The conversation went from tea to getting to know each other rather quickly. She spoke about her garden mostly and her job at the florist shop. She learned that the plants in the underground were few and had simple names. Echo flower, red leaves, golden flowers. Asgore, she came to understand, was bad at names.
It was rather cute.
When Asgore left the house for a meeting she noticed Sans was watching her intently. That was somewhat creepy in all honesty. The casual and uncomfortable atmosphere was shattered when someone burst into the house. "Yo PUNKS!" That voice...Sure enough the fish woman from that day stormed into the room with a sharp toothed grin on her face when she saw the human.
"Hey! Krissa right?" She looped an arm over her shoulder into a light headlock. Krystal nodded and Undyne ruffled her shoulder length hair with a webbed hand. "Never thought to see ya! I even look around town and stuff."
"I don't get out much."
"I'll say! Hey, you wanna stay over? You outta meet everyone!"
Krystal shrugged her shoulders and watched as the fish woman ran up the stairs. Was the skeleton still staring? She turns her head to see that he had fallen asleep on his bar stool. He looked so peaceful like that. He didn't look like he was waiting for something bad to happen. Not eyeing her with suspicion. She has come to the conclusion that he simply didn't trust humans. The child was an exception obviously because of their involvement in breaking the barrier.
Knowing this, all she wanted was to befriend him. Frisk is not the only good human around. But she might be the best candidate to prove that. Dayna was much better at befriending others instead of her. It was already surprising to herself that she hasn't stumbled while talking to these people. They were all so kind and easy to talk to. Perhaps that was the reason.
She approaches the skeleton cautiously. He was sitting beside an open window. The breeze blowing in had the tan fur of his jacket swaying. He looked shorter while sitting, she noticed as her eyes trailed over his features. His canines were cool. Two upper fangs on the left and right
which stood out from the other teeth which were straight and blunt. Dayna would be jealous. Even though her fangs were pretty neat already.
Curiosity told her to see how sharp those were. But that would be breaking boundaries for acquaintances and even friends. She smiled faintly and walked away so she wouldn't look like a creep by hovering over him. She sat down on the couch just as the door to the house opens and in comes the taller skeleton.
The curly bob haired head poked out from over his skull. "SANS YOU LAZY BONES! WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING WHEN THERE IS A GUEST OVER." His loud voice surprisingly didn't wake the said skeleton up. He only grunted as if barely registering the noise. Papyrus sighs and placed the kid down. She knelt to their level and smiled. The child hugs her around the waist and didn't seem to be letting go any time soon. "Um...are you my new belt?" She felt them nod against her side and chuckles.
"TINY HUMAN! WHY ARE YOU CLINGING TO THE FLOWER HUMAN?" Flower? She remembers how they first met and smiles. She earned herself a nickname already. Krissa felt herself suddenly being picked up and spun around. He holds her out as she tries to get her bearings back. "YOU ARE SMILING BETTER BUT YOU STILL HAVE ROOM TO IMPROVE!" what? "PUT ALL YOUR HAPPINESS INTO THAT SMILE..."
She was silent as she just stared. How did he know that she was bottling up her emotions, or at least trying to. Fine. They were monsters so maybe they will not judge her. Opening the lid to that bottle, she poured the feeling back into her heart. The child lets go at last since they were dangling by her waist. "I... will try."
"VERY GOOD. NOW LET US HAVE SOME CHEERFUL FRIENDSHIP SPAGHETTI!." Krystal was carried to the kitchen and when she looked over, she saw that Sans had woken up and was just laughing with frisk. Laughing at her an her predicament. Undyne returned and caught her in a headlock right after being set down. Her free hand was held out. "Hand it over PUNK!"
"What?"
"Your phone! I wanna be in touch with ya or i'll be forced to hunt you down." Krystal handed over her phone and tried to not be offended by the snort of laughter the fish gave. But then she said something. "A flip phone? Don't you guys have touch screen stuff now?"
