splintered bones --undertale grimdark--

signs

" It's just one of those days" i tell myself, walking down the street like i normally do. it's a routine really, i dont work on Thursdays and Fridays, so may as well get out and enjoy the sun while its still spring. the sky was bright and blue, not one cloud to be seen, and it seems people and monsters like it this way. the streets where crowded at this time of year, flowers are sold, nice fresh bread ready to eat, and the best of all; i can talk to my friends.

monsters have been free for about 3 years now, and today is the best day, because its the monster fair!- oh sorry, let me introduce myself!

my name is paint.
i'm a skeleton, a monster.
i'm about 20 years old and female, don't ask how that's possible.
 i'm also not very tall

i'm wearing my light brown scarf, a large bow at the back, and paint stains all over it
a pastel pink vest, gloves and boots.
blue pants and to top it off, a little strap along my chest for storage!



this is not my world, i dont have one, i just live in a void i paint in. i have friends, other beings like me who have no world to live in. i just visit other aus, in this case, im meeting with my friend, her name is jam!

i'v been invited to her house out of the blue, not sure why, but im happy to see her after a while

i skip along the pavement, waving to passing by monsters and humans. biding them i good day, smile on my face. ((-- " i wonder what jam is doing, why did she invite me over?"--)) i ask myself, i slow my skipping to grab a book from my satchel, its more of a diary, just jotting stuff down. random things that happen, not sure. maybe i can make a book someday?? 

as i start walking towards the meet up area, i spot jam, walking out of a store, she was holding ropes, fabric and a few manikins, also along with scissors and a few pins, ((-- "thats odd, she's creative sure,, but. never seen her use those. who am i to judge? its jam for Pete sake" --))  i walk up to her  "hello jam!" she jumps, " OH!- . . oh . . hello paint, ya caught me walking out of the store ey?"   "yep! whatcha up to? new hobby?"  "yea, its really tiring, but its fun"  "oh . . "  tiring? thats an odd way to describe it. "so whats the hobby?"   "i like decorating cake, and making clothes"   "wow jam! thats amazing!" my eyes seem to light up, this is a really big step for her. im so proud! cant wait to hang out and make stuff with her!

we lead closer to the spot "wanna go strait home? the fair gave me lots of ideas, i dont wanna loose em"  "of course!" i know how that feels, loosing an amazing idea, so, we turn away and start walking towards her housing estate.

once at jam's house, it was getting dark, the fair still in sight on the hill we stand on, the lights make the sky bright like a rainbow. she had been really quiet during the walk  "jam? your feeling ok?"  "w-what? oh, yea im fine"  "oh ok "  before i could say anything else, she quickly unlocked her door and let me inside, it was a nice house, two story, white. the kitchen was on the right, it had cupboards and benches around the back, and one at the front with chairs, it was made so you can walk around in a circle. on the left was the living room, a large couch went from the corner and around the two walls, the tv was on the wall next to me. last but no least, the hallway, there was a staircase in the middle, it was about wide enough for both of your arms and up the top was an open room

"wow! nice house jam!"  "thank you, its a bit messy, sorry. i um . . . was trying to get rid of some bugs a few days ago and forgot to pick all this up"   she just sounds . . . exhausted 

im worried now, she's not acting herself  "take a few breaks from your hobby, you look over it-" "NO, I NEED TO DO IT" she cut me off so suddenly, i jumped. we looked at each other for a few seconds before she walked away "i'll get you some blankets"  ((-- ok . . that was weird, she is not herself, i should help her out--))

---- moments later -----

"your bed is ready"
her voice seemed kinda dry, like she had been talking non-stop for a week.

" um . . thank you, hey are you ok? you said you where fine, but . . . you look horrible"
"i said im fine ok? im going to make dinner, turn on the T.V and distract yourself"
thats an odd way to put it, but i do as she said and pressed the on button

" thank you kim for the news about the new wildlife. on a more serious note, crime has died down over the past week, and citizens have started going missing, due to the resent kidnappings that have taken place. police are still on the hunt for any suspects, recently, police officer rex had gone missing, if you see anything suspicious, contact our number" my sitting position changes from a slouch, to a sit up. the buzz from the news reporter had opened my eyes and caught my attention. this story gave me a few shivers knowing there is a kidnapper on the loose " hey jam, did you hear that?" "the kidnapper? yea . . its been going on for a few days. really interesting  . . . . now get up here and eat up!" her voice sounded a bit more cheery, i smile and get off the couch, walking over to the kitchen.

"mmm!~ lamb chops! "   "i hope you like them, i had them cooking once i left home a few hours ago, slow cooked to perfection!~ " "well i better start digging in!"  i take a cooked bit of lamb, and start eating. the taste was amazing, perfect seasoning, perfect flavor. 100% the best food ever!

cough . . . . cough . . . cough cough!    

my air . . it stopped working . . . i . . cant breath! 
my throat becomes tight, and i cant breath at all. i can only make faint sounds using my lips. terror overwhelmed my body and i try hard to cough whatever it is, out " j- . . . . a -m"
she just stare, in shock? does she think im playing a game?

 I CANT BREATH 

after about 20 seconds of no breath, she finally gets up and hits my chest a few times, helping me cough up what was stuck in my throat 

COUGH . . . COUGH COUGH! 

" thank . . you" i choke out 
"are you ok? what was choking you?" "im  . . . not sure" i look over the table, seeing the small white bit that came out, i pick it up and examine it . . . . a bone?  "it was a small bone"  "o-oh im sorry i didn't help faster, i-i was just . . shocked, its never happened before" she seems kind of calm about it. still worried, its best not to worry me back, i understand

"well . . thank you" i say, relieved about breathing again
"i'll put this in the fridge, we can have it tomorrow" with that, she packs the dinner away, and puts it in the fridge. yawn "im tired" i say to her. stretching my body and arms. this makes me flop onto the couch "we should go to bed then"  she smiles at me and starts upstairs  "night paint!"  "good night jam!" i smile back, tucking myself into the blanket on the couch

eyes droopy, i get my diary out and quickly write down what happened today

------- DIARY ENTRY #1 --------
today i was invited over to jams house, it was fun, we had a chat and watched t.v, i choked on food, but she saved me. jam is the best, she seemed tired, but i hope she gets a good sleep . . .

- paint