Chapter V

… if not to mingle?

'Stop moving that much, you're only making it worse.'

'Do we really have to do that?'

'Do you really want them to know you're a human?'

'Ugh…'

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What am I doing with my life?

This is foolish...

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'Now, put all this on you.'

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Without a word, the young boy wrapped the scarf around his neck and put on the white mittens given by Myriad. The thick layer of make-up was giving him the unpleasant sensation of merely being some doll. A doll whose owner enjoys to disguise... Although, this disguise was more than necessary.

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'Now, the last touch.'

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She was smiling. He knew she was. She was because it was funny. Funny to make fun of him... Yet, he doesn't want to forget. He doesn't want to forget her sweet smile...

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'Look at yourself! You're such a cute monster!'

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And she laughed. A clear, magnificent laugh... The last one.

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oOo

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"Close your eyes, Papyrus"

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The three of them were walking in Home's streets, as a family. Well, Papyrus wasn't really walking, but it wasn't the point. They were happy, though Sans thought shopping as very boring. Eventually, they made it to a little shop lost in an alley. Sans only needed a minute to find the piece of clothing which would upset the little Papyrus: in other words, a skeleton sweater. And he was pretty proud of it! In an hour, jeans, sweater and sneakers had been found to replace the too big sized Gaster's clothes. The teenager couldn't say he wasn't happy to finally have something else to wear than the white shirt and the black short Myriad had given to him. And new sneakers instead of his, which had been almost destroyed by his little "bathing". However, he felt kind of embarrassed by all that Myriad was doing for him…

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'I only have to go to the grocery and, then, we can go back home.'

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Sans smiled while putting all his new clothes in the backpack he was wearing: the boy was really eager to wear them, but he also really wanted to see if what Papyrus had told him about the grocery was true. Indeed, Sans truly wondered whether you could buy candies made of rocks or not.

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oOo

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"And, whatever happens"

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The grocery was a place full of surprises for a human like him: next to the usual noodles or chips he knew, there were many "monsters' specialties", all as unexpected as one another. And, by unexpected, he meant really unexpected. And all those weird things included the famous rock candies. Among a lot of even odder stuff. He swears it.

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Can they even eat...

Hum...

Wait! Is that a mallet on the dough?

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'Sans?'

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At the sound of Myriad's voice, he slowly turned round to look at her. It took him a long second to finally understand what she was implying by calling his name, and to get a grip of himself.

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'Huh?'

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Why is she...?

Oh, yeah...

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'I'm coming', he replied with a smile.

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Ten minutes later, they were at the Grand Place of Home, waiting for the bus to arrive. Papyrus was miraculously calm while playing with Sans's hair; something the little skeleton thought very funny since the human was the only one he knew to have such a feature.

That's when he appeared.

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'Hello, dear Myriad.'

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At this instant, her look became darker than it had ever been before. She glared at the other monster while replying to him in a slowly articulated way.

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'It's really nice to see you, Darius. I did not miss you.'

'How sweet of you. I would have thought you would be less bitter after all those years,' he said with a smile.

'Less bitter? You let your whole squad die so that you could run away and save your so precious life!'

'It's called strategy, my dear.'

'Cowardice, you mean…'

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This time, Sans was the one to snap back, although Myriad thought the same thing. He couldn't stand this monster's lack of consideration about others' life!

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'Oh! What do we have here?' He said. 'Is he your son, Myriad?'

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Before she could even tell him anything, he started talking again.

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'I guess not: he's not a skeleton. Though, the little one may be...'

'Don't you dare…' she began to threaten him.

'Don't be so aggressive, I won't do anything!' He laughed. 'I'm not here to harm you!'

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And that's when they all realized it was too late.

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'Well... That being said, I may not be talking about the human.'

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"Do not open them"

Okay, there are a lot of dialogues, I admit. By the way, Darius is named from a Persian king whose cowardice was only equal to his very bad skills as a strategist. Indeed, this guy ran away from the battle and let his family to be captured by the Greek army. Told you, a nice guy:/

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I guest as much: Thank you for your review ^^ I'm really happy that you liked Papyrus's introduction: This sweet cinnamon roll deserves it!