~~💔~~

"GOD, YOU ARE SO UNBELIEVABLE!!!"  Geno huffed, shoving a fluffed pillow into the god's face, which was smiling stupidly. 

"Come on! Just do this for me??? I'm starving and I need to eat!" Reaper smiled, pushing back the pillow and smirking deviously at the scarfed other. "I'm still siiiick." 

"YOU DON'T ACT LIKE IT!" Geno put all of his weight into the pillow, forcing it onto Reaper's face. The pillow victim said something, their words muffled by the cushion.
"What?" The smaller lifted the pillow, only to be attacked by the same object. 

"ANARCHY!" Reaper shouted, shoving it at Geno and leaping forward. He was now sitting on top of Geno, shoving the same pillow at him.

They were both laughing uncontrollably. 

"N-NO! STAHP!" Geno snorted, struggling to fight back. He was laughing through his words. "THIS ISN'T FAIR!" 

"YOU'RE GOING AGAINST SOMEONE WHICH IS SICK! IT'S NOT FAIR ON MY SIDE!" 

"WELL, IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR BEING SICK!" 

"BULL CRAP!" Reaper finally brung the pillow to Geno's chest, laying on him and limiting his movements.

"Victory!" Reaper proclaimed, a small cough erupting from his mouth. 

"Maybe we should stop having these pillow fights." Geno suggested, watching Reaper start to go into a coughing fit. The god fell off of Geno, ending up curling onto the floor. Geno sat up, staring at the other. "...Fine. I'll do it." 

Reaper immediately stopped coughing, smiling. "Really!?"

"...Did you just pretend that you were hurt so I would do it?" 

A small grin rested on Reaper's face. "Maybe." 

Geno's palm rested on his face. "Damn it, I should have known." 

" AHAHA! GET THE SPOON AND START FEEDING ME!" 

Geno rolled his 'eye's. Reaper helped him up from the floor. Then, he walked over to the couch ad sat down, watching Geno with a happy expression. 

"I swear, you are so lazy." Geno complained, walking to the kitchen. 

"Third drawer from the left~!" Reaper cooed, smiling evilly. 

"Yeah, Yeah." Geno spat, annoyed about Reaper's tone. 

He walked up to the counter, counting three drawers.
When he landed on it, Geno grasped the handle of the drawer and pulled it open.

~~💀~~

A loud crash sounded from the kitchen, startling Reaper. 

"G-GENO?!" Reaper called, looking over the couch. 

No answer. 

Hurriedly, Reaper jumped off the couch and ran into the kitchen.
Cutlery littered the floor, the drawer fully pulled out and on the floor. A small bundle was shaking in the corner, curled up and silent. 

Geno. 

Reaper slowly approached the skeleton. "...Geno? What's wro-" 

A loud shriek came from the scarfed skeleton, scaring the god. "STOP IT!"
Geno's hands were clutching his skull, small marks left by his fingers. His visible eye-socket wide with fear, tears brimming the edges. The skeleton was hyperventilating, forgetting to take in air. 

Reaper began to come closer to Geno, only for something blue to stop him. A barrier of glowing blue bones were coming from the ceiling and floor, separating the two. Reaper reached forward, grazing the bones.

It stung.

Badly.

He retracted his hand from the wall. 

"STOP IT!" Geno screamed again, his voice cracking terribly. Tears were pouring from his eyes. "I'LL KILL YOU!"

~~💔~~

Child-like laughter filled his head as he was drowned deeper in his insanity. The glare of the knife smiled at him. 

'Brother...why? Why did you do this to me?' A headless Papyrus asked, their voice quiet and full of pain. 'You could have saved me.' 

'You could have saved all of us.' an eye-less Toriel sobbed, blood coming from her sockets. 

'We trusted you.' A melting Undyne glubbed, their face melting. 

'We loved you.' A crying Alphys yelled. 

A dark smile appeared behind them, a shining blade glinting with blood lust.
With one swipe, all of them screamed as they slowly turned to dust. The child stood before them, their face full of malicious intent. 

The heads of his friends remained, all of their faces full of terror and pain. 

"YOU COULD HAVE SAVED US!" They all chanted, their voices turning demonic. 

A high-pitched laugh wailed in the background behind the words.
 It was full of hate. 

"GENO!" 

The sudden voice froze everything. 

The sounds ceased and the images slowly faded. 

"GENO, CAN YOU HEAR ME!" the voice yelled. 

The skeleton opened his mouth, calling their name.

~~💀~~

"R-Reaper...?" Geno quietly croaked, almost inaudibly. 

Reaper found that the wall of bones was impassable with physical means. To solve that, he simply teleported to the damaged smaller.
He was currently squeezing Geno in a tight hug. 

"Geno, breathe." Reaper gently ordered, soothingly rubbing Geno's back. 

The skeleton's breathing started to slow and even out. "Reaper..." Geno muttered once more, finally calming down. His soul rate started to drop a little. 

Reaper let out a small sigh. "...Are you okay?" 

Geno was still spilling tears. He made a move to try and wipe them himself, but Reaper's arm was in the way. "...Yeah." 

"..." Reaper squeezed Geno tighter. He could feel his soul beat slower than it was before. "..." 

"Reaper..."
The god was hugging tighter.
"R-Reaper...you're crushing me." 

He finally let go, pulling away and facing Geno. "What happened?" Reaper asked, a little scared to trigger the break down again. 

Geno didn't look at Reaper. "...I...I don't know." 

Reaper glanced over his shoulder at the drawer. He turned back to Geno. "Are you going to be okay?" Geno gave a small nod, thinking back at what happened.
The god swiftly got up from the floor, walking over to the drawer. He didn't see anything strange about it. It was just an ordinary silverware drawer.
Forks,
Knives,

Spoons,

and everything else.
What could have spooked him so badly? 

"Reaper, I don't feel well..." Geno grumbled, holding his head. 

The god glanced back at Geno. "Headache?" 

"Yeah." 

The taller walked back to Geno, helping him up from the floor. He shouldn't talk to Geno about the attack. 

Reaper lead him to the couch, setting the both of them down. "Okay. Well, now we can agree that you'll never hand-feed me again." 

Geno let out a small chuckle. However, the tone of the laugh was completely dull and bitter. 

Reaper tried getting eye-contact with him. "Geno?" 

The skeleton turned to Reaper. "What?"

"Are you...?"

"I'm fine."