Duska

My studies are over for the week as a snow storm is headed for town and they want to board up the school before tomorrow. Luckily enough the skeleton brothers should be arriving today and I would feel horrible if they came up in the middle of a snow storm. I carry my guitar in my right hand while I hold my portable keyboard under my left arm. I turn the corner and my apartment building comes into view, a large moving truck is parked out front with several people leaning against the truck. I continue walking but someone grabs my keyboard which makes me turn and snatch it away from them. A ragged man stands there with anger clearly written on his face, I look down and see something poking out strangely from inside the right coat pocket, it's silver and sharp.

"Gimme those and I may not kill you."

He was looking directly at my instruments, the one thing that I had bought with my own hard work and dedication to saving money.

"Leave me alone!"

I take a step back but the man takes one with me and grabs the wrist holding the guitar. He pulls his knife out into the open and begins waving it in my face menacingly. The glint in his eyes tell me that he's not afraid to kill.

"Let go!"

Instead of doing as I asked he grabs my wrist tighter, making my sensitive skin already develop a bruise. His face turns into a sneer as I try and pull my wrist away.

"hey."

We both turn to the deep voice to see Sans standing in the alleyway, his left eye slightly glowing blue while the other is an empty hole of black. His smile and eyes make him look incredibly creepy.

"you better go."

"Or what monster!?!"

Sans' left hand glows blue as his eye intensifies, his infinite smile makes him look terrifying. His magic seems similar to my own.

"you'll have a bad time."

The man looks back between me and Sans but eventually he lets me go and runs quickly in the opposite direction. Sans stops glowing, returning to his normal state, and offers to take my guitar with a worried look on his face.

"want me to carry that? your wrist looks bruised."

"Um... yes. Thanks."

I pass him my guitar and we both head off inside to where a tall skeleton was carrying a lamp into the apartment.

"SANS! WHERE DID YOU GET THAT GUITAR FROM?"

"it's duska's. this is her papyrus."

The skeleton walks up to me and suddenly pulls me into a tight hug. Sans quickly takes my keyboard off of me before Papyrus has a chance to crush it along with my arm.

"HELLO HUMAN! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS, BROTHER OF SANS."

"Nice to... meet you..."

"hey pap, your crushing her."

Papyrus drops me and picks up the previously dropped lamp, luckily enough there isn't a light bulb in there or it would have shattered.

"MOVING IS DIFFICULT BUT IT IS NO PROBLEM FOR THE GREAT PAPYRUS!"

I look at Sans but he just shrugs and hands me back my keyboard before leading me inside, to where half of my furniture has been replaced with higher quality items.

"Sans... this stuff..."

"your couch and chairs looked dead so we put our stuff here. that cool?"

"Uh... yeah. As long as you don't go in my bedroom."

"don't worry, i made sure papyrus didn't."

The statement gave me the small though that Sans did in fact look in my room but the thought quickly left as a loud crach makes me jump and almost drop my keyboard.

"SORRY HUMAN, I DROPPED A PICTURE."

Papyrus walked into the loungeroom holding the broken picture of one of my drawings, a pencil drawn blue butterfly headed up into the starlit sky, my favourite picture. Papyrus looks really upset from breaking my picture, his face seems to be the type that shouldn't be sad.

"papyrus..."

"I AM SORRY HUMAN."

"It's fine Papyrus. Only the glass is broken, the picture's fine."

I place my keyboard onto it's foldable shelf then took the crack photo frame from the sad skeleton.

"See Papyrus. Look."

I flip it over and take the picture out from the back, releasing several pieces of glass from the frame.

"It's fine see? It just needs a new frame."

I wiggle the laminated picture around and Papyrus seems very happy.

"I AM GLAD HUMAN. I WILL TRY TO NOT KNOCK ANYTHING OVER FROM NOW ON."

"You've been moving all of your stuff so you must be tired. It's not your fault."

I think for a moment to think of a way to take a few minutes of relaxation, for both me and the world brothers.

"You know what?"

I place down the picture and sit down onto the extremely comfortable couch.

"How about I sing something?"

