Dear Diary,

I made sure to visit Lust everyday during work. He still hadn't talked, but that was okay. I knew he couldn't be taking his situation very well.

I don't know if I helped by being there, but I was hoping that by visiting him everyday and keeping him company, he wasn't as alone, even if we didn't talk.

And it had gone on like that for almost a week, just me sitting there, accompanying him, while he sat there, motionless. Until today.

It had gone on like it usually did, just me sitting next to him against the wall, resting my eyelights, when suddenly,

"Knock knock."

I paused, blinking my sockets. Did he..?

I turned my skull towards Lust. The purple-eyed skeleton was watching me with that amused smile playing across his face.

"Knock knock."

I hadn't heard wrong then. Well, I never passed up an opportunity to hear a joke. Especially since Boss hated them, so I haven't made one in ages.

"Who's there?" I asked the classic return line, watching the softer skeleton curiously.

He smiled, almost mischievously. "Etch."

I cocked an eyebrow ridge in confusion. "Etch who?"

"Bless you." He smiled widely, gauging my reaction.

My sockets widened as the joke sank in. "Oh my God. That was horrible." I wheezed as I began to laugh. His jokes were just as bad as mine!

He grinned even bigger at my laughter. His smile really was quite beautiful actually.

"Knock knock."

Oh, again? I couldn't wait to hear this. "Who's there?"

"Cows go."

"Cows go who?"

He smiled, laughter dancing in his eyelights. "No silly, cows go moo!"

Oh my God, that was even worse! And that only made it funnier! I snorted, covering my mouth with my jacket sleeve. "Jeez Lust, who taught you these?" I choked out, tears springing to my sockets from how hard I was trying to suppress my laughter.

And our day went on like that, all the way until I had to go back to my station to seem like I had been there the whole time. We threw jokes back and forth. It was the most I had laughed in a long time. And it was amazing to hear my softer duplicate laughing too. It was like a tinkling of wind-chimes. Much deeper of course, but just as soothing and pleasant to listen to.

I realised that I wanted to hear his laugh again. Not just today, but everyday. It was amazing making someone else happy, when all I had been used to doing was helping spread misery and pain. That was just the way it was here. Nobody really laughed. There were only glares, and the threat of being dusted hanging over you every second of your existence.

What had become of this place we called home? There had to have been a time where laughter was everywhere, where people weren't afraid of each other and instead, strived to make everyone laugh. To spread happiness.

I found myself longing for that time, and in turn, wishing to be closer to Lust again. Why was I always thinking that these days?

Well, whatever. One thing I know for sure is, I want to hear his laugh again.