Oh, there was a guest who raised an interesting point about ghosts possessing objects. I'm not honestly sure. Mad Dummy said that the Dummy used to live in it, until Frisk bored/trash talked them and made them leave, so maybe they just don't like to leave their hosts? It's never elaborated upon. I imagine that Mettaton is too vain to leave his robot till he learned a little humility from how badly he had treated Blooky.
Let us see what Nico is up to.
Beta'd by bLuewErewOlf25.
Belongs to Toby and Rick.
Nico scowled as he watched his friends enter the guest bedrooms. They were all laughing and smiling. Hazel and Frank were complaining a bit about how sore they were after some training routine, but in a good-natured sort of way.
It was all wrong. Didn't they see what kind of danger they were in? Didn't they know that that kid who was always smiling gently was just a true monster waiting for the right time to reveal itself?
Soon, it became dark, and Nico relaxed slightly. He immediately tensed up again when the other demigods asked him if they wanted to go to the mess hall and get some food. Were they crazy?!
However, when he protested, they told him that maybe he should give the monsters a chance. No way. He'd had too many bad experiences with monsters before. Especially skeletons.
He sighed, sitting out on the porch in the dark. His friends were probably sitting around a campfire, getting all chummy with the enemy. Mrs. O'Leary, who had apparently been sleeping near the house, sensed his mood, and licked him. He gave her a scratch behind the ears.
"sup?" said a familiar, and VERY unwelcome voice. It was that small skeleton. He had just exited the screen door of the house, but Nico swore he had seen him leave with the others. He guessed he had mistaken one of the shorter monsters for him.
"Why are you here?" Nico questioned, bluntly.
"yeesh, hostile," the monster tutted. "just wanted to introduce a friend to her." He gestured to Mrs. O'Leary, who had perked up as soon as she had seen him.
Sans whistled, somehow, and a very distorted sounding bark replied. It almost sounded like a lot of dogs barking at the same time, but deeper.
Nico turned towards the sound and his eyes widened. Bounding towards them was a dog with six legs and an enormous hole in its head instead of a face. Mrs. O'Leary perked up and barked back cheerfully.
This was going too far. "No!" he told her harshly. "That thing could hurt you!" She whimpered. He turned to the horrible anomaly. "Get away from her!" The creature took a step back in surprise, whining in confusion.
The skeleton appeared inches from his face. "they aren't a thing. they're people too, you know." He patted the thing on the side, muttering to calm it down. Disturbingly enough, its fur was goopy, like putty, and stuck to his bones slightly.
"They?" Nico asked, in disgust.
"yes," Sans replied, giving him a hard look. "'they.'"
Five faces lit up in between the legs of the animal. Five dog faces grinned at him.
Mrs. O'Leary took Nico's shocked silence as her cue to continue her game. She sniffed the dog, and it "sniffed" her back with its big orifice. They tackled each other, and began to play like little puppies, neither one frightened of the other.
"i wish all people were as good judges of character as dogs," the skeleton grinned coldly. "or maybe just some people."
Nico shuddered. "You don't know anything about me."
Sans nodded. "and you don't know anything about me."
Nico turned on him fiercely. "You could never understand me! Not as long as your stupid brother is alive! You've got him, and you're not even grateful, I bet! You don't know what it's like to lose someone like that! My sister died!"
The skeleton did not seem put off by this at all. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying this. "not in front of you?" he asked, tilting his head in curiosity. "just once?"
"Of course you don't care if anyone dies," Nico muttered, trying to blink back tears. "You're just a monster."
Nico saw San's hand coming towards his face. But he didn't expect the amount of force that the skeleton hit him with. The bone slammed into him so hard, he hit his head on the porch railing and slumped to the ground.
"i get that you don't want to be my friend," the skeleton said quietly. "but get something straight; you definitely don't want to be my enemy. i promised i would never hurt a human." The pinpricks of light in his eyes disappeared. "But it doesn't count if I kill the nonhuman part of you. Fix your attitude."
Nico swore a centipede was crawling on his back. His neck felt strangely heavy, and very sore. The lights in Sans' eyes returned and the feeling faded.
The skeleton loped casually down the steps, stopping to give Mrs. O'Leary a pat.
Nico lifted his head weakly. He was afraid. Afraid of the very thing he should be able to control. He had to act soon.
….
Nico slept soundly, trying to rid himself of the awful headache he had. But unfortunately, even if he was sleeping well, he still had nightmares.
In his dream, Sans stood in a dark hall. He was panting heavily and shaking slightly. In front of him stood a small child. For a second, Nico thought it was the kid at the camp, but their hair was too light, and while Frisk's dark skin was obviously natural, this kid had very pale skin. Blood was coming out of their mouth, and even from their eyes. They were in a lot of pain.
They held out a knife shakily, then dropped it on the ground, kicking it weakly to the side. They held out their arms, as if they wanted a hug. Nico understood. They wanted comfort. They were probably going to die, and had come to him for help.
"thank you," Sans said gently. "i know how hard that was for you. c'mere, buddy, friend, pal."
The kid stumbled towards him, and wrapped their arms around him, closing their eyes. Sans returned the gesture.
Before summoning a thousand bones to converge on the spot where the child stood. They were literally ripped to pieces.
"geeeeeeeet dunked on!" Sans laughed, gleefully, his eye sockets dark and cold. Blood was coating his entire front, including his skull and teeth, and it splashed into his eye sockets.
A hand gripped Nico's shoulder. "Look closely." Nico turned. It was Morpheus, god of dreams.
"I have a message," he told him, as the dream faded. "So far, your campmates have been fooled by the demeanor of the monsters. This is their true nature. He was going to kill the child, but did not feel like fighting them. So he offered them MERCY. When they accepted, they had no more power to attack him, and he killed them." Morpheus took a breath and continued. "Now, an even greater threat is at hand. The demon wishes to start another war between the two species. I have made the child fall asleep in the next room. Take them to Olympus immediately."
Nico gasped and awoke. He stumbled out of the room and ran into the next. Sure enough, they were sleeping soundly, their face occasionally shifting as they dreamed.
They did not even stir when Nico picked them up and shadow traveled to the top of the Empire State Building, in front of a room of gigantic super-powered beings.
"Well done," Zeus praised lightly. "Athena, is the contraption ready?"
"Yes, Father," she replied.
Nico turned and saw a huge machine shaped like a deer skull, with metal tubes spreading out into the ceiling. For some reason, he felt more uncomfortable than ever.
