Royalty : Mafiatale :

Chapter 16

I couldn't believe my eyes, seeing the same creature from before. Was this child something to do with the creature? Was this the reason Sans was so nervous? Did something happen in the past that caused the skeleton to be as shaken and stirred as a cocktail? I tried to shake off the deep feeling of fear, seeing Sans study me from the corner of his sockets before turning away back to his papers. He seemed to be in a deep concentration, tapping his skull with his bony fingers as he scribbled on sheet after sheet.  He seemed to still be in his nightwear, not bothering to dress himself despite the morning being half over. I rolled my eyes, the skeleton still meeting all expectations I had of him though I didn't dare tell him. Who knew what powers monsters had? I sit back into the couch, taking a deep breath as I yawned loudly. Sans did the same, my yawning seeming infectious to the skeleton, then again, it could have been a sign of his laziness. The silence in the room was calming, therapeutic even. Nothing was happening, just like normal life. For a second I forgot that this house was even owned by monsters, it all seeming like it had in my world. My heart relaxed, my soul pulsated softly. Everything was perfect in that mere moment, as perfect as a newly bought gun. Unused and untainted by the blood of the masses. I closed my eyes, trying to keep myself awake knowing I had food waiting for me. A thumping arose, not from me ind you. It was coming from the distance, noting that it came closer with every passing moment. I opened my eyes, wanting to be ready in case something was to happen, anything could happen in this world.

" Sans! Get dressed, Undyne is on her way! " Papyrus entered the room, flustered and panicked. Whoever this Undyne was, he didn't want Sans' appearance to disappoint her and despite my knowledge of her I would have wanted to stay on her good side for now. I looked over to the short skeleton, somewhat pleadingly. He sighed, standing from his old wicker chair slowly and making his way out of the room. I turned, hearing Papyrus sigh loudly. I wondered for a second who this Undyne character was, hoping that she was somewhat as friendly as the skeletons. I soon got y first inclination, a loud sound erupting from the hallway.

" Where are ya Papyrus?! " 

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