Cw: Suggestive Dialogue (Extremely brief)

—Your POV—

Time flies as you muse Horror with a vivid retelling of your day. Every minute, from the weird questions to the cookie eating. He snorts when you explain how badly you lost the game of Solitaire, and you glower at him with as menacing of a face as you can muster. He only laughs at your attempts. 

"Say, just what time is it?" You sit beside his laying form on his bed. Horror's arm rests on his eyes when the question comes from his mouth. "I'm like, starving." 

"Starving huh?" You poke him, marveling at how the bone squishes beneath your finger. "You must be hungry... you're not even skin and bones... just bones..." The silly pun leaks from you smiling lips as Horror huffs out a laugh. 

"Exactly." His tone carries a hint of mirth. "So I suggest you cook something..." There's a small pause as he peeks at you from beneath his arm, mischief in his eyes. "Before I eat you." 

You're up and off the bed in an instant, giggling like mad as you speed down the halls, Horror on your heels as you round a corner, tramping down the stairs while he chases you. You feel bony fingertips brush your collar as your feet hit the hard, tiled kitchen floor. 

"SAFE!" You squeal, hopping into place before the stove, still snickering like a loon. "You can't eat me I'm already here!" 

Horror, seemingly disgruntled, sighs. Bony hands are mere inches from you as he slinks off to plop at the table. Surprisingly enough, Killer, Error, Dust, Lust and Reaper are all down here, staring at you and Horror. You feel your face flush as so many eyes look between the two of you. 

"Should we...?" Reaper goes to say something, but Lust covers his mouth, a sultry smile lines his teeth.

 "Let them continue? Of course." Lust beams at you and Horror. The latter rolls his eyes and you release a sigh, shaking your head. As everything slowly resumes, you begin setting the stove.

"So who's gonna be my lucky helper huh?" You look to the several skeleton seated at the table, a kind smile gracing your lips. Unfortunately, not an ounce of attention comes your way. Every bony body is currently facing away from you, as they're all engrossed in some worthless gossip. 

"Ok, rephrase." You inhale, bracing to be clamored at, fought over, bribed, maybe even tugged in a few directions. Rolling the words over in your mouth, you prepare mentally and physically before speaking them. 

"Who wants bragging rights, and the benefit of eating more than everyone else?" 

Killer— no, Horror is the first one up, pretty much lunging in your direction. You strain your eyes to keep up as Dust not-so-kindly shoves him out the air, barely getting the chance to turn in your direction before Killer is inches in front of you, obscuring your view. 

"Hey—" Though, it's not for long at all before Lust is behind him, pushing him to the floor in favor of blinking innocently at you. It takes no more than a simple huff from Horror to get him back to his chair though, arms crossed and face scrunched up into a scowl. Not like he stood much a chance. 

You see Horror's teeth move as though to speak before he's tackled to the floor by Killer, pinned in place as Dust quickly makes his way towards you, though, a blur of black flashes before you, and he's gone. 

"Alright, alright!" Reaper calls from his spot at the table, rising. Error sits there idly twiddling his strings, watching the whole thing unfold. "I think this has gone on long enough." He slides up to you, his hand catching yours. "I think I wanna be the helper tonight."

"No fucking fair!" Killer whines, getting off of Horror as he levels Reaper with a searing gaze. "You didn't even try!" He's covered with scuffs, a tad roughed up, but barely hurt, truly. 

"I don't have to." A low, dark chuckle comes from Reaper as those lax, cool eye sockets suddenly turn cold and dark. "Unless, you'd rather taste death right now." 

Immediately, Killer backs down, reversing all the way to his seat. He actually stumbles into it, almost as though he didn't know it was there. It's faint, but you think you see just one lone ring of white within his eye socket. He shudders. 

Only then do you notice Dust, tied up and writhing in his chair. Muffled shouts come from his taped mouth. Wow... uh, how bad did Reaper want to be helper again, you look to him uncertainly. He only winks to you, eyes back to their usual look. 

Horror peels himself from the floor, settling back into his seat without so much as a word. He only huffs. Well, now that everyone's been thoroughly spooked out of the idea of helping, you guess Reaper wins. 

"Ok..." You say, not really knowing what to think, what to say. "Well, I suppose you'll be helping me, Reaper."

You turn to him, offering a sheepish smile. He grins back to you, twice as big. 

"Uh, please like, wash your hands and everything." You speak awkwardly, breaking his hold on your hand to start grabbing some of the pots and pans you'll need. "This is a medium maintenance meal so..." 

"Already did that!" He floats a little lower than usual. "All you have to do is tell me what I'll be assisting with!" 

"Ok then..." You clear your throat, risking a glance at the sulking skeletons at the table. Horror looks dejected. He had his chance, but you still offer a small, half smile. 

"Let's get this party started." 

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THAT IS THE FASTEST I HAVE EVER PRODUCED 1000 (ROUGHLY) WORDS WTF OMG MY FINGERS. 

Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed!

- De Moogus 

(Also, sorry this was so late Lmao I got reaaaaally engrossed in this crazy new game. RUIN DLC CAME OUT YESTERDAY AND I REALLY WANTED TO GET IT BUT I COULDNT so I played something different.)