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(Unknown POV):
“It had been seven years since the monsters came to the surface their appearance had been a surprise to the populace sure, but everyone knew the government had to know something. After all weird shit was their business and seeing these guys would definitely qualify as weird shit. People at first were frightened after all some of the monsters looked a little worse for wear, but then this kid came forth and something about them spoke louder than words which seemed few and far between from them. They stayed in the mountains for about a year till all the legal crap was dispensed with and finally were allowed to enter the city with rights like that of its citizens.”
“Trouble is this city isn’t much kinder than the tunnels below, humans are cold greedy beast, and they don’t like to share at all. Racism was a problem that said when it was it never a problem, and many folks often got into fights with monsters who weren’t allowed to use any ‘violent’ magic. Once Asgore’s crimes were discovered he was punished just like any other person, but lots of monsters weren’t fans of that. Right now, I’m sure your wondering who the fuck is telling you all this well this is my journal.”
“My name is (Y/n) I lost my family a long time ago at a young age, my brothers were all shifty all but Curt who OD on heroin. Rule one don’t take your own shit. My mother and father argued constantly, abuse of course in all its forms, and finally dear old dad had enough and blew mommies head clean off leading to him being arrested. Their families didn’t speak to them, and the pair were basically disowned which left a little five year old girl in the hands of her older brothers Todd, Lee, and Curt. All three known criminals. Little (Y/n) never got to go to a normal school, have friends, get a job no her only job was to steal for her brothers and take her small portion of dinner. Cops in the town for the longest time had been shit, and none of them could measure up with her speed or whit…until he arrived.”
(No Ones POV):
Sirens whaled in the city as a cop car chased after a hooded figure on the street, this chase sounds extreme for a theft, but the individual just stole a necklace from the ambassador of all monsters. The Queen and her child had been attending the grand opening of Hopps new Ice Cream Parlor when someone managed to get close enough to Frisk the ambassador. The flower known as Flowey took notice moments later and pointed out the criminal leading us to this goose chase through the streets of Ebott City. Once the target was cornered the cop exited their vehicle to engage the assailant on foot chasing them down an ally using other cops to block their exits.
See this wasn’t this cops first encounter with this target, that black ear pointed hoodie was in rough enough shape to be easily distinguished and the logo for the Mad Hounds plastered on the back. The officer was determined to catch this kleptomaniac once and for all known as the Night Wolf truly this nimble brute would be a worthy catch. Cornered the masked thief turned slowly before picking up a broken pipe wielding it like a baseball bat as he slammed it threateningly on the ground. Things felt frozen for a moment before the attacker lunged swinging wildly like a feral beast yet not landing any connecting blows to the cop who dodged and ducked past their strikes.
Ducking down the officer circles around grasping the pipe and firmly holding it close to the attackers neck pressing them against them. As the assailant struggles the officer keeps him detained he grows weary giving him the chance to release and properly cuff him now that he was disoriented. The other officers mange to arrive as they lift the surprisingly light man a gruff voice growls out “HOLD HIM STEADY I WANT TO SEE THE BASTARD WHO HAS BEEN FUCKING WITH US FOR THE PAST THREE MONTHS!” No one challenged his demand except for the struggling perp.
A boney hand gripped a cheap werewolf latex mask ripping it off before freezing dropping the mask as fluffy black hair short and unkept broke free from its confines. The face attached was a soft delicate face of a young woman a diamond in the ruff with bright golden irises that evoked fury. She had one prominent scar across her nose and her ears had been surgically clipped to be pointed giving her a unique image that showed she had a past beyond just petty theft. The perp was not as shocked as her captor who’s skull still showed a look of shock analyzing her causing her to struggle more.
