✔ Undertale, Christmas Party x OC

Chapter 4

"HE'S LYING!"  Geno screeched dramatically.  Mikaela just pat the softball doggy that had jumped from Gaster's arms and into her lap with a quiet 'hoi'.  Stretch calmed Geno down, Reaper continued to rile him up, Sans defended his honour and Mikaela just watched, pet the doggo and pinched Reaper's second cup of Starbucks.  Where he got a second?  She didn't question.  But he had paused from drinking it, so she stole it.  He didn't complain.  But this did not go unnoticed by everyone in the room.  They just didn't bring it up...they were surprisingly frightened by the God of Death.

"So...you're new."  Stretch noticed the Reaper God.

"Yup."  He continued to type away on his phone.  Mikaela took another sip of the Starbucks before Reaper stole it back and took a sip of the coffee.  "Reaper Sans.  I kill people by touchin' them.  It's kinda my thing."  He lazily grinned, typing on his phone to find memes to beat Mikaela's memes.  The meme wars between the two never ended.  Mikaela leaned against Reaper once the doggo left her lap, and she pulled out her phone after it 'binged'.  She noticed the Kermit the frog meme and decided to find a good Star Wars one to retaliate it.

"Mikaela's touching you..."  Stretch noted.

"Mikaela's immune."  Reaper simply explained.

"How?"  Sans questioned.

"Nobody can figure that out."  Geno huffed, grumpily.

"Besides, nobody can die in the void."  Reaper simply explained once again.

"Geno's a good example of that."  Sans laughed.

"Fuck you."  Geno growled.

"Here, I'll show you."  Reaper grinned evilly at Sans.  Then he touched Sans' face.  Sans looked traumatized.  Reaper moved back and Mikaela giggled, resuming her position leaning against Reaper.  "Told you."

"If he dies when he leaves this party," Mikaela looked up from her phone, "I'm telling Papy."  Reaper met her gaze with confidence.

"Looking forward to it."  He giggled deviously.  Everyone stayed together for about ten more minutes until Geno was sober and on his feet, and then they all went their own ways.  Mikaela looking for a blueberry and flash of colour she saw a moment ago.  Then she felt a bony arm wrap around her shoulders and pull her close to a glasses wearing broski.

"Wassup, bae!?"  He pulled Mikaela closer in a side hug.

"Not much, Fresh!  Wassup with you!?"  She asked in the same excited tone, slinging an arm around his shoulders in a return of his side hug.

"Just this totally radical party!  Bae!  I dunno what I would've done if you hadn't called me!  All the good gossip and rad people at this party has spunked the place up!"  He grinned, tilting his glasses to wink at her, before fixing them up.

"Oh?  Do tell, my good broski."  She chuckled.

"Well, I overheard the rad Sci and Sans in the kitchen earlier, talking about you my rad duddette."  He began.

"Me?"  She tilted her head.

"Radical right?  I overheard everything at this party, and these bros totally want to pick you up."  He picked her up and sat her over his shoulders in a piggyback stance.  Considering she was light as a feather compared to these skeledudes.  She giggled, completely used to Fresh's personality after a few years.

"Totally radical, broski!  But, you know how he would react to hearing that."  She giggled, not at all noticing the annoyed glares from Sci nearby.  Geno saw the interactions and couldn't help but chuckle lightly.