—Your POV—

You don't reply fast enough to be acknowledged, Lust has already grabbed your wrist and is currently pulling you out the door, but you stand firm, the nausea threatening to increase otherwise. 

"Because he deserves it." You respond strongly, standing to full height as the sickness clears and Lust's expression softens. 

"That's what I want to hear. Let's go talk to Papy." Lust chirps, killing the previously vicious mood and dragging you along the hallway, away from the restrooms and towards the section of the prison you were at earlier. 

It's a short walk, Lust gives a profuse amount of praise for your 'unfailing care' and 'rather formidable judgment' but you don't completely listen and simply nod whenever he looks at you. 

Papyrus is gone when you arrive. 

Fresh and Epic are still there, leaning against the wall facing the way from which you're coming and talking of a matter you're too far away to hear. When they spot you and Lust however, they immediately come rushing over, the words that were supposedly being spoken by the duo getting drowned out by Lust's energetic chatter. 

"Yes, yes! Wonderful morale Lovely! Truly that of a saint!" Lust gushes, more so to you then the others, but Epic smiles and Fresh's shade's change to display 4 neon thumbs ups all in different colors. 

You don't mind it, but you can't exactly care when Papyrus mysteriously disappeared. You decide to say something when the conversation between the three skeletons pipes down, in order to respect them.

Your hand is dropped in the meantime, and you don't stray too far, but you do stick your head into a room or two, looking for nothing in particular, but something that could interest you. 

You can't find anything significant, and you wander back to the group of  skeletons who have lightly dispersed, Lust and Epic talking together while Fresh stands near the wall listening. 

"Where did Papy go?" You ask, innocently walking over as all skulls turn to you. 

"He left for some surprise meeting in a rush. Won't be back for a bit." Epic answers simply, sparing wink for you before turning back to Lust, who didn't seem interested in his partner anymore and made his way over. 

"What do we do now?" Lust queries, eyes large and considerate for whatever you say back, a small smile making it's way up his face as you furrow your brow in concentration.

You could go after Papyrus, but that wouldn't be wise. On the other hand, you don't want to simply leave to get Horror without setting every straight, but the sting in your stomach doesn't go away and grows with every second you're here anticipating. 

"Me and Fresh will stand on guard for you guys. We have walkie-talkies for this kind of stuff." Epic  informs you, implying that you and Lust should go away now, but your stomach churns and that doesn't seem right, so you take a minute to consider the odds. 

"How about we just tag along after you guys free a mass murderer? That way when Paps comes back we can already have him in the bag." Epic suggests, though it's more forceful. You note Fresh's eerie silence... he's usually more attention prone, but he seems to be observing right now. 

Lust looks from Epic, to Fresh, to you, and before you know it, you're being stared at by six expectant eyes. It looks like everyone else gave their compliance rather silently, and now they're hinting you should do the same. 

You don't want to collapse under peer pressure— your stomach tells you that much. But, on the other side of things, you have 3 different people waiting on you and it's hard not to comply. Besides, this is more important than Papyrus at the moment right? If you didn't save Horror, Nightmare would show up and murder more than just that poor smiling skeleton, who you've already swindled. 

"Ok Lust, let's go." You hum, mustering up a smile when 3 dangerous ones are flashed at you, Lust slipping his hand into yours and skipping down the to the prison, his pace much too fast for you to properly keep up with while walking, so you half run after him. 

"You know Lovely, if you're worried about Papyrus, don't be." Lust cryptically assures you, not really providing any solid reasoning, but you just nod weakly and still attempt to keep up with his unnecessary speed. 

"He'll actually be fine y'know? You wouldn't even have to give him an apology... though I'm sure you will." Lust continues, scanning an ID card to enter the prison and bounding in without missing a beat.

He lets go of your hand, and you're back at row 50. A rather unfortunate delay, but Lust says you two might be able to teleport if he times it correctly. Apparently the magic deflection waft across the prison in waves, he has the staff code, but it'd be easier to just go when the field is dullest. 

Lust stares at the roof for some time. You're standing close as he requested, bet the look on his face is determined so you don't bother him. 

You wonder how exactly Horror was doing, last time you checked, he was asleep. You wonder if he ever thought about you, or his comrades, or if he felt some kind of self-pity or perhaps self-loathe?

The thoughts of Horror engulf your mind as tons of possibilities and outcomes flood in, so much you almost miss Lust's face lighting up when he grabs your arm and the ground beneath you disappears.

You reappear, stunned, stumbling, and Lust is similar, just he's up on his feet again in record time, while you go find a cell to lean on. You're very fortunate to be here, and you guess you owe a lot of people for their aid. 

But the journey's not over yet, you'll think of that later.

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Hello Hello! 

Know I said book related notes but who cares! This is the author note anyway I can jot down whatever i want! Anyways, fall break starts today and ends on Nov 28!! I'm going to try and write a little more on AO3 and also post some art on tumblr! Not really a school oriented week so I get some mental cooldown! :DDD love you guys! I encourage that you have fun this week and the next!

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- De Moogus