She knew this cop well because he was always the one cop who made her day fucking hell, he was rather clever for a bag of bones and unlike human cops who usually gave up after the first few failures this one wouldn’t quit. She figured if she stole the ambassadors necklace and got away with it he’d be fired for his failure to the Queen and her child then she could get on with her work. Now though this pig had managed to get her in a box, was she scared of him? Of course not. (Y/n) had seen plenty of monsters human or otherwise and the only monster she feared was her eldest brother. Todd was not a forgiving boss, last time she had been caught and under arrest for a week he had her face cut deep enough to scar.
Anytime she fucked up there were consequences and those typically meant some part of her was going to be injured, mutilated, or scarred. (Y/n) let out a snarl as she lifted enough weight to kick the skeleton cop in the nose regaining his attention yet in probably the wrong way of doing so. He swiftly held his nasal bone before growling himself and knocking her out with a swift light punch to the stomach effectively taking the fight out of the already weakened criminal leaving her to darkness…
“Officer Papyrus the subject is in the vehicle are you alright sir?” The human officer asked with some concern a rare thing on the force as many officers were commonly anti-monster sympathizers.
“I AM FINE YOU NEEDN’T WORRY ABOUT ME HUMAN FOCUS ON GETTING THAT ONE BACK TO HEAD QUARTERS AND NEGOTIATING ME AN INTERVIEW WITH HER UNDERSTOOD.” He just smiled and nodded running along as Papyrus had asked, honestly it surprised him to find humans much like their friend Frisk.
After the car ride to the station the fellow officer managed to smooth talk the sheriff into letting the skeleton monster have his interview while the necklace was returned to the Queen. Papyrus clicked the interview room door open slowly before striding in with his clip board and a few items he had brought with him. If he were underground he could’ve used different more extreme methods, but the justice system here in the above was very differently structured he had to find new methods of expunging info from criminals.
Taking his seat trying to not show much sympathy Papyrus kept a cold scowl on his skull as his blood red eye lights burned in the direction of her gaze. Much like in the ally the two had what felt like a standoff for some time till the woman finally spoke for the first time her voice oddly pleasing to his metaphorical ears.
“What could you possibly want from me! Just go ahead and send me to jail you boney prick!” She slammed her cuffed hands onto the metal table with a scowl unbefitting her face as she looked Papyrus in the sockets in place of his eyes.
“OH, I COULD EASILY GIVEN THE SHIT STUNT YOU JUST PULLED. BUT I GET THE FEELING THAT’S A REWARD AND NOT A PUNISHMENT.” Her stiffing body told the skeleton all he needed to know…someone had this woman scared and going to jail surrounded by prisoners was a better fate to her than her showing up empty handed with cuffs.
“D-Don’t read into it just send me to jail! I admit it okay! I am a fucking thief!” Papyrus had to steel himself to keep his face from softening as the woman’s attitude reminded him of his brother in some ways.
“I THINK YOU COULD BE SO MUCH MORE THAN A THIEF IF YOU SIMPLY APPLY YOURSELF DEAR.” Sans had PHD’s surly this human woman had some talent, and regardless being a criminal wasn’t a real life for her.
“Oh, that so? No education, No references, criminal background, exedra yeah I’m a real good prospect.” His phalange clutched his pants tightly in irritation, just who the hell were her mother and father did they not care that much that they left her at home with no sense of schooling?
“WOULD YOU CONSIDER COMMUNITY SERVICE IN LUE OF IMPRISONMENT? I CAN GET THE DETAILS WORKED OUT YOU WOULD HAVE A WARM BED AND FOOD SHOULD YOU NEED IT.” Her body bristled although her agitation only served to confuse me, shouldn’t she happy? Grateful?
“What are you implying!? Besides, I told you I WANT to be imprisoned!” Her voice cracked with a hint of desperation and a look in her eyes that was pleading with him to just let her go.
Papyrus sighed deeply pinching the ridge of his brow bone before swallowing his irritation and gently laying his hand over hers “HE WON’T HURT YOU WHOEVER DID THIS TO YOU. I PROMISE YOU WILL NEVER BE HURT THIS WAY AGAIN. PLEASE TAKE THE OFFER I WANT TO HELP YOU, YOU REMIND ME…OF MY BROTHER IN SOME WAYS.”
