A Casual Walk
Chapter 2
‘Too bad this show is a one way street.’ I thought.
It closed its eyes. At this point I just stopped worrying how it did the things that it wasn’t supposed to be able to do with its face anymore, only because its left eye lid began to glow and show wisps of blue… is that what magic looks like? Before I could ask what the hell was going on; it raised its left hand that was covered in the blue wisps. Its palm was facing me. I felt something inside me tingle. It was strange, like a vibration in your being. I looked down and saw something glowing in your chest. I looked up in surprise and horror at the skeleton. But it was grinning. It suddenly clenched its fist and made a pulling motion.
I gasped. What the FUCK?! There was a tug at my chest and then a POP! It HURT, I saw the skeleton flinch too. Why did I feel suddenly feel vulnerable? Like I was naked for the world to see?! I glared at the skeleton, but it wasn’t looking at me. It was looking at my…?
“Why the fuck are you looking at my bres—,“ I looked down too to check if nothing was erm.. hanging out. But it wasn’t. No, but a brown heart shaped… heart that was glowing red, like blood red. I looked back up to see the skeleton glaring at me. It twisted its hand and suddenly the brown heart turned blue. “Wha--?!” someone took ahold of my arms and another tried to wrestle hand cuffs on me.
What?! Oh HELL no. Not until I did some damage! I put all of my strength into getting away. I kicked the person holding my arms in the shins.
“OWIE!”
I didn’t care, using the distraction I flung myself at the king grabbing my knife out if my boot as I went.
“pap! oh, hell no!”
Suddenly I felt super heavy and smashed to the ground. Head, meet ground. Ow…what the fu—
“you made the worst decision of your life lady.” Pink slippers appeared in front of my eyes. I couldn’t lift my head to shoot it a look. All I can see is the knife I had 4 feet from me.if only... Oh I can move, kind of. There was too much pressure. All I could do is skoot. It'll have to do...
“What do you mean?! Let me go! I didn’t do anything!” I yelled at it. I knew the way I held the knife that the cameras saw nothing but a struggle for me to get away.
“This brings me back to my next explanation of souls. The glow around the soul tells us moods or intentions of the owner. Red being Anger or Violence.” The King stepped back up to the podium, its eyes on me narrowing. “If you look at her soul currently, it has changed to a black glow. This means evil or deceit. Do not lie to get out of a failed attempt of murder, miss. It will do no good here.”
“Yeah? And how do we humans know if what you explain about souls is not lies?!” I asked in defiance. I'm so close to the knife now just alittle more...
“We have already told the right officials and they have conducted tests to prove if these facts are true or not.” The king replied.
Now I just feel like digging myself a hole… There got it! I discretely put it into my boot again. thank god everyone's attention was on the king.
“So, now, what is your name?” the king asked.
“….Becca.” I was curious if my apparent soul would change color if I told the truth.
It changed right when I began to say my name. A brown color, same as the hearts, glowed brightly around it. Huh.
“now was that so hard?” I knew where that voice came from. I still couldn’t move otherwise I’d glare daggers at the small skeleton. “Rebecca, huh? that’s an old name…”it commented.
“Becca. Don’t use my full name.” I growled.
“Beck-“
“NO.” I will kill that one. Red showed on the brown heart.
“jeez, kid. chill.” It stepped back a little bit as I felt an increase of pressure.
“Sans, Papyrus if you would please escort Becca to the green room? I would like to speak with her after the press meeting.” The king said.
“YES, SIR!” the taller skeleton looked uncomfortable stepping forward rubbing his hands together nervously.
“ok.” Shorty lifted his hand a little and some pressure was lifted off of me. “get up.”
I sat up and looked at it. “No shit?” It glared at me as I got up from the floor.
The king returned his attention back to the crowd of press that was yelling for a comment on the attack. You were promptly handcuffed and brought to the back of the stage. As you walked you noticed that the short Skeleton led you as the tall one followed. You looked around and saw many human officials and some monsters speaking and running around.
“so,” That’s it. It’s now dubbed Smol and the other Toll. It started to talk as we walked to wherever I was going to be kept. “what’s a pretty thing like you got ageist us monsters?”
“Tons.” I reply. I’m not telling them anything. Not even over my dead body. Pretty…?!
It laughs at the face I make at it. It’s flirting on purpose to get a high off of it, dammit. “that’s ok if you won’t tell me; but the king and queen will get it out of you. we’re here.”
I wasn’t paying attention before but now I looked around. We were right in front of the mouth of the cave.
“Absolutely not. I am not going in there. No.” I turned on my heel and ran face to face into Toll.
“NOW HUMAN, HOW ELSE WILL WE GET TO THE THRONE ROOM?” It said.
“You know your loud right? I’m right in front of you for god sake!” I replied.
The pressures back and I’m being pulled to Smol and turned around to face it. It looks absolutely menacing. Its left eye is alight with a blue and yellow ring and the other is extinguished and, well, dead looking.
It speaks quietly. I’m guessing so Toll won’t hear smol, it is using my body to hide its expression after all.
“two rules while you’re in my caring hands, Rebecca. one, I know it may be hard for you but, be nice. second, n e v e r m e s s w I t h m y b r o.” That last part really hit home. Both of its eye…lights? Went out and it had this menacing grin. It actually scared me. It chuckled and blinked, bringing back its eyes. “now, how’s about we mosey on our way down. oh, don’t look so grim. it’s better than being six feet under. though it is technically thousands of feet underground.”
….What? He didn’t just…? Oh god. He punned about the fact that they were literally skeletons dragging a soul to the underworld. Seriously?!
“SANS, NO!”
“sans, yes.”
“SANS, WE JUST MET THIS HUMAN AND YOU ARE ALREADY POLLUTING THEM WITH YOUR AWFUL—“ Toll stopped at the sound of my giggles.
Shit, no, I can’t laugh it! It’s evil for god sake! I’m here to kill their damn monarchs not laugh at their banter! I forced my poker face on. But it was too late, they saw.
“YOU LIKE PUNS TOO?! WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TOO?!” Toll yelled looking utterly distraught.
“you look constipated there, kid. just let it out.”
Oh my fucking god. I just walked into the cave. Just going to accept my fate and walk right into hell, laughing like a maniac.
“that’s the spirit.” I can just feel its shit eating grin following right behind me.