"I'm not very good with newer technology. It gets confusing, how rapidly people continue producing new programs. A phone and a device to get email is all I need...which is still just my phone."
Undyne stared at her for a long moment and then looked down some. "Nice choker. You wear that often?" She asked, changing the subject for her. Unfortunately it was another rough topic
about herself. Krystal smiles faintly and touched he black ribbon.
"I do." Papyrus came out with the spaghetti and thus ended the conversation. She sighed in relief but shivered. Turning her head, she saw sans staring again. When she took a bite of the food, she froze. Her eyes flickered hesitantly before becoming their happy ruby color.
They won't judge.
They won't judge.
Please don't fear me...
The tall skeleton leaned over the table. "WOWIE! YOUR EYES ARE DIFFERENT! IS THIS THE RESULT OF MY SPAGHETTI?"
Oh thank god. He wasn't afraid. Tears pricked at her eyes and one ran down her face. "Th-this is amazing. I'm happy. It's like my heart is being warmed up." She took another bite while tears were still falling. Undyne looked at the human and then to Sans. They needed to have a talk later.
"AND YOUR EYES?"
"T-they... change different shades of red depending on my emotions." She murmured, not noticing that the two other monsters have left the kitchen. She fidgets with the hem of her jacket. "Y-you-re not...afraid o-of it are you?" She looked up at him with scared and cautious eyes. The skeleton was caught off guard by how much the girl was afraid of him hating her for something she could not control.
Papyrus got up and picked her up as if she weighed nothing at all and cradled her in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged tightly.A gloved hand pats her back comfortingly. She needed this. Another person to not call her a demon because of her eyes. Somehow during her hug and crying, she had fallen asleep.
When Undyne signaled for him, he left the kitchen without a second thought. What he saw was confusing. The captain leaned against the couch, crossing her arms. "Sans, that girl... I know your in your paranoid phase with her right now but...Geez. One bite of Paps pasta had that effect?!"
"yeah. i saw."
"I can't even imagine how damaged it must have been for a little bit of magic to overwhelm her. But those eyes were kinda odd don't you think?"
"yeah."
"AND YOUR EYES?" The two listen to the explanation the human gave and also how she asked
if it frightened his brother. Sans felt tug in his soul that he could not explain. She was being genuine, not asking for pity, just acceptance. Even though she was avoiding questions about herself, he decided to give her a chance. Her eyes change with emotions. She is not that demon. Frisk who had went to their room came down the steps. They watched the interaction with calculating eyes just like his own.
They look over at him and sign, "I trust her."
"you trust everyone kid."
"Not true." They pout at him, making him chuckle.
Papyrus came out with the girl in his arms, tear tracks were clear on her face. She had been crying and for some reason that didn't make him good at all. "I-I'll be putting the flower human in the guest room. She is very tired." The younger skeleton spoke softly for a change s to not wake the human up. Sans watched until they disappeared behind the floor that mad the living room ceiling.
He can feel is paranoia deteriorating. But not completely. Perhaps he should be looking at other things instead of waiting for Krystal to make a move he wasn't positive she'll ever make. Undyne gives him a bonk on the skull before heading to the pool room.
I bet your soooo pleased with yourself.
What?
You were accepted by one person. Good for you. A monster can only care for another monster I suppose.
I'M NOT A MONSTER!
No, you're not. You. Are. A. DEMON.
...
They will hate you later.
...
They are only curious about you.
...
They will get tired of you eventually. Just you wait.
Yes.
Hm?
I will wait. And it will be YOU who will see that you're wrong.
Krystal woke from her horrid dream and felt the sticky lines of dried tears on her face. The room she was in was unfamiliar. Blue walls and a wooden dresser propped up against the wall opposite of the bed. She blinked a few times as she tries to remember what happened. Oh...She ate with Sans, the kid, Papyrus, and Undyne. Asgore gave her tea. Papyrus fed her pasta...And she felt happy.