Her face seemed to soften a bit as if Papyrus had hit the root of the problem in her apprehension and she relaxed a bit giving a nod. Upon her agreeance she was given papers, and escorted to the skeletons cruiser before being driven from the station. She’d stay under his temporary custody till she showed she could be a model citizen and pay her dues to society. Once they arrived Papyrus asked her to follow him inside and remove her shoes which she huffed but complied since he was generous enough to do this.
Papyrus POV:
She was cautiously scoping out the area as if any moment someone would ambush her and add a new scar to her body. As she removed her hoodie slowly hanging it on the wall I let out a nonexistent breath when I saw the tons of scars covering her arms some fresh, and some old. I hadn’t meant to stare for as long as I did, but I had not seen scars like that on humans more so monsters such as myself from the Underground.
“T-Take a picture it last longer pig.” She fidgeted slightly I ignored her embarrassment and my own as I growled before removing my uniform jacket smirking when she stared at the scars on my arms.
“YOUR NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH SCARS IN THIS HOUSE, NOW BE A GOOD POOCH AND GET SETTLED IN YOUR NEW DOG HOUSE.” I laughed lightly at her embarrassment as she huffed swearing lightly as she went into the guestroom about being called a dog.
I made my way into the kitchen to prepare tonight’s dinner which was easy enough to prepare, I started prepping the tomato sauce as the pasta boiled on the stove. The shutting of a door told me it was either Sans or our new house guest, but the loud swears in font was a dead giveaway as to who was storming into the kitchen. We were pretty much use to rough days, and it typically was best to leave each other alone when we were pissed to avoid a fight, but he probably should be made aware that it isn’t just us now.
“SANS WE NEED TO TALK.”
“Tch, what da hell happened to the ‘no talk’n when the pissed skeleton’s walk’n’ rule?! What could be so damn importan’ you’d wanna bother me bout when I already wanna break tha damn table?”
“WE HAVE A GUEST NOW I WANT YOU TO BE ON YOUR BEST BEHAVIOR NO FIGHTING THEM…OR ANYTHING UNSAVORY.”
“Da hell do you fuck’n mean a guest?!”
“So…I have two skeletons to deal with for the price of one. That’s great. Just fucking fabulous.” We both looked over to see the guest in question, I took in her outfit for a moment seeing that she’d changed into a blank tank top and yellow boxers with paw prints on them. I ignored my slight blush at those shorts they were rather…cute.
“You his fuck’n lay or something?” I smacked Sans in the back of his skull lightly ignoring his irritated swears of protest.
“YOU IDIOT SHE ISN’T HERE FOR THAT, SHE’S A CRIMINAL I’M HELPING REHABILITAE FROM WORK!” I spoke as I started prepping the lasagna and placing it in the oven.
“That so huh?” Sans got that idiotic grin of his as he held his hand out to her making me roll my eyes a bit “What’s wrong brat don’t cha know how ta greet a new pal?”
(Y/n) hesitated before looking at me then back to Sans extending her hand, and when the shock hit her what she did next caught us off guard. After the buzzer zapped her she dropped to the ground curled into a small fetal position as if she was waiting for Sans to zap her again. Ah, she must believe he was testing or disciplining her in some way not surprising given her past. Ignoring Sans expression, I bent down and put a hand slowly on top of her head speaking as gently as I could despite my impressive boisterous voice.
“YOUR OKAY IT WAS JUST ONE OF MY BROTHERS STUPID JOKES, NO ONE IS HURTING YOU UNDER MY WATCH DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” She looked up slowly her eyes scanning the room as she took in my words I forgot my hand was on her head, when did I start lightly running my phalanges though it?
“NOW IF ALL THE INTRODUCTIONS ARE FINISHED LETS EAT SHALL WE?”