My Itty Bitties

10. A Game Of Chess

Chapter Summary: returning home from Pixis' office with newfound information, you experience the most oddest game of chess ever.
Chapter note: I have absolutely have no idea how to play chess. I tried looking at YT videos but,, I got distracted by swap!Papy theme.. so.. uh, here??
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"If you touch his arm, he's gonna dust. Which.. is like dying to ya humans."

"Then what the hell do we do? I don't want to leave Edge and Blue like this. It looks like it hurts." You pouted, growing frustrated from the situation. Hange frowned, walking over to wrap her arm around your shoulder and gave a comforting squeeze. You bit your lip and brushed her arm off of you, feeling disgusted with yourself.

"If only I woke up hours earlier they wouldn't have been hurt. They wouldn't have met Levi and go through stuffing in a box." You shook your head, the weight suddenly gone as Sans appeared on the desk, near Edge as he examined the fracture. You bit your lip and looked away. Feeling the heat rise around your nose and eyes as you fought back the tears that threatened to fall.

"Surely, there is something I could do." Pixis asked, his gaze on you before turning to the bitties on his desk. A displeased frown on his lip. "I may not...know magic, but I do know bones."

"Look, doc, this is hazardously different. One wrong move and Edge 'ere could be a pile o'dust." Sans spoke, glaring over his shoulder but softened at your glassy (colour) eyes. He sighed and dropped his arm, swinging it softly before shoving his hand into his pocket. A very small crinkle sound came from his pocket as he took out a slip of candy, barely held together with the wrapper in place.

Hange sighed. "Cutie, it's not the time to enjoy candy." She spoke, tightening her ponytail and rubbed her chin. Thinking about what she can do with small magical beings. "Could antibiotics work? Edge's fracture might catch an infection if it's exposed too long."

"We aren't like you humans." Sans spoke up again, slowly unwrapping the candy with a keen eye. "I doubt ya heard 'bout monster candy, so i'll tell ya the short version, or what I can." When he finished, he handed half of it to Edge and the other crushed half to Blue. The two eagerly took the halves and threw it in their mouths. You blinked away the tears, finding it mildly embarrassing that you were on the verge of crying.

"Like monster food, monster candy is made with healing properties that can heal damage to the SOUL. Monsters, by all means, aren't like you humans." He spoke, his attention shifting from the three humans in the room before locking on yours. You pursed your lips, nodding slightly to encourage him to continue. He sighed and looked back at Pixis and Hange, seeing as they were in some kind of medical field while you were just a simple caretaker. At least, for now.

"We are made of magic and dust, our magic is what keeps us from dying over and our SOUL is the very culmination being of us." He hesitated, looking up at you and slowly walked over. His hands no longer stuffed in his pockets but clenched in front is his chest. A small blue blush dusting his cheeks as he stood in front of you, gesturing you closer and you did without much complains.

"...our SOULS aren't as strong as humans. One lethal strike and we'll be nothing but a pile of dust. But, if we're lucky, we can survive the FIGHT and leave badly wounded. Not physically but from our SOUL—we either go to a healer or eat monster food."

He looked up at the other two, his back faced towards you. "Do..do ya follow?"

"Kind of.." Hange muttered, repeating his words from her own mouth and theorized. "This is just a guess, but since a SOUL is your whole being, any physical attacks could linger..until healed?"