Day #1// Bullet holes

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Geno's POV
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I sat at my desk, looking over the files of Reaper Renrik. This bastard has killed hundreds of innocent people! How was he still out there? Hes fast,that's how. And smart. He has the Death Touch on his side, so no one can touch him. Suddenly an alarm sounds. Great. I shoot up and stick my gun in it's holster. I may only have a ninth of a soul, and a giant bleeding gash on my torso, but I am best goddamn cop on this force. And every emergency matters. "Genocide CQ!" A voice calls. I wheel around, "yes cheif?" I ask. "This emergency... It's Reaper"

Reaper's POV
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Great. Just great. All I wanted was to stroll in the park, but nooooo. Some random guy recognizes me and grabs me, on the bone. And whoopsie. He's dust. Now I surrounded by police. Why does this happen EVERY TIME I GO OUTSIDE?!
A bullet through the arm snaps me out of my thoughts and I hiss at officer who shot me. This one I learned is Geno. If he was a criminal I would love to go out with him, he's good looking. But now thanks to him, I have a bullet hole in my arm. "Shit!" I curse " Hey Asshole! That fuckin hurt!" He looks taken aback. I surge forward to him. Everyone backs away. "How would you like a bullet in your arm!?" I yell. A cop jumps in and grabs my cloak. The cloak keeps him from dusting, but I whip around and touch him "boop" I laugh as he dusts. Another bullet flies past. "You really have a death wish dont cha buddy" I growl. I reach out like I'm gonna touch him. Then summon my scythe. I flip the gun out of his hands. "Mine" I point it at the skeleton. "This might be more fun~" I smirk. He looks at me with unwavering bravery. A few tears well up in his sockets, but still he stands brave. 'maybe a little MERCY for someone so brave' I think. Quickly I empty the bullets from the gun, and throw it to him. "I'll see ya soon cop" I wave the bullets at him as he scrambles to reload. I telaport away before he can fire

I appear in Reapertale. Life's garden. "Tori!" I call out. She runs in "Death?!" I nod and grip my arm "I need help with bullet holes "

3rd person POV
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Geno sat in his desk chair, trying to figure out why the Grim Reaper himself would spare him. Suddenly he started coughing. His gash burned. He grabbed a bottle of pills from his desk and toke two. Soon his coughing calms down, and he leans back in his chair, trying not to groan in pain. Another officer noticed his distress and alerted the cheif. "Geno?" The cheif calls to him. Geno looks up, and tries to stand. "Y-yes cheif?" He asks. "Take a break officer" chief Asgore tells him. Geno nods and grabs his stuff. "Thank you sir" he says. And walks out...

~ meanwhile in Reapertale ~
Death winces at the cold healing magic that flows from Life's hands. "So how'd you get this wound?" Life asks suspiciously. "Well, I wanted to go out for a walk and this random mortal guy recognizes me and grab me. Unluckily for him he touched my bone, so he dusted" Death starts. Toriel raises her eyebrow at him. Her hands were very carefully above Reaper's arm, not taking any chance of touching him. " I not finished, relax. So then the cops arrive. And there's a big problem with me relaxing. So some cop shoots me. But instead
of dusting him, I SPARE him!" Death puts his head in his hands.
Life finished the healing. "Who is this officer?" She asks.
"His name is Geno."

Geno's POV
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I lay back in the chair of the café. Sipping a frappecheino. ' why in hell did he spare me?!' my thoughts cloud. The 'Grim Reaper' himself spared me. I frown and grip the bridge of my nose. A mocromatic skeleton sits down by me. " Heya Geno, what's on your mind?" They ask. "Nothing Cross, what about you?" I ask. Cross shakes his head . "Ya know, dealing with the destroyer." He says. "It'd be nice if you told me where him and Nightmares gang are" I plead. He shakes his head "Sorry, I won't betray boss and Error" With that he disappears in a flash of black and white. I'll never get answers out of him.

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