Sans pulled me along different corridors, and while I tried to keep track of them for future use, I soon forgot them as there were so many.

I was so confused as to how one could have such a huge house. I mean, it was insane as to how big this place was. How did the Crimson Thorns even navigate their way around this overly sized building?

Imagine yourself being put into a massive maze, like the maze in 'The Maze Runner', yeah? Okay, think how lost you would be. Now times that by 100; that's how I feel.

Okay, maybe I'm over exaggerating, but it's pretty damn big!

After an agonizing time of me trying not to fall over (yes, I have bad balance), we finally arrived at an oak door, with the large words 'PAPYRUS'S ROOM' printed on it, along with a drawing of him and Sans standing next to each other. At the bottom of this drawing, there was a small signature done in curly handwriting, saying Papyrus.

I quietly chuckled at all of this, it just seemed so – Papyrusy.

Sans sent me a warning look, and I knew that even though he acted fine with me just before, he still didn't trust me. With good reason too, though, as he had already found out before that I would rat them out if I escaped.

But, as I thought this, I felt a strange pang in my heart, like someone was squeezing it.

I was perplexed at this, I wasn't hungry or anything. Maybe I was just getting sick, but let's sincerely hope not.

I brushed these thoughts from my head as Sans opened the door, striding in, still gripping my arm tightly.

Papyrus was pacing around the room with a stiff spine, and he looked really worried.

Sans looked at me accusingly, as if I was the cause of his distress. Which I was.

As soon as he noticed us though, he stopped, running over to me and wrapping me in his arms.

It was a strange sensation. His arm bones stuck into me, but it was oddly comforting. I felt safe, like nothing in the world could ever hurt me. And I hated it. I hated that I felt at ease with a person (skeleton) who played a part in the taking of me hostage. Why was I starting to feel this, was I crazy, or what? I'm sure it's not normal for a captive to be feeling this comfort from their capturer.

And I was puzzled to why Papyrus was hugging me. I had literally only met him today. And here he was enclosing me in his arms like we were siblings, or best friends.

But I didn't happen to miss how Sans had moved closer to us, his eye once again flaring blue. I easily filled in the blanks. He was scared of me somehow hurting his – well, I dunno, maybe relative?

This knowledge, for some unknown reason to me, hurt. That he thought I was going to injure Papyrus.

And so I pulled away from the warmth that Papyrus somehow emitted, putting some distance between us.

Papyrus didn't react, but I could see Sans visibly relax.

"Lexi!" Papyrus shouted, breaking the heavy silence that had descended upon the room. "You had me deeply worried! I'm such a terrible skeleton. I was meant to be watching you, but then you escaped and were put into danger! If my brother hadn't gone after you I don't know what I would have done!" Papyrus sobbed, covering his skull with his hands.

I was partly shocked, and partly annoyed. Shocked that he was that worried for my well-being when we had only just met, not to mention they were brothers, although that did explain their similarities. Annoyed that he thought I was in danger when I escaped. I mean seriously, I've been living out there just fine for seventeen years! If anything, I'm in more danger here then anywhere else.

But, I contained my anger. It was impossible to stay annoyed at this innocent skeleton. Well, I had to remind myself, he wasn't exactly innocent, as he was part of the Crimson Thorns. But, he sure was better then the other members.

"I'm sorry, Papyrus, but I just really want to go back home to my family, you know?" I said, putting on an upset tone. It may be a lie, saying I wanted to go home to my family, as they lived in a whole another place and wanted nothing to do with me, but he didn't have to know that. "You understand, right?"

I fake wiped away a tear, and looked up at Papyrus.

He stared down at me apologetically, and conflicting emotions ran across his face. "I-I can't, Lexi. It would be better for the both of us if you stayed here."

I held his gaze for a few seconds, before pivoting on my heel and storming out of the room.

I half expected them to come after me, and was surprised when they didn't. But I was glad that they left me alone.

I wasn't going to bother trying to get out of here right at this second. I was too tired, and I felt dirty. Good reason, too. I hadn't changed my clothes for a day, and hadn't showered either.

There was the problem of not knowing how to get back to my room, but I decided I didn't care. I'd find another room and be done with it.

So I walked blindly around for a while, looking for a door that wasn't locked.

Yep, they locked practically every door in this god-damned house/building.

This door? Locked.

What about this one? Locked.

