Dear Diary,

Boss already left the house to go do his "royal guard" duty stuff for the day. I was alone in the house with Lust again, and I felt almost eager to spend more time with him again. 

It was strange how eager I felt, but I wrote it off to being exposed to a novelty. Didn't everyone get excited with new things? 

Lust was actually really nice to be around. He was very social, unlike me, and seemed to always know what to say to make me feel comfortable. He was always very calm and collected, despite him basically being our prisoner. It interested me, how he could keep his composure so well in any situation. 

Today, I told him about life here in UnderFell. He was really easy to talk to, listening to me with attentive eyelights and putting in his own commentary every so often. 

I talked about how, in UnderFell, all of the monsters had become violent after our King had declared the law sentencing any human who fell down to death. To prepare for the day we might encounter a human, the King ordered frenzy to be administered to all monsters. Frenzy was a type of drug that drove a monster mad until they finally killed another being. Every monster was given this drug to strengthen our LV, but of course, that meant that many monsters fell victim to others. 

Those that got doused with the stuff and survived were never the same again. The drug was unstable, so it would damage a monster internally and externally. Eventually, frenzy was outlawed, in concern of our falling population. 

Unfortunately, even after frenzy left a monster's system, that monster would still continue to be violent. That was why all of the monsters in UnderFell were so violent, getting into fights constantly to raise their LV. Of course, it was nothing compared to when frenzy was first administered, but the Underground was never the same again. 

Lust listened to the entire story, his violet eyelights misted with sadness. "It seems that your life here is very difficult." He looked down at the carpet, toying with the edge of his sweater. "I wish I could help, but I guess that's silly to say. Something like this would have been happening for a long time already."

I sighed, turning back to him. "I didn't tell you that story to get your pity. Like you said, it's already happened. There's nothing we can do 'bout it besides deal with it."

He watched me carefully, violet eyelights appraising me. He turned away, casting his eyelights downwards. "Yes, I suppose it is." He replied quietly. His words seemed to carry more weight than if he had just been listened to the story. I stared at him curiously, wanting to ask more about it, but in the end, I decided against it. It was his privacy after all.

Leaning back on the couch, I put my arms behind my head, relaxing. Breathing out a sigh, I turned a crimson eyelight towards Lust. "What's your world like?"

He stiffened at the question, then relaxed, going back to his usual composure. I frowned slightly at that reaction, but didn't say anything.

"Well.. My universe is much more peaceful than yours." He mused, turning his purple eyelights away. "No one tries to kill each other or anything. They're all pretty nice, as long as you keep to yourself."

"Wow." I muttered, looking down at my sneaker's shoelaces. "Your world sounds so much better than mine." I couldn't hide the note of jealousy that crept into my voice. It was hard to even imagine a world where you could walk around without the threat of being dusted.

The softer skeleton looks over at me, smiling wryly. "Heh, yeah.." He looked off into the distance, his face clouding over as he contemplated.

I watched him, my red eyelights filled with confusion. One minute, He was saying how great his universe was, and the next, he was giving off the vibe that he hated his universe. What was up with this guy?

Grunting, I pushed myself off the couch. "Have you eaten anything?" I hadn't seen him eat since me and Boss had captured him.

The purple-eyed skeleton looked down, a little sheepish. "Not really.." I sighed, grumbling to myself before motioning for him to follow. "C'mon, let's see what's in the fridge."

Hearing the other's soft padding behind me, I walked on into the kitchen, approaching the fridge. "50 gold that it's all lasagna." I snickered over my shoulder. Lust smiled at my demeanor, patiently waiting for me to reveal our lunch.

Oh, what do you know? Lasagna filled pretty much every single shelf. I pulled out a pan from the multiple stores, careful to balance it as I closed the fridge.

I walked past Lust, setting the lasagna in our beat-up looking microwave to heat it. I hummed while I waited, watching the smaller skeleton out of the corner of my socket.

He had gone back to observing his surroundings again. It was actually kinda fascinating to see how intent his heart-shaped eyelights became when he was focused on something.

I tore my gaze away, looking at the beeping microwave. Sighing, I opening the microwave door and grabbed the pan, not even bothering to wear mittens. It wasn't like we had skin to burn or anything.

I set the smoking lasagna on the table, getting out a couple knives to slice up the pieces.

Lust watched as I set a piece of lasagna in front of him. He stared at it for awhile, as if reminiscing something. Did his brother cook lasagna too? Watching him carefully, I saw him acknowledge me staring, before opening his mouth slightly to eat.

As he opened his mouth, he revealed small fangs not unlike my own. Of course, mine and Boss's were much larger and sharper, but still. I watched as he brought a piece up to his mouth, a small flash of his purple tongue being seen before he swallowed the food. Seeing those fangs and tongue made my soul beat a little faster for some reason.

Lust scooped up another piece with his fork, then looked up, watching me curiously. I blushed light crimson, turning away quickly. Shit, he probably thought I was some creep now. I berated myself internally.

Surprisingly, he only quirked an eyebrow ridge in amusement at my flustered display. That only made me worse. I pulled my hood over my head, hiding my face. "Don't look at me like that." I grumbled, my voice muffled from the fabric.

Lust looked like he was trying hard not to laugh. Instead of teasing me further, he only mercifully turned back to his lunch, continuing to eat.

After we were both finished with our food, I returned to the couch and flopped back down. Lust followed me, staying a respectful distance behind.

There was so much that I wanted to ask him, like how he was coping with being our prisoner, or what was his world really like. Or even just his personal preferences and habits. It was weird. I just really wanted to get to know this strange skeleton better, but it only seemed that the more he learned about me and UnderFell, the less I learned about him.

But I couldn't ask him. We barely knew each other, and I was technically his "jailer". We weren't here for bonding time.

But I still yearned for it just the same.