Just One Night

Shrouded

It was bright. Too bright in fact. Despite the cheerful sun, everything else about this day was turning out more and more frustrating by the second. The humans filtered along the streets seemingly unaware of their surroundings, barely taking notice of changing streetlights, the god awful buzzing chatter or the fact that a killer walked amongst them. Although, they would have no way of knowing since he took extra care to cover his tracks and months had passed since he had the opportunity to strike.

Pushing his thoughts away for the time being, he focused on the task at hand. He still had a job to do, one of the utmost importance, the orders came directly from Asgore himself.

As he shuffled through the crowd, his mind replayed the same scenario repeatedly.

As soon as the impromptu meeting had ended, Asgore pulled him aside and gave him a run down of his plan. At first he had a hard time believing what the goat was saying. It was so uncharacteristic, but then again nothing about their current situation was normal. The seriousness of his words made him stiffen and harden his gaze, "Are you sure? I'm not arguing the guy's a prick, but are you willing to go through with it?"

The goat father rubbed his temple with a furry paw, "Yes, I'm certain. We cannot afford to let anything happen to her. She's already been through so much.." he trailed off sadly.

Sans couldn't help but feel pity while staring up at his father-in-law, his normal sapphire  orbs had dulled, his eyes sunken and dark due to his lack of sleep. He slouched ungraciously and allowed himself to lose the regal air he carried. It wasn't hard to see the damage his heightened stress had caused, nor could he ignore the pain in his eyes. Their king was desperate, anxious, and running out of options.

"For now, observe him. Keep watch and report back to me. He's up to something, and I want to know what."

Sans nodded as Asgore sank into the royal throne, wearily holding his head up by an open palm, his gaze hardening with authority, "Now this, my son, is something that must absolutely remain between the two of us. No one else may know, do you understand?"

Another nod.

"Good. Your task is simply reconnaissance," When Sans went to speak, Asgore held up a paw effectively silencing the skeleton, "David cannot be trusted. The man is foolish and rash, it will be his downfall. Until we know what he is planning, we cannot take action. Now, head to the surface and shadow the mayor, speak of this to no one, and report back to me at the end of each day, sooner if necessary."

The goat father beckoned him closer, dropping a small discreet phone into his open palm, "We will use these. It is only to be used if you find any incriminating evidence." He held up his own phone, "When and if you inform me, make sure you destroy this device. I'm not taking any chances."

Sans stayed quiet, but agreed silently. Without waiting for any more instructions, he went home to his wife, more than pleased with his mission.

He still was to this day. The mayor was up to something, and he was determined to find out. Nothing would come in the way of his family's peace. No one would harm them, or he would just have to break every bone in their stupid bodies, starting with the mayor.

Sans huffed and pushed his way past a group of college students idly chatting on the sidewalk. Stupid kids were taking up half the path! The loud curses and rude remarks were swiftly ignored in favor of following his target. The mayor had taken a break, really just an excuse to go to a five star restaurant and fill his gullet, and was now maneuvering his way back to the city hall with relative ease since his two bodyguards practically cleared the area. For him however, Sans was stuck slipping in between bodies and trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible.