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Something has got to be horribly wrong...you have not been harassed by either of the two skeleton brothers for the past 3 days now. Honestly at day 1 it was a nice and very welcomed break, but much as you would hate to admit it you did surprisingly enjoy both the demanding and entitled Sans’s and even the ‘no such thing as a personal bubble or space’ Papyrus’s company, but they could honestly be a bit too much for you at times. They had both been so much worse in the beginning but become leagues better after a bunch of ground rules had been put into place. Which was why you had become rather worried when you still had not seen or heard from either of the bone bois on the 2nd day, heck you had even shot them a text to see what they were up to which was usually responded to right away by Sans and whenever Papyrus did manage to get to his phone.Day 3 you had finally gotten so worried you had even...ugh you hate to even admit it...but you had contacted Undyne. After a long while of trying to talk about something other then anime or ‘that smexy dino monster’ as she so eloquently put it (god you swear you could hear her drooling over the damn phone) you finally got the information that you had been searching for, she had not seen either of the brothers for the same amount of time as you. That lovely bit of information brought you to frantically start calling everyone you know, even going so far as to contact Queen Toriel.No one had seen the brothers for about the same amount of time as you which is why on the 4th day you had began looking around for them, checking their house, workplaces and just about any place you can think of that they would be at. Well almost everyplace. You had been avoiding Papyrus’s ‘secret’ lab which he does not know that you know about (Undyne really can’t be trusted with information), but you were there now some time around dusk. Or at least you were standing in front of it trying to figure out how the hell to break in. The place looked like a warehouse with an extra thick metal door that you’re not too sure was even made to be opened which, with Papyrus’s teleportation ability you would not be surprised. As you began running your fingers over the metal door that was rusting in areas checking the door for anyway to get it to open your observant ass finally spotted an old key pad, the kind where you had to put the correct number in before the door would open beside the left side of the door about where your head reached (god do you need glasses?).Oooohhh man now that makes things easier, grinning a bit to yourself you jogged real quick to your car that you had parked along side the building before opening up the trunk and began digging around the absolute disaster zone before pulling out a small flat tool box from under a mess of some old school work papers from your college. Closing the trunk you headed back over to the key pad with the box before placing it on the ground and opening it up and pulling out the first flat head screwdriver that you could find. Sending a quick thank you to your amazing step dad who taught you how to do quite a bit of electrical work as you pried the box protecting the wiring off and began to cut and reattach a few of the wires with the help of a few of the tools in your handy little tool box (might want to toss some electrical tape in there next time, you’re not too happy with those exposed wires). All in all it took less than 20 minutes before you heard the door unlock but not open, grumbling to yourself you glared at the door before quickly realizing that you could use the big screw driver to help pry open the door. After plucking up the screwdriver and jamming it into the crack of the door and door frame chipping off some of the rust as you did so, you then pushed your weight to the left on the screw driver forcing the door to open just enough for you to slip your fingers through the cracks and pry the door open enough for you to slip inside and kick your tool box in with you as well before leaning on the inside of the door to close it.Once the door closed with a rather loud ‘wompth’ the realization that there was very little light in here was rather frustrating but easily solved with the lovely little flashlight function that your phone had. Once that was turned on allowing you more light then the soft and almost nonexistent light that was coming from some cracks in the roof that showed you some vague shapes inside the room, you slowly panned the light across the wall looking for a light switch of some sort, but all you found was one ripped out of the wall and hanging kinda like the cover box for the key pad that you had messed with. After sending it a glare as if it had insulted your grandmother you let out a huff and began to explore the room.As you weaved your way through piles and piles and heaps of metal and other such things you realized a few things. The first being that this very much was a warehouse considering it was all one room with the exception to a little room off to the side that held screws and other such small bits second that no one else was inside this building. Perhaps this place was not really Papyrus’s ‘secret lab’ but instead some place he stores his spare materials? Or worse yet...this was not even a place either of the brothers own (god damn it Undyne! Here you were thinking that the fish sticks could be trusted!)? Just as you’re turning to head out of the place before the police showed up to arrest you for breaking and entering whoever poor soul’s place this is you hit something that has some give to it and smells smokey and like something else that is surprisingly familiar.You make a noise of confusion as you attempt to step back only to be stopped by who ever it was that you just bumped into placing a hand on your shoulder (oh god, how did they get in here?! Were they here all this time!?). Before you even get the change to open up your mouth to sputter out apologies the other person wrapped their free hand around your throat and began to squeeze as they chuckled when you immediately latched onto their arm to try and get them to let go as you struggled to get air into your lungs.“Wrong choice of places to break into, sweetheart.” Damn, you wish you could spend some time to admire this stranger’s deep voice but you were kinda being chocked out at the moment and black spots were quickly pricking at the edges of your vision before taking over the rest of it, just before you passed out your stupid brain decided to finally pick out just what that other smell you picked up off of this stranger and ask a question about why they smelled like it just as their breath fans over your face as you pass the fuck out. Why the fuck does this person smell like fucking mustard?
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Oh wow ok then, did you go drinking last night? Possibly to help cope with the stress of missing and possibly dead skeletons? Because damn does your head hurt! Groaning you turned to the edge of the bed and began blindly reaching around as delicately as you could for some pills and the water glass that drunk you thankfully always leaves for hung over you, but sadly your searching hand failed to find. What you had found out instead as you searched was that it was not a hangover headache that you were dealing with but a neck and lower head pain. Now THAT realization sure was one way to shake sleep off quickly followed by the realization that this was most definitely not your room. In all honesty, whatever bed you were in had a really crappy mattress with some sort of rough sheet. You really hoped that it was clean at the very least, considering the fact that you could see very little thanks to there being no light in the room. Welp time to fix that problem, letting out a soft groan as you sat up and silently questioning to yourself why the bed was so low to the floor while lightly holding and tenderly attempting to massage the area where the pain seemed to be coming from as you slowly shuffled with a hand out in front of you till said hand hit the wall and began skimming along the wall blindly till you finally managed to locate the light switch and flipped it. The one light in the room turned on as soon as the switch was flicked but sadly did not seem to want to immediately turn on to its full blindingly bright glory that it should have, instead it gave you plenty of time to slowly take in your surroundings as you tried to figure out where the hell you were and what the bloody hell had happened. As your eyes skimmed along the room you discovered very little other then a new looking bed that somehow still managed to kinda look grimy (ew...you were In that!), some trash Seemingly thrown everywhere along with what looked to be about 4 different empty bottles of mustard. As you lightly kicked one of the empty mustard bottles with the toe of your foot just to see it skip across the floor before stopping short of hitting the other side of the very small room your eyes widened as a mixture of fear and anger quickly took over you as you recalled just what had happened. Ok so why the hell was whoever that was in one of Mutt’s...storage units? Was that what it was? No matter, let’s avoid that question and the confusion it brings and focus on the feeling of anger, because once you found whoever it was that seemed to have just knocked you out...well you were going to be giving them a piece of your mind. Loudly. Giving yourself a stiff nod as you gather up your wits and anger you quickly marched to the door and swung it open before stepping out and looking both ways down the hall to see if anyone was there before taking everything in. To the right there were 2 doors across the hall and another door right beside the one you had just exited, further down the hall was a wall signaling the end of this hallway. Welp That sure did make deciding where to go easier. Your legs made quick work of reach the end of the hallway, thanks to the long and purposeful strides you made before arriving at a set of stairs. Grabbing ahold of the railing you began to head up them before freezing just as you reached the top of the stairs and immediately began to feel regret at what greeted you. Just as you reached the last step someone coming down the left hand hallway was just about to round the corner when the both of you spotted each other and froze, him looking at you with a mix of shock and confusion and you mirrored that look while looking at him wide eyed in shock and a growing sense of fear as you booth took the sight of the other in. Whoever this new person, or more accurately skeleton monster, was they were really tall, heck probably around Pap’s hight! And like most monsters, his choice of clothing consisted of the colors black and red. Black skinny jeans with a red belt holding them in place and some sort of black crop top like armor shirt thing that left his spine completely exposed, the outfit was completed by a rather torn up looking scarf. Also like most monsters from the underground he had a few scars from his fights, a few chips in his spine were visible along with two long claw marks over his right eye socket. Said scar over his eye socket was empathized even more when his original look of shock quickly began to turn to what you assumed was anger and the red pricks that made up his eye lights narrowed in on you. You did not pause to ask if he wished to share his feelings with you and instead chose to listen to the fear making your chest tighter and bolted down the opposite direction when he began to reach for you. Wisely ignoring his enraged shout for you to stop in favor of quickly taking the first turn that opened up in the hallway all the while mentally questioning what the hell you had been thinking. You were just basically kidnapped and your first thought was to track down your kidnapper and yell at them? Oh yes, that was such a smart choice. Shit shit shit! Ok think about that later! By the sounds of the rapidly gaining footsteps behind you whoever the bloody hell that was seemed to be gaining on you and the adrenaline that was currently pumping through your veins was doing little to help you put more distance between you and them. Holly fuck, just how fast was this dude?! You have very little time to even think that thought before your right shoulder was roughly yanked back by the hand that had placed itself there before another hand wrapped around your throat and shoving you against one of the walls in such a way that you hit your head hard enough to cause you to see stars. Your body immediately began to claw at the hand that was pressed to your throat keeping you pressed against the wall while also cutting off a good deal of your air flow in panic, all the while struggling to gasp in more air than the small stream that was allowed through your constricted windpipe. All the while you struggled to breath you hardly noticed as your new captor slowly dragged you up the wall to the point your feet no longer touched the ground until your face was finally leveled with his own. “ALRIGHT HUMAN, THIS LITTLE GAME OF ‘CHASE’ OF YOURS HAS COME TO AN END, NOW YOU WILL TELL ME EXACTLY HOW YOU BROKE INTO THIS SECURE FACILITY!” From what you could see from your rapidly blacking vision whoever this was was glareing at you as if waiting for a response, well fuck that! They were choking you to the point you could hardly breath and were beginning to see black spots. If things continued you were probably going to pass out shortly. Actually scratch that, quickly. Since you had not responded they had applied a bit more force to the pressure on your throat causing your panic to turn more to anger. They wanted a response so badly then why the hell were they pressing in on your throat!? Lifting your chin a bit higher then it was you locked eyes with him, or you focused in as much as you could with your now fading in and out again vision on the red dots you assumed were their eyes and gave them what you hoped was your biggest ‘fuck you’ look you could muster at the moment. Your feelings all seemed to kinda numb out as you await your death, you just wished the aching in your chest and everywhere else would go away as you finally began to black out all of the way, hardly catching the sound of confusion the skeleton that was holding your throat let out as they released the hold on your throat and let you slide down the wall till your feet hit the floor again. When you came back to all you could really sense was the smell of Papyrus’s BBQ sauce and the smoke from his dog treats. But the feeling over everything else around you soon came back when you felt the hand on your belly of who ever was now holding you against their chest jerk back pulling you more forcefully against them as they turned causing you to let out a choked gasp from the pain. The grip of whoever it was immediately softened as you struggled to open your eyes. Oh no wait scratch that, your eyes were open you were just seeing a ton of black spots which were slowly but surely beginning to go away. At least you had enough sight to figure out that the one who was holding you to them was Papyrus. Relieved at just who it was and the fact that it was someone you trusted you relaxed back into their hold unaware of just when you had began to tense up, or when you had put both of your hands around the arm on your stomach to supposedly try and pry it away. “GIVE...MATE!” No matter how broken the voice was from your hearing as it slowly began to come back you instantly recognized it as the voice of whoever it was that had choked you until you had passed out. Which then caused your head to snap up and look in the voice’s direction. You could just make out the blurred color of red and black that you assumed was the one who had choked you seemingly being held down in place by an orange and blue blob. Making a small noise in the back of your throat in irritation on how long it was taking you to come to your senses you narrowed your eyes a bit and blinked to help clear your vision which worked surprisingly well, everything came back into focus minus some blurring around the edges and dark spots along the side of your vision much like whenever you wake up and are still really tired. As soon as your vision cleared the one who had choked you seemed to pause in his struggles with his sight fully on you. Was...Was he shaking? Before you had the time to question the small tremors you had spotted in his form he had lunged for you breaking out of the blue blob’s, which you now knew was another skeleton, hold and managed to get a step toward you before Papyrus let out a blood chilling snarl that made you tense up and was so loud you could not only feel the vibrations from his rib cage against your back but could also feel it a bit in the air. Or was it wisps of his magic that you were feeling? Well that question was soon answered for you not a millisecond before it had popped into your mind when the all too familiar feeling of everything being too close and yet too far, that typically accompanied one of Papyrus’s shortcuts before you both popped up in another room similar to the one you had woken up in. Only difference was there were a few BBQ bottles in a corner and the bed had a makeshift bed stand along with a clean mattress and fluffy blanket. You did not get long to look the room over before Papyrus sat down roughly on the bed dragging you down with him since you were still pressed up against him and he did not seem too keen on letting you go if the tight hold he had on your belly was anything to go by. Typically you would feel a bit of annoyance at being dragged down so roughly but considering everything you did not care too much. But you DID care for some answers. So you tilted your head back a bit and shifting your weight to one side till you were finally able to see Papyrus’s face and just how tired he looked as he gazed down at you. Well tired and pissed off that is. Unable to hold back a wince filled with sympathy for him and a slight spike of fear that he was pissed off at you. “Papyr-“ “Shush, not right this second. Got to check you over for injures and call…” He paused probably recalling that he had yet to inform Sans of what had just happened, something the both of you knew he would want to know. He seemed to straighten up a bit as he gave you a once over before nodding stiffly to himself as he pulled out his phone. He shifted his hold on you until both of his arms were on either side of you with his hands holding his phone in front of you allowing himself to text more easily and for you to see what he texted, which was more than likely not what he was going for. But that mattered little as you turned your head back to watch as he pulled up the contact labeled ‘m’lord’ and quickly typed in a few rapid fired texts. ‘Got our human
In room
Hurt
Come’ Your eyes widened as you felt a spike of trepidation at just what Sans would do when he got ahold of you because of the way Papyrus had worded things in the text. Not to mention what he and Papyrus were going to do to the guy who had choked you. Actually, on second thought that last bit you did not care too much what happened to that guy… you were honestly pretty freaked out by that and were feeling just too much of… well honestly you were just feeling too much, physically pain in not only your head but now neck and shoulders to. Not wanting to fully process everything that you were feeling you chose to focus on the Sans thing. “Papyrus! He’s going to-“ You cut yourself off when you saw the 3 little dots that pop up when someone begins to text a response back before they almost instantly disappeared. That can’t mean anything good for you.
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Hum...there seems to be some cracks in the walls or more specifically the paint you duly noted as you half heartedly listened to Sans who had started yelling/scolding you as soon as he KICKED THE DOOR OPEN. That was honestly not something that was too surprising considering he did that every now and then but it was something that still pisses you off whenever you see it (the poor door...the poor paint job...the poOR FUCKING DRYWALL!) But considering how panicked he had looked as soon as he had entered the room and had began to check you over you did not have the heart to fault him for it this time so you just took your punishment/lecture silently while still being seated in Papyru’s lap. That all lasted a short 7 or so minutes until you heard a bang.It was rather soft sounding and you were not to sure you had even heard it and would of probably written it off as nothing if it were not for the fact that Papyrus, who had been slouched over your shoulder slowly letting his healing magic soothe your aches sat up straighter as well causing Sans to take notice. He paused in his lecture, his eye lights flickering over the both of you. “Wha-“He hardly got a chance to get the word out fully before there was another much louder bang right beside the door coupled with shouting. You were easily able to pick out the voice of the taller skeleton who had manhandled you just a bit ago along with two others who seemed to be trying to calm him down if the more soothing tones they were taking on we're anything to go by...that and your pretty sure you heard one of them say something along the lines ‘just take a moment and calm down’. Sans’s face imminently turned into one of rage as he gave Papyrus a look that he seemed to understand considering he teleported out from under you, causing you to lose your balance a bit and almost fall onto your back before correcting yourself before reappearing near Sans. Papyrus then placed a hand on Sans shoulder before teleporting the both of them out of the room.The noises outside picked up as a sliding closely followed by a crash sound sounded from right outside the door to farther down the hall leaving you to assume someone had been thrown down the hall.Now you were not an idiot so you knew that staying in the room was the safest thing to do but… Sans and Papyrus were out there with whoever that tall and spiky fucker was. But the two could obviously handle themselves especially with the both of them there and you were not to interested in venturing out into any place other then this room other then perhaps your own room after everything that has happened.
Not to mention with all of the sounds of fighting and arguing happening outside you were finding this room all the more cozy all of a sudden especially with how you were beginning to lightly shake.Doing your best to not focus on everything outside you tried to think about you, or more specifically why you were not freaking out more. In all honesty you should be about ready to just up and have a panic attack if not already had 1...or 5. Perhaps being around Sans and Papyrus and all of the madness that came with them has toughened you up? Ah wait a moment...why was it quite all of a sudden…?Your nervousness at the sudden discovered silence forced you onto your feet and over to the door in a attempt to try and listen for any of the noises. Why was this sudden silence so much worse then the sounds of the fighting? What even happened? Were Sans and Papyrus ok…?At the sudden thought that perhaps the two could be hurt your hand was already on the door knob pulling the door open as you stepped out before you could even second guess yourself or to put it in better words, your mind could catch up with your body. As you did so you looked down the hall you were sure the fighting had been last only to see a group of skeletons your 2 bois included along with the one who had kidnapped you and the one who strangled you with a few others seemingly just talking.Now knowing that they were safe and your mind began to finally catch up with your body you were beginning to back back into the room as quietly as you could, not wanting the one who had strangled you to notice you. But luck was not exactly on your side today now was it? At least the one who you held the most fear towards right now toward was not the first to notice you. Instead that honor goes to the skeleton who looked like Sans but more calmer and in blue, who’s expression turned into a mixture of emotions you would have difficulties picking out (confusion? Happiness? excitement? Worry? Anger?). Unfortunately he had let out some sort of noise as he had spotted you causing the others to all turn and look at what he was looking at which is when all hell broke loose once more. You just stared wide eyed at them as some began to move as if they were coming to you, some trying to restrain the others and some just being frozen in place. It was around then that you wisely decided the once again close the door and just stare at it as your mind went blank trying to process everything. How long did you stand there just like that? A second? A minute? 5? No more then that at least? How ever long it was as you just stood there it was broken by the others voices causing you to try and listen in once more but with them talking over each other and the wall/door separating you from them it was hard but you did manage to hear little bits like. ‘Can’t keep us away’, ‘we have as much right’, ‘my soulmate as well’.As you were struggling to piece it all together another snipit of information came through causing a good deal to fall into place. ‘She is as much our soulmate as she is yours’.Were...were they talking about you? Were they meaning you were all of the skeletons that you had just seen soulmate? Where the fuck was your panic attack at right now? 2 was bad enough now you had what? 7?! Oh no you could already feel your fear turning into anger.But...You know what? Fuck being scared. Fuck hiding in this room. Fuck. This. Shit. You wanted answers about all of this right now and you were getting them now. So without further ado you swung open and leveled all of the skeletons who had frozen as soon as you had done so in the various positions they were of arguing with each other in with a glare. And through clenched teeth you spoke. “Sans? Papyrus? Whoever the hell you all are? I just heard some interesting information and I think we all need to talk don’t you all agree?”