Previously

Building up my courage, I slowly walk over to her limp body. I pull up a chair and drag it over next to the bed.

I sit down and burst into tears all over again.

"When are you going to wake up...?" I whimper quietly as I take her hand.

'WHY!?'

'Why is the world so hungry for pain and grief...?'

Now

I go to Ms. Muffet, the school counselor, for some help with my situation.

"I am truly sorry to hear that (Y/N), " says Ms. Muffet sympathetically.

'She's just being polite,' the dark voice says.

She sighs.

"Ms. Avery is now in the hospital and you must have someone else take care of you. They aren't going to be your guardian but they will care for your needs because you are still a minor."

I keep my head down but nod in understanding.

"Does Ms. Avery have any friends that you both really trust?"

I shake my head.

"M-Ms. Avery likes t-to keep to h-herself."

She ponders for a while before coming up with a conclusion.

"How would you react if I suggest that you live with one of your teachers?"

I lift my head up to look at her. An expression of hesitancy and confusion spread on my face.

"The teachers we have here are all kind and generous. You will be safe in their hands. A lot of the teachers also have children who attend this school and they're doing just fine. So, what do you say?"

I debate with myself a little.

"...O-Okay..." I murmur but still feeling uncertainty.

~Time skip brought to you by UWUWUWU~

Ink's POV

I sit in the teacher's lounge room talking to Dream and Nightmare while having my lunch.

"How are your students?" I say, trying to start up a conversation.

"They've been wonderful!" Dream replies enthusiastically.

Dream is

well...

my divorced husband...

but we're still friends!

So it's fine.

"They're good. They're not getting on my nerves." Nightmare responds calmly.

Nightmare is my former brother-in-law.

He's pretty overprotective of Dream so he's still irritated over the fact that I divorced his brother.

Dream rambles about each of his students until Error comes in and our attention went on him.

"What?" Error looks at Nightmare and Dream, annoyed.

He sits down and I break up the tension with a

"You've kept me waiting, Ruru~"

(Oh my God I'm so sorry XD)

"Don't call me that..." he blushes and turns his face away.

Nightmare and Dream silently snicker.

I chuckle.

"Awwww come on. I know you love me, Ruru~"

"You're not wrong..." he peeps quietly.

I wrap him in a bear hug and kiss him on the cheek.

Then, Muffet comes in. I quickly untangle myself from Error and he controls his blushing.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your lunch, gentlemen. But we have a problem at Underhigh."

We all turn our full attention to Muffet as she continues.

"One of our students, (Y/N) (L/N) has just recently lost their guardian and I ask that one of the teachers care for her until her guardian is okay. I ask that you not tell the other students but spread the word among the staff."

I can tell that everyone was shocked and confused without even looking at them.

"If you are willing to look after (Y/N), feel free to go to the office and talk to Ms. Temmie."

She leaves abruptly and we are left with confusion and surprise.

"Have you guys met (Y/N) yet?" Dream asks.

I nod and so does everyone else.

"She cried in Art before and I offered help but she kind of pushed away," I say.

"She is one of the smartest students I've ever had in all my years of teaching," Nightmare comments.

"She beat PJ in a race when I told them to do laps," Error remarks.

"She puts so much effort into her assignments," Dream explains.

"Do you think we should...?" I ask Error.

He thinks for a second before nodding his head.

We quickly finish our lunch and leave the staff break room.

We walk down the fairly empty hallway until we get to the office.

~Another time skip brought to you by a jump rope~

(Y/N's POV)

"Y-You called for me, M-Ms. Muffet?"

I've just felt dead for the past few hours. I barely smiled or showed any kind of excitement other than my usual anxiety.

"I have good news!"

The only good news I want to hear is Ms. Avery's recovery but I sit down and listen anyway, knowing that it's not true.

"So, I told the teachers about your problem and a couple wants to go support your cause!"

"W-Who?"

"Mr. Ink and Mr. Error."

"Hm..."

"Are you willing to accept their offer?"

"I g-guess I don't h-have much of a c-choice..."

"Great! I'll give them a call and you can go over to their house tomorrow night."

"T-Thank you..."

~Time Skip brought to you by "why the frick are there so many time skips?"~

Clutching my duffel bag on my left shoulder and a plastic bag of toiletries on the same hand, I walk up the porch to the cozy-looking house.

I take a deep breath and shakily ring the doorbell with my still slightly injured hand. The chimes of the bell ring through my ears as I hear a shuffle from behind the door.

The door opens to reveal Mr. Ink looking rather worn out.

The moment he sees me, his face turned from exhausted to surprise.

"(Y/N)! Please, come in!" He ushers me in and I hastily obey.

I take off my shoes at the front door and walk into the living room.

The room is a beige color with a light-colored floor. A long light gray couch is propped near the wall with a picture of Mr. Ink and Mr. Error smiling at the camera above it. An armchair of the same color is placed perpendicular to it. A floor lamp is placed in between the two in the corner and 2 side tables are put next to the couch and armchair. An elegant wooden coffee table is placed in the middle. Beneath it all is a plush beige carpet, soft to the touch.

On the other side of the room are recessed shelves which have a series of drawers and frames. A warm fireplace is fixed into the middle of the shelf and a TV is placed on one of the shelves which is lined up with the couches.

(Dang, now that's what I call descriptive)

Mr. Ink advises me to stay in the living room as he enters the kitchen which is filled with yelling and arguing.

"Everyone, be quiet!" I flinch as I hear Mr. Ink yell at the other monsters in the kitchen.

Everyone immediately shuts up as Mr. Ink talks to them in a much softer voice. It was too low for me to hear.

Soon after, Mr. Ink comes out of the kitchen looking stressed again. Mr. Error follows behind him grumbling, looking pretty pissed off.

"I am so very sorry for the continuous bickering earlier."

"O-Oh no, i-it's fine..."

Suddenly, another skeleton who I've seen in the hallway of Underhigh is trying to drag another figure out of the kitchen.

He is a black skeleton with fluffy pink hair wrapped up with a blue headband. He is wearing a matching pink turtleneck sweater with a blue jacket that is rolled up to his elbows over it. He is also wearing blue baggy jeans with black designs on them and pink and blue sneakers with yellow shoelaces.

"Come on, bro! Why are you refusing to meet her!?" He asks in a loud voice, questioning the figure.

"Cuz it's gonna be awkward!" The figure yells in a familiar voice while struggling to get away from his brother.

'Why does that voice sound so familiar...?"

The skeleton finally manages to drag the figure into the living room where I could get a clear shot of his face.

'CRAPPPPP!'

"P-PJ!?"

~A/N~
Oh, poor oblivious (Y/N)...

Also,

HAPPY THANKSGIVING GUYS!

I'm grateful that you guys are actually enjoying this trashy book XD

So to celebrate Thanksgiving, here's a chapter posted a day earlier ^w^

Word count: 1405 words (including A/N)

*nopes away*