Sweet Mustard (honey mustard)

Shorts

I watch him as he walks out of the room. 

food... 

I haven't eaten in a while, a week or so?

it's hard to remember. 

I can't take any from him, it's too risky.

too many variables to consider.

I shift in my spot on the floor, getting into a more comfortable position.

At least he didn't tell me to follow him.

I feel the words that were branded on my humerous subconsciously.

'Property of Papyrus' 

Boss decided that just wearing a collar wasn't good enough.

"WE NEED A MORE PERMINATE SOLUTION. ONE THAT WILL LET EVERONE KNOW YOU ARE MINE. YOU'LL ALWAYS BE MINE," Papyrus had said. 

I wonder what he meant by that.

I hear the skeleton walking around the kitchen, talking.

He kinda looks like Boss. 

'es got sorta the same bone structure, he's shorter though.

He hasn't told me his name yet.

Maybe he doesn't want me to know. 

He probably wants him to call him Sir or Master or some gross shit.

I'll have to get out of here soon. 

Find Boss.

Wait...

There's no way he could've...

No one can...

Did he...

Dust Boss?

There's no way! 

I didn't see any scratches or scars on him!

My breathing speeds up.

That means either he's super strong or someone has been protecting him.

My eye lights go out as something crosses my mind.

Is he a slave?

I mean, look at the facts here. The voice in my head starts giving its opinion.

He didn't give you his name, so maybe he doesn't have one.

He doesn't have anything on except shorts, like you.

He got mad when he read your collar, which by the way he still has!

All these point towards the possibility that he could be like you.

Whether it's one way or another...

I close my eyes and shake my head.

If he is a "mutt" like me, then why is he here?

Maybe Boss got another?

But I do most of the chores, what would he be used for?

Am I not good enough?

Of course I'm not.

Where is Boss?

It looks like it's getting dark.

He maybe he's running late?

He's usually cooking dinner by n-

My eyes widen.

There is no way Boss has allowed ANYONE to cook for him.

I get up and start running down the stairs to stop 'Shorts'.

Shorts obviously doesn't know how bad Boss can get when one of his rules are broken.

I get to the kitchen and stop in the door.

"WAIT!" I shout as I'm hit with the smell of something sweet.

Shorts is standing by the fridge and looks at me with a confused but happy face.

"What's wrong?" he asks raising a brow.

I walk quickly to the oven and shut it off.
"You can't cook! We'll g-get into trouble!" I explain frantically.

I start looking around to find a place to hide whatever he just cooked.

"Uh, why? And by who?"

I look at him, dumbfounded.

"We're not allowed to c-cook without Boss's permission."

Shorts just sighs and turns the oven back on, "Eh, I doubt I could get into trouble for doing something in my own house."

I freeze and start to shake as me eye light look down to the floor.

I was wrong, he's not a mutt.

And I just told him what to do...