Misunderstandings
Sans was in the hospital for about a week. His soul and physical body needed to recover.
Since his boredom was a trial, he tried to occupy himself by counting the cracks in the ceiling. But it was always the same number.
So he resulted in seeing patterns in them. His boredom only increased. He was eventually permitted to watch the tv, so he immediately switched it to the news.
A pretty female reporter, buffeted by the wind, was shouting into the camera.
“Crazy wind, up to 50 miles an hour, both today and yesterday, and it’s about to get worse-”
Sans changed the channel to another news channel, where there was a picture of Nighthawk trying to push a camera away as a male reporter said, "Is this alleged hero actually a villain?"
Sans' eyes widened, and he sat up.
"To you, Fiona."
The camera cut to a girl Sans immediately recognized. It was the girl that interviewed him days before.
"Yes, Carson, this modern day superhero is said to have been unhelpful to the community."
Sans' face twisted with a scowl. This wasn't true!
Fiona's face was not showing any signs of nervousness like she was when she interviewed him. She looked confident and sure.
"A recent conference with Sans, a monster in the police force, has stated that he thinks Nighthawk is stealing the jobs of the police." A picture of him that was taken on the day he was accepted into the Police Force was put on the screen.
But that interview happened almost a month ago!
Sans glared at the screen. After what happened last night, he didn't think that she was that bad anymore.
She saved his life, for Asgore's sake.
She was everything but a villain.
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Crash!
Aurelia stared at the screen, which projected a young reporter talking about her. About what someone stated about her.
Her mug of coffee, which she dropped out if shock, lay broken and forgotten on the floor.
She felt betrayed. No one had ever talked about her on the news that way before.
Me? A villain? She thought, and sat down on a chair beside her counter. She had the T.V. where she could see it when she prepares meals.
Aurelia had just woken up from a short doze. And this is what she wakes up to. The very monster she had defended a week before, talking as if she had done something to damage the city.
She saved someone for God's sake. What did she do to deserve this?
Nothing. Absolutely NOTHING.
She snatched the remote off the counter and angrily shut off the T.V.
She thought that he was different. But clearly, Sans was just like the others.
Ungrateful welps.
She slammed the remote back on the counter and got to her feet with an irritated huff.
There was a rustle above her and she felt gentle aviary claws grip her shoulder.
As she turned her head, Tobias nudged her cheek with his beak with a gently coo.
She smiled sadly and stroked his head.
"I'm ok, Toby boy, I'm a little sad is all..."
Tobias nibbled her ear gently. She left him on her shoulder as she opened her door to the basement.
Tobias nestled his head into her long, blonde hair and spread one wing to cover her head.
Aurelia wonders if he is more human than she knows.
She sat on her stool and stared at her wings in their glass closet sized case.
Why did she try? All of the citizens are going to hate her when they see the report.
Hell, they might even try to get at her.
Like Cree.
Damn, Cree! She forgot all about him.
"I have to go, Tobz. I have to find Cree."
Tobias gripped her shoulder a little tighter, but he didn't break the skin since her shoulders were bare due to her Crop Top.
Aurelia sighed. She got up and walked to her case but Tobias refused to move.
Aurelia rejected her anger.
"Hm." She began to think out loud. "I know I've been gone a lot for the last month and a half. How about you fly with me tonight?"
She knew it was a risk, but she didn't care. She had left Tobias home alone for a while. He needed her; he was isolated.
He screeched and flapped his wings.
That was his way of saying yes.