A/n: Some quotes are taken from Romeo and Juliet. I do not own 'Romeo and Juliet'.
Chapter 13: Familiar
A week had passed before Sans was starting to feel better. He was looking forward to trying out the new device his father had implanted in his eye.
"ARE YOU SURE YOU SHOULD BE WALKING AROUND SO SOON?" Papyrus asked as Sans got out of bed.
"Relax, Pap. I'll be fine."
Papyrus huffed.
"DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO RECKLESS?"
"Oh don't worry, Pap. I'll be careful. Wouldn't want my lil' bro to cry."
"I WON'T CRY. YOU OBVIOUSLY WANT TO TRY THAT NEW CONTRAPTION THAT DAD IMPLANTED IN YOUR EYE SO DO IT THEN."
Sans chuckled.
Suddenly Sans disappeared.
"SANS? SANS, WHERE DID YOU GO?"
"O'er here, bro."
Papyrus turned around and spotted Sans.
"HOW DID Y-?"
"I don't know. I tried going back but it seems I could only teleport forward through time and space and pause time. I suppose that would be useful if I wanted to make it back before curfew."
"YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A CURFEW," Papyrus sputtered.
"I will have to ask dad to give me one then."
"THAT ISN'T FUNNY, SANS."
He chanced a glance at Papyrus before looking around the room. It seemed his brother was wearing an orange hoodie and black shorts.
"Where's mom? She usually scolds me for getting out of bed."
"OH SHE'S AT THE THEATRE."
San's eye dilated.
"Really?" he asked. "Is she performing today?"
"YEAH, IT'S BONE TO BE A HIT."
Sans snickered before he got up to open his closet. He took out a blue hoodie and threw it on the bed before he began slipping off his pajamas exposing his bony rib cage.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Papyrus asked, eye bulging out, his face red.
"I'm putting some decent clothes on. What do you think I'm doing you little pervert."
"SANS!"
"You want to see mom perform don't you?"
"WE WON'T MAKE IT THOUGH. IT'S GOING TO START IN FIVE MINUTES."
"And I can teleport," Sans said with a grin.
Papyrus sighed.
"Well, aren't you gonna hold my hand?"
Papyrus snorted before he held out his hand. Sans grabbed hold of it.
"DON'T MAKE ME REGRET THIISS!"
In an instant the two disappeared.
At around the same time, Stephanie woke up to the sound of commotion coming from the living room.
"Dad, mom says she wants us to drop by the theatre to see her perform her play."
"Really? I don't remember that. Are you making stuff up again, Snowy?"
"Of course not. You were there you had to have heard it."
"She wouldn't have she knows when I come home I hit the sack."
"She said you would say that and you promised her you would come no matter what."
"Hogwash."
"I knew you would say that. You never change do you?"
Stephanie heard the sound of light footsteps quickly pattering to her room.
"Hey I didn't you were up."
"I woke up after hearing the noise."
"It's not fair," He said. "I don't know why I have to suffer because he doesn't have the memory."
"You were talking about going to your mother's show right?"
"Yeah."
"Why don't we ditch him then?"
Snowdrake looked at his feet.
"I don't know. It's awfully dangerous. We never know when a human might arrive in the underground."
"Well don't let that stop you. Are you a big bird or not?"
Snowdrake flushed.
"I am a BIG bird."
"Then what are you so scared of?"
"I'm not scared," he snapped.
"Could have fooled me."
"Well why don't you sneak out then or are you too weak?"
"Fine then."
"FINE."
Stephanie got up and headed to the door. Opening it a hair, she peered out.
Freebird had been heading down the hall and she saw that his eyelids twitched as if he was tired and about to fall asleep. He was heading in the direction of his bedroom. Only when he was in his room did Stephanie step away from the door.
"The coast is clear. We should go now unless you're too chicken."
"I'm not chicken."
Stephanie opened the door and Snowdrake accompanied her. The two crept outside the house and headed to Hotland.
