Cross's POV
{Saturday, April 20, 8:43 PM}
I was running through the woods. From what? I myself, have no idea. Just a couple of minutes ago I was upstairs arguing with one of my younger siblings, my adoptive father trying to break us up. Until I heard a window shatter.
"What the hell was that?"
"Do not curse in front of your brothers."
"Whatever. Should we check out that shatter?"
"What shatter?"
"I just heard a shatter Dad! I think someone broke in, we have to go call the police or something!"
"...Not we, but I, there's a phone downstairs I'll go call the police, you all stay up here."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife for protection.
"But-"
"No buts Cross. Stay and look after Papyrus and Chara. If something goes amiss, I'll scream."
He started to walk towards the door and slowly opened it, "If I do scream though, take your siblings and run as fast as you can to the police station."
"But D-dad-, there's no way we could run all that way- that's like a good 5 blocks!"
"If I scream Cross. Promise me you'll run to the police."
"I-I- you k-know I don't do well with promises...but I...I p-promise."
"Okay...I love you all."
He clutched the pocket knife tighter and closed the door quietly.
"C-cross...?"
"Yes..Paps?"
"I-is Dad going to be okay?"
"God Paps, I really hope....but I honestly don't know..."
My brother looked down obviously showing that that wasn't the answer he was looking for. But the thing is I never liked lying to my siblings, so I was always had blunt honesty. Maybe that's why our real Dad hated and left us. Our old dad was harsh to us, and eventually, when he got sick of us he put us up for adoption, I was 5, and Paps was 3. Chara isn't related to me and Papyrus, for he was human and Papyrus and I were skeletons. But our new Dad, Michael loved all of us equally. That's why I respect him so much, even though Papyrus and I are skeletons and he and Chara are human. He still doesn't treat me and Papyrus differently than he does Chara.
I saw Chara fidgeting in his bed and looking really worried. Chara is only two years younger than me and is currently 16."Cross, are you sure we should go to the police? Like, cant we just beat the crap out of the person who came to our house? It would be four of us against one or two of them." "You heard what Dad said, I promised him we would go to the police."
We stood in silence for a couple of seconds, until Papyrus spoke, "What if Dad....doesn't scream? What if the person was too quick and Dad is knocked out as we speak...?" Chara and I looked at each other. "Both of you start climbing out the window." "What?! Cross what are you thinking?!" "It's better to be safe than sorry. If Dad's alive we will know, tomorrow and by informing the police, so start moving!" Chara started to unlock the window and Papyrus helped, I locked the door in case the intruder was walking up the stairs. "I knew getting a phone for my 16th birthday was a good idea! I could have informed the police myself!" "Zip it Chara! Nows, not the time to be complaining about life right now if we might have a 50 year earlier visit with God!" "Or hell-"