Here? Nope.

While I searched I got the urge to break something. I was just so annoyed, why out of everyone in this world did I get taken? I must have the worst luck.

As I walked past yet another locked door, I saw a priceless violet vase sitting on a small table, and I really wanted to succumb to that breaking urge.

So I stopped at it, before taking it in my hands and throwing it to the ground. I then continued to kick it, breaking it into smaller pieces at each kick. I was very glad I was wearing heels, as it protected my feet from the sharp pieces, and even helped to break it into miniscule parts.

Once I was satisfied with my work I stopped. I felt strangely a lot calmer then before, but I was still mad.

I mean seriously, who wouldn't be infuriated if they were taken from their quiet, peaceful life and chucked into a foreign, chaotic one? Who wouldn't be furious if a dangerous gang who could kill them with their pinkie at any time took them? Who wouldn't be downright outraged if they were locked up in a room and and denied their rightful freedom!?

Okay, I take it back. I'm not calm whatsoever.

I clenched my hands into fists, nails digging into my skin, enough to draw blood. I gritted my teeth together, scrunching my eyes closed.

I stood there for a while, trying to hold in my anger. Taking deep breaths to calm myself, I once again opened my eyes before striding forwards.

I didn't really care about the mess I had just made, they deserved it.

I walked up to the closest door to me, testing it to see if it was open. Of course it wasn't, but I decided I was sick of looking for an unlocked one, so I banged my fist on the door.

No one answered so I kicked the door. Bad idea. I shouted, grabbing my toe and holding it tightly as I waited for the pain to subside.

Once it did, I noticed that my kick had made the door a little loose.

With a few more kicks I could get inside the door! Only problems that it really hurt to do that, and by the time I do have the door down, my foot will probably be broken.

But, I was beyond angry, and frustrated, and tired, and I just wanted to take a shower and lay down.

And so I brought back my foot again, before slamming it into the door.

There was a creaking noise, and I once again gritted my teeth from the pain.

But then I did it again, this time letting out a shout. But, this did the work, and I heard a loud crack from the wooden door.

Placing my hands on the handle, I pulled again, and the whole door came off its hinges.

A small grin appeared on my face, and I stepped over the fallen door and into the new room.

Please have a shower. Please, please, please have a shower! I begged inwardly, crossing my fingers.

I was met with luck. I had stumbled upon a large bedroom, with a bathroom attached to it.

Finally!

There was only a certain amount of time a girl could go without having a shower and changing their clothes. I felt disgusting and sweaty from running, so I really, really needed a shower and new clothes.

Running straight towards the bathroom, I stripped my clothes off, chucking them in a heap, before hopping into the shower. I relished the feel of the hot water running down my body, washing away the sweat, dirt and grime.

It also helped me to relax for the first time since I had been kidnapped.

It was such a tiring, frustrating experience. Everyone deserved some time to relax, and even if it was just a shower, then that was fine.

I rubbed some lime scented shampoo and conditioner into my hair, renourishing it back to it's usual silkiness.

Once I had finished I stepped out, wrapping a fluffy white towel around myself.

Now there was the problem of clothes. I certainly couldn't re-wear my old clothes, as they were covered in dirt and stunk. But the hardest thing to get would be a bra and underwear. Ugh.

There really only was two options I could take.

One. I go out there in a towel and ask for clothes.

Two. I just go about naked….

One it is!

Grumbling profanities under my breath, I made sure the towel was secured firmly before walking out of the room.

"It's okay Lexi, you're covered." I whispered reassuringly to myself, but I couldn't help but keep tugging the towel down further so it could cover up more of my south end.

I tried to walk casually, or at least as casually as possible while having a towel wrapped around yourself, but I was sure I looked like I had a stick up my ass.

My feet were bare, and frankly, quite cold from the freezing tiles. My body was covered in goose bumps from the fact I wasn't wearing any clothes.

I continued walking down the halls, hoping that some time in the near future I would find someone- preferably a girl- who I could ask for clothes from.

"Punk! What you doing out here? "A gruff ladies voice yelled from down the hall. Fish Lady.

"Erm… Fish lady-" I started, but was rudely cut off.

"Fish lady! The name's Undyne, you little prick!" Fish la -Undyne – growled.

"Sorry, Undyne, I was wondering if I could have some… clothes." I muttered, but she seemed to hear me.