As they treaded through the snow the two came across a cave. It was a cave full of blue stalagmites lining the top and bottom of the cave.
"Whoa what is this place?" She asked. "It's so pretty."
"If we keep heading in this direction we should be heading to Waterfall."
As they were heading to Waterfall, Stephanie stumbled into a ghost. The ghost mumbling softly to itself.
"i wonder where Mettablook went?"
"Who are you looking for?" She asked.
"My cousin. She's a ghost just like me. where could she have gone?"
"We could help out look for her if you like. She might have headed to Hotland."
"ok."
The ghost followed them to Hotland. The city was full of an array of tall buildings. In the midst of these buildings was a large building with a flashy sign that said 'The Smokey Theatre.'
"This is it come on," Snowdrake uttered. Stephanie headed inside a long hall before turning to the right going through some fancy door. Once inside she saw it was a large room filled with hundreds of seats with a wooden podium and some red curtains closed in the back.
It was rather dark too.
"there she is," Napstablook uttered seeing his cousin in the front row. "i'll see you later."
A tall familiar skeleton wearing a loose white shirt and brown trousers hopped in front the left side of the stage.
"What play is this?" Stephanie asked.
"It's Bonleo and Juliet," said a monster from the seat in front of them.
"What? Why Bonleo?"
"Don't y'know the leading male character is played by a skeleton?"
"Oh."
"Yeah, you shoulda seen the first act. There was more action with swords and everything."
It was during the third act when Snowdrake's eyes lit up.
"Look it's mom."
"Is she the one talking with that cow?" He asked.
"I think she's playing Lady Capulet."
"You mean Nicedrake?" Stephanie asked.
"No, the cow," the monster in front of them said.
"Then who is she playing as?" She asked.
"Juliet."
"If I profane with my unworthiest hand. This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this. My lips, two blushing pilgrims, read stand to smooth that rough touch with a kiss."
The skeleton brought Nicedrake closer with two bony arms.
"Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much."
After some more words exchanged between them, the skeleton brought Nicedrake even closer before kissing her on the beak which was quite a feat considering that it had no lips.
Eventually the play had gone on for so long it was near the end of the play. Nicedrake was lying in a coffin. Something about the scene reminded Stephanie of something as though it was speaking too close to home.
The skeleton is holding a vial of brown liquid in their hand leaning over to nuzzle Nicedrake.
"Come bitter conduct, come unsavoury guide. Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on. The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark! Here's to my love!"
After this the skeleton drinks the liquid from the vial and promptly collapses. "O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die."
Dread only chills her bones when after a scene or two Stephanie sees Nicedrake wake up. She's never seen a story like this before so the horror of the situation strikes her like a bolt of lightning. There is a voice coming from backstage after Nicedrake wakes up realising that her Bonleo is dead.
"Yea, noise? Then I'll be brief. O happy dagger. This thy sheath."
Nicedrake appears to stay herself with a prop dagger and dies. By the end of the play there are tears coming down Stephanie's eyes.
"What's the matter?" Snowdrake asked.
"What do you mean?"
"You're crying."
Stephanie's right hand reached for her cheek. She felt the moisture on her fingertips.
"I guess it was very sad."
"Well they are finished now," Snowdrake said. "I said I'd meet up with mom after the play. Let's go."
Stephanie followed Snowdrake backstage. In the back, Nicedrake had a line of monsters that were lined up to take her autograph. Snowdrake walked up to her just as she was finished signing a lion monster's chest.
"Hey mom is it alright if I get Arial's autograph?"
She smiled.
"Certainly, I'm sure she won't mind."
Snowdrake held out his wing.
"Then let's go."
It's while they are waiting in line that Stephanie catches sight of two fish standing in line to see a large slug with big lips.
"Shyren, I don't think this is a good idea," One of them said.
"This could be my only chance."
"What if it doesn't work out?"
"Well I have to try."
As the line dies down, she notices it's finally Shyren's turn.
"What do you do?" The agent asked.
"I sing," Shyren said.
"Well let's see what you can do."