"YOU CAN SING!?!"

He claps in excitement as he sits crossed legged on the ground, his permanent smile growing larger.

"Sans? Can I please have my guitar?"

He passes it to me and sits down beside his overly excited brother. I strum the guitar a few times then close my eyes as lyrics flood my mind.

"The sun goes down

The stars come out

And all that counts

Is here and now

My universe,

Will never be the same

I'm glad you came."

"You cast a spell on me, spell on me

You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me

And I decided you look well on me, well on me

So let's go somewhere no one else can see, you and me.

Turn the lights out now.

Now I'll take you by the hand

Hand you another drink

Drink it if you can,

Can you spend a little time,

Time is slipping away,

Away from us so stay,

Stay with me I can,

Make you glad you came."

"The sun goes down

The stars come out

And all that counts

Is here and now.

My universe,

Will never be the same

I'm glad you came

I'm glad you came."

"You cast a spell on me, spell on me

You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me

And I decided you look well on me, well on me

So let's go somewhere no one else can see, you and me."

"Turn the lights out now

Now I'll take you by the hand

Hand you another drink

Drink it if you can

Can you spend a little time,

Time is slipping away,

Away from us so stay,

Stay with me I can make,

Make you glad you came."

"The sun goes down

The stars come out

And all that counts

Is here and now.

My universe,

Will never be the same

I'm glad you came

I'm glad you came."

"I'm glad you came

So glad you came

I'm glad you came

I'm glad you came."

"The sun goes down

The stars come out,

And all that counts

Is here and now.

My universe,

Will never be the same,

I'm glad you came,

I'm glad you came."

My eyes open to see both of the brothers' jaws almost literally falling to the floor, the pair of them are speechless which was something I wasn't expecting. Sans was the first to recover from the shock and he gave a small laugh as he closed his jaw and his... eye sockets... somehow... Wait, how does that work?

"your a great singer. and guitarist."

"YOU ARE WONDERFUL! METTATON WOULD LOVE YOU!!"

"Huh? Mettaton? You mean that famous monster robot?"

"YES! I AM FRIENDS WITH HIM! I WILL CALL HIM!"

Papyrus runs off before I have a chance to tell him no. I sigh as Sans pats my knee and gives me a sympathetic look.

"sorry, i guess your gonna meet everyone earlier than i thought."

"Wait... everyone? He said that he was going to call Mettaton?"

"papyrus is probably gonna call everyone. your gonna have an audience."

"What!?! But the snow storm?"

"mettaton will find a way."

I yawn as the events of today have tired me out and it's only midday. Sans' smile grows wider as he points a thumb towards my bedroom.

"go take a nap. i'll watch papyrus."

"Alright then. Just knock on my door when people start arriving please."

"all good. night."

"Night Sans."

I head off to my room, place my guitar in it's corner and hop into bed without even changing clothes. As soon as my head hits the pillow the stress of today all wash away as darkness covers my mind.

People, monsters, wildlife, everything around me has burnt away from a mass of green-blue fire. My left hand has turned into bone while magic encircles it. The ground below me has a torn blue jacket alongside a burnt red scarf.

"Papyrus? Sans!?!"

I know this is a dream. I've had this dream for months now, every new person I meet joins in with the piles of dead. Dust and corpses cover the desolate landscape as tears fall from my face. Just because it's a dream... that information doesn't make it feel less real.

"hey duska?"

I quickly sit up as Sans' voice comes from the other side of my door, a knock follows it several seconds later.

"I'm awake."

"mettaton called. everyone will be here in a few minutes."

"Thanks. I-i'll be right out."

I hear his footsteps leave my door and I fall back onto my bed, my pillow has tears on it again.

"Stupid nightmare..."

I sit up and begin thinking on what to wear. Should I wear something fancy or casual? I don't know what to do with... people coming over. I decide to just throw on a red top with black shorts, voices come from outside my door. I'm beginning to regret singing to the brothers, I've known them for less than an hour!

(The video is made by youtube.com/stephanieanderson. It's a great song and the music video she made is beautiful. I hope you enjoyed!)