"Clothes? But you're wearing some already." She said, a confused expression on her face.

I sighed frustratingly under my breath.

"This- is not clothes. It's a towel. Not clothes. A towel." I said slowly.

"Oh, well I s'pose I can lend you some of mine then." She said.

"Thanks."

She nodded her head, before turning quickly around, beckoning me to follow her.

I did, having to walk three times as fast so I could keep up with her long strides. I really, really, hoped she had some smaller clothes then the ones she was wearing now, otherwise I would probably drown in them.

After a while of walking I began to think we were going nowhere, I mean seriously, how long can walking to a bedroom possibly take?!

I was about to voice these thoughts when I heard a sharp intake of breath.

I whipped my head to the side, only to find a blue skeleton.

Blue. Skeleton? Yep. Sans the skeleton was blue.

Okay, so obviously not fully blue, but for some reason he was flushed the cyan colour. Was he…. Blushing?

After his initial shock, he started to drag his gaze from the top, down to the bottom of my body.

After a few seconds of this I wrapped my arms around myself. "Pervert!" I yelled, blushing furiously.

Sans stare immediately left me, instead focusing on an interesting part on the ground.

"Err, Lexi. Why are ya wearing only a towel?" He asked quietly, an embarrassed undertone to his words.

"I didn't have any other clothes other then the ones I was previously wearing, and those were dirty. So… well I ran into Undyne and she's lending me some of hers." I replied shortly, cheeks still painted a bright red.

"Yeah, clothes. We'll need to get ya some of your own soonish."

To me, the conversation just seemed awkward, and I think Sans was having the same thoughts. I was feeling so uncomfortable from the occasional stares he sent at me – my body.

"Uh, I better be getting back to my, uh, business." Sans said gauchely, his face as blue as ever.
"Y-yeah me too. And Undyne. We gotta get back. For clothes. Because I don't have any." I stumbled.

Ugh, way to go Lexi! Now you look like a total idiot! You couldn't, just for once, act like a normal person. Of course not!
"Yeah. Bye." Sans replied, taking one last long look at me, before quickly striding away.

Thank goodness for that. I don't know how much longer I could have lasted standing there just in a towel.

Just feeling his gaze trail down my body had sent pleasant shivers down my spine, and made butterflies erupt in my stomach. I wonder what it would feel like kissing a skeleton? I imagine it would be pretty weird, seeing as they don't have lips, but- What the hell, Lexi. Why the hell was I thinking these things?

Shaking my head, I looked up to see Undyne impatiently tapping – Stomping – her foot on the ground.

"Sorry." I apologized shortly.

"About time, punk." She replied, glaring at me.

She then huffed, before continuing to walk forwards again.

In not too much time we arrived at a dark blue wooden door. With drawings of…. Fangs on it? Teeth? Spikes? Something like that. But yes, around the edges of the door there were jagged looking things drawn on it.

Undyne simply shoved open the door, walking in casually towards a large oak cupboard.

I just walked in slowly, awkwardly perching on the edge of her royal blue bed, while she dug through her closet in search of some clothes for me.

Not too much later she chucked a small pile of clothes at me, consisting of a long-sleeved white shirt, black vest, black pants, and some black underclothing… All really large.

I sighed.

Well, at least I had clothes.

"Thanks."

Undyne didn't answer, just leant against a wall with her arms folded in front of her.

Deciding that it wouldn't really matter if I got changed in front of her, seeing as she was a girl, I began to unwrap the towel from around me.

As I stood there naked and looked down at the lingerie Undyne had given me, I realised that it was too big. And not just big, I mean enormous. If I tried to put them on they would immediately fall down.

"Uh, Undyne? These are too big." I quietly said, the blush that had only just recently disappeared coming back again.

"Oh. I see." She laughed, before picking up the undergarments and walking out of the room.

I was left standing there nude, confused as hell and just wanting to go to home.

But I knew that wasn't going to happen. Or any time soon at least.

I just had to have hope that one day, one day I could go back home.

Hello my superb potatoes!

Here is the new chapter... that came out kinda late...

ANYWAY!

Hope you like it!

Question of today is ... what would you do if you were only in a towel in front of your crush?

Yeah sorry, weird question, but it'd be funny to see how you'd react! For me, i'd probably freeze and go as red as a tomato, before running away and locking myself in my bedroom to sulk.

So yeah!

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