Better Left Unsaid

Chapter 4

Red woke from his sleep, "WAKE YOUR LAZY ASS UP!" his brother, Edge, yelled. Red groaned, and slipped off of his broken down, greasy mattress. Slipping on a dirty yellow sweater he snatched up his jacket. Heading down stairs he saw his younger sibling's clavicle, it was covered hickeys. The older sibling grinned cheekily, "Have a fun night with Mettaton, bet it was a BALL ." Edge stopped in his tracks, a blood red blush covering his cheek bones, " but she's alright, got a TIGHT  sense of style too." Edge slammed his fist on the counter, "BROTHER, WILL YOU STOP WITH YOUR INAPPROPRIATE PUNS, THERE FUCKING HORRIBLE!"

Red broke out into a hysterical laughter, angering his brother even further. A glass plate was thrown, making contact with Red's skull. He clutched it, glaring at his brother, his left eye light glowing a fierce bright red. Before long the brothers were in an all out brawl, magic attacks flying through the air. Adding to the many holes in the wall, Shouts and curse were shared until the two were left panting. Staring at one another from either side of the room.  Huffing, Red fixed his jacket, "We should head out, or Undyne will have our asses." Edge grunted a sound of approval,"YES, I BELIEVE WE SHOULD LEAVE." 

Both brothers stomped through the snow, glaring at anyone who dared to glance their direction. Red plopped onto his stool at his sentry station, tapping his clawed fingers against the old splintering wood. After what felt like an eternity, he pulled out his phone. Sending text after text to Nova. All were read, but not responded to.  Red slammed his phone on the counter, what was Nova so pissed about. The argument could've been avoided if Nova just listened.

But no, he had to be different, had to be independent and leave Red to worry if he was okay or not. The red eyed skeleton sighed, pinching his nasal ridge, why was it so hard. It wasn't so complicated with Blue, but then again, Blue had been cheating on him with Dust. Sighing, he laid his chin on the counter, if he couldn't smooth things over with Nova, he'd nap and think of a solution. Tapping his fingers, he fell a sleep.

A couple hours later, someone was tapping his shoulder. It was Hickery, Swapfell Papyrus. "Yo, wanna take a break?" Red chuckled, "Yeah, need a good drink 'bout now."