"FA SA LA MI DO RE DO RE."
All the inhabitants of the building were covering their ears. The music was ear grating.
"Who's making that awful music?" Snowdrake asked.
"I think it's coming from that fish," Stephanie said pointing to the two fish in front of the large slug. "At least the line died down a little."
Snowdrake saw indeed that it had.
"You have a good voice," she heard the agent say.
"Is this some kind of joke," the other fish snapped. "Are you trying to humiliate her?"
"Not at all."
The other fish sighed.
"I'm willing to help you develop a great singing career if you let me."
Shyren nodded.
"Hey you two seem to have been here for a while. Can I help you?"
Stephanie looked away from the two fish to glance at the skeleton in front of them.
"Oh that's right, I came for your autograph."
"You two must be big fans."
"Oh not me. I have only seen one of your plays," Stephanie said. "But it was very good."
The skeleton's eyes dilated
"Really, you only seen me once? That's strange because I remember seeing you before."
Stephanie chuckled nervously.
"Really you must be mistaken. I've never seen you before."
Snowdrake handed her his notebook just before a spiky yellow reptilian monster cutted in.
"Are you really Arial the skeleton? I-I'm one of your biggest fans. I've never seen a female actress put off a male role so well. That kiss was so hot."
Arial's face heated up.
"Ah, you're making me blush."
Arial handed the notebook back to Snowdrake and the two left.
"MOM, THERE YOU ARE!"
Arial turned and saw her sons running up to her. One of the skeletons was tall while the other one was quite short.
"Ah how cute they are wearing matching hoodies."
The taller skeleton of the two blushed.
"Are these your sons?" the reptilian creature asked.
"Yeah, my husband works in the lab so he doesn't get out much."
"He's the royal scientist isn't he? I'm a big fan of his work."
"Why don't you drop by our house then. Who knows he might take you on as his apprentice but enough about me what about you?"
"What do you want to know?"
"Do you have a name."
"Oh, my name is Alphys."
"Well it was nice meeting you Alphys."
Alphys' cheeks turned red.
"Well bye," She said before she left.
It is while Snowdrake and Stephanie are walking back to meet up with Nicedrake that they stumble into a ghost with a sexy combover consoling one of the fish from earlier.
"Now, now dear, I'm sure Shyren will be fine."
"I sure hope so," the fish said before it swimmed away through the air.
The ghost's eyes lit up as it caught sigh of them.
"Oh it's you two. Blooky told me you two escorted him down here. There you darlings, I feel I should repay you. Why don't you two come to Blook Acres."
"Well, I have to ask my mom first," Snowdrake said before calling out to his mom. "Hey mom!"
Nicedrake turned towards them.
"Is it alright if I go to Blook Acres with-"
"Mettablook," the ghost added.
"As long as you come back in time for dinner."
Mettablook smiled as she beckoned them to follow her. The two followed her back to Waterfall. Stephanie saw a large horse stable and a small race track nearby.
"What's the race track for?" Snowdrake asked.
"We race snails."
"Does the stable have any horses?" Stephanie asked.
Mettablook chuckled nervously.
"Not exactly. The king used to keep all his horses here but since he walks everywhere there is no need to keep any here. So there's only one horse here and it belongs to the royal scientist. His name is Skelesus."
As if it's master had called, Skelesus walked up to the front of the pin. Stephanie nearly shrieked in surprise. It was a completely skeletal horse. It's eyes were hollow with only red light shining through tiny pinprick eyes.
"I think it wants to sniff your hand, darling."
Stephanie swallowed, eyes darting from the body of the skeletal horse to it's eyes.
"Relax it won't eat you, sugar."
Stephanie brought her hand up to the horse's nose. Skelesus sniffed her hand cautiously before it let out a loud snort.
Mettablook glanced at the horse's abdomen noting that some of the bones were covered in dirt.
"You're looking very dirty. I think you need a bath don't you, darling. Don't worry, Blooky will clean you later."
"Can I help?" Stephanie asked.
"Why certainly."