased, bloody, and now pale son in her arms.

"I didn't even get the chance to say good bye! You let him die alone! HOW COULD YOU!"

Reaper's black eyes stared at the weeping creature, showing no emotion at all, as he felt was the easiest way to get the job done. But it was getting harder and harder to do so.

"If I let him live any longer, he would have suffered greatly. I gave him peace, please understand."

However the former mother was having none of that, she was stricken by grief.

"No, YOU understand! Do you have a-any idea what it's like to have your only son taken from you? NO. YOU. DON'T."

Reaper immediately thought of Goth. If anything ever happened to him, he would be a mess. The lady then continued to speak through her sobs.

"I would trade places with him, b-but then he'll be without a mother, thanks to you! So..."

The lady laid her passed son on the snow and stood, her head bowed.

"Take me too..." Her voice was quieter now, but still hollow and shaky. Reaper took a step back, but she started to walk towards him. "Give me peace, please. "

She spoke desperately, but Reaper knew he couldn't reap her yet.

"I'm sorry," He spoke, emotion started to show through his voice. "I can't do that, even if I wanted to. I'm sorry..." Reaper spoke genuinely, and the former mother stopped in her tracks, glaring daggers into Reaper's eyes.

"You can take my s-son, but, you can't take me?! You're worthless! You cruel bitch! I bet you like seeing this, don't you? I bet you laugh with glee when you're done killing someone's whole family, watching the one survivor suffer for the rest of their days! You make me sick, you bastard! You have no love! Why don't you go kill your family too! Unless you already did that."

After she finally finished her ranting, Reaper felt like he was just brutally murdered by Chara. He didn't have the energy to remain in an emotionless act. Instead, he teleported away, not sparing a glance at the lady.

Once he made it to the front door of his shared house with Papyrus, Geno, and Goth, Reaper silently went through the door and snuck his way to his room. Closing the door behind him, Reaper leaned against it and slid down to the floor. He hugged his legs to his chest as warm tears started to build up in his eyes. Reaper laid his forehead against his knees when the first tears fell. His cries were muffled by his cloak, trembling, he recapped on what the former mother had said.

'You have no love! Why don't you go kill your family too! Unless you already did that.'

It was such a horrible thing to say! Reaper never felt glee in his job, and would never even think about killing those he loved. The idea of murdering Papyrus, Geno, and Goth in cold blood was enough to make him break. Reaper couldn't control his cries anymore when he broke into sobs. Her worlds echoed in his mind

You have no love

You have no love

You have no-