It was new but fantastic feeling. Looking at the clock, she realized that it was late. She slept for almost the whole day! She needed to get some more groceries and more soil for her garden. But that will take several trips for the bags of dirt. Food will have to do. Getting up, she walked out of the room. The house was dark and ominous at night. It looked nothing like the warm place filled with joy during the day.
She made it to the kitchen quietly, blatantly ignoring certain noises she heard from one of the rooms. Her face heated up until she was strawberry ed no doubt. She digs around for a sticky note and pen and managed to find them in a drawer by the oven. She was in the middle of writing when she felt like she was being watched. After leaving the note and picking up her bag, she heads outside to begin her trek home.
It was going to be a long walk. That was starting to become clear very early on. She was a little tired still and her feet were dragging. She still needed her food even though she literally went shopping today. She was used to taking more than one trip. Looking in her bag, she saw that she had some room for a few small things before needing to unload at home. Snacks should do it. Then come back for heavy canned items.
Shopping is such a pain. She made it to the town and switched into auto pilot. All she controlled were the choices of cookies and chips before checking out and leaving. "Hey there." Had she mentioned shopping was a pain? Time for one of the reasons to show. There he was, Jordan. He loomed over her with his two sidekicks. The look in his eyes made it obvious he was drunk.
"Pretty ladeee ot shopping? Or ish it the demunn out huntin?" He pulled her into the alley he had been lurking in and caged her against the wall with his arms. "Yu culd beh treeeted sho much bettah if yuse were with meh." A crude proposition. He was a lusty drunk and that immediately made him the worst kind of person to be around women.
Krystal placed her bag down and shoved him back as hard as she can. His lackeys caught her by the arms when she tried to run for it. Jordan growled, his booze smothered breath wafting against her face. She tries to struggle but that earns a punch to the gut. She coughs up some blood.
"Yurr too filthy to mess around with. But not to play wiff. So howz abou' you be our punching bag." With that she is thrown against the back wall. She sighs and looks at them. Her body relaxes as if she had no bones. The torrent of kicks and punches were hardly felt as they use her. She was numbed. Eventually, she didn't know how long, the three had enough and left her alone in the alley to feel the soreness coming in.
For some odd reason, when she stood still, she didn't feel very much pain when hit. Whenever the townspeople want to take their anger out, she always stands still. Only problem was that there was a massive wave of pain will hit her the moment she started to move again.
Krystal groaned and noticed that her lip was split. Her cheek is starting to swell and there will more than likely be large patched of purple and blue. Dayna is going to freak. And nobody wants a freaked out vampire girl to go on a rampage Looks like she'll be calling in sick for a few days. She limped over to her bag and continued home. It will be best to save the rest of her shopping for when it's healed.
The girl made it home ad immediately dropped dead on the couch, surrounded by silence. Silence that wraps around her body like a constricting snake, coiling tight around her throat. She digs out her music player and presses play for a shuffle of all her songs. As the silence was shattered, her eyes drift shut.
She was going to hurt in the morning. But now she had to deal with her
Are you seriously still doing that?
Yes.
Why do you never fight back?
No point. It will only cause me more trouble.
Idiot.
Mhm. Anything new you want to add for once?
....
Good. I need to sleep.
When she woke up, her whole body felt like it was made out of frozen steel. She whined as she forced herself up and walked to the bathroom. She needed to shower badly. Dirt covered her clothes and skin like a murky second layer. Krystal stepped into the tub and turned on the water, waiting for it to heat up while she undressed.
The shower was a pain with her injuries. Every time she ran the sponge over a bruised or a spot near her ribs, she would cry out. After the washing was done, she fished out a first aide kit and began bandaging the bruised areas in order to hide them. She will need to wear long sleeved
shirts for a while. It was autumn anyway.
Krystal wrapped a towel around her body and stumbled out to the living room, ready to make a call.
Only to find someone waiting there.
Well this took some time. School sucks a lot. It keeps me busy so i don't exactly have a schedule. I'll be putting more drawings into the Red Hydrangea Tumblr.
Remember, every review fills me with determination!