Shattered Reflection

☠️12☠️

Me: Hiii~ Here's chapter 12~! I didn't know what Dreams palace/castle looked like or how to describe it, so I did my best using what I thought it would look like. So if I didn't get it right, forgive me but I don't feel like fixing/changing it cause I thought hard on the details, and I'm not good at typing out great details then I did this. Enjoy~

Italic--> 'Thoughts'

Bold--> "Nightmare when he talks"

Italic & Underline--> "Phone calls"

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The sun shone brightly in the clear, blue sky, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets. Laughter and chatter filled the air as families and friends strolled about, enjoying the pleasant afternoon. The aroma of various street foods wafted through the air, mingling with the sweet scent of flowers in full bloom.

Among the crowd, a girl with her waist-length brown hair and sparkling brown eyes, walked with Frost and Cheddar. Her bangs covered her left eye, adding a touch of mystery to her appearance. The trio headed toward a Nice Cream stand, their spirits high, smiles plastered on their faces as they joked and teased one another.

They reached the Nice Cream stand, and the vendor, a cheerful monster with a wide grin, greeted them warmly. Each friend ordered their favorite flavor, the bright colors and unique combinations reflecting their personalities. They found a shaded spot under a large tree, where they sat down to savor their treats.

The pun war began in earnest.

Frost started with a grin, "Hey Sunshine, what's a skeleton's least favorite room in the house? The living room!"

The girl chuckled and fired back, "Oh please, Frost. Why don't you go cool off? You're giving everyone the chills."

Cheddar sighed, rubbing his temples. "Can you two give it a rest? You're both driving me bonkers with your bonehead jokes."

But the girl was on a roll. "Hey Frost, what did the skeleton say before dining? Bone appetit!"

Frost laughed, nearly dropping his Nice Cream. "Good one, Sunshine! But I've got one for you. Why don't skeletons fight each other? They don't have the guts!"

The playful banter continued, the laughter ringing out like a melody, filling the air with joy. It was a moment of pure happiness, a perfect day shared with cherished friends. It was like nothing can ever change, it was peaceful. But it changed when Sans left to get some napkins leaving the girl with his brother. 

She jumps when his voice suddenly a big loud. "Sunny! What do you think of my brother, hm?" 'Sunny' face turns red at his comment.

"Wh-why would you say such a thing, Cheddar? Frost is my best friend." Her voice went higher pitch, looking at her Nice Cream in her hand.

"Nyheh heh! I see the way my brother looks at you, Sunny!" Her red face grew darker, placing one hand on her hot cheek.

"Well I do li—." She froze, eyes shrunk into pinpricks as they shook. She drops her Nice Cream, as Papyrus tilts his head.

"Sunny? Are you okay, friend—" He never got a chance to finish his sentence when he dropped to the ground as she stood over his trembling bones. "S-Sunny? Wh-why—"

The girl, 'Sunny' eyes are covered by the shadows her smile slowly widens, and there is a glint of metal in her hand, it's a knife with his blood on it.

"'Sunny' isn't here at the moment, Papyrus~ Let's play a game of Kill the Skeleton ~." Her voice became different, not the kind, soft voice of his friend.