Chapter Thirty-Two, Part Three

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Monsters surround you from all directions when you step inside the hotel. Your arrival attracts the eye of almost everyone present, though most are prudent enough not to call you out. It was way too obvious you weren’t meant to be here -- or at least, so you thought. Faust didn’t appear to mind seeing all sorts of monsters around him. For you, it’s a different story. You don’t know how to react when an origami monster asks if you need help with your luggage and much less when you see the receptionist stop painting the nail on her thumb to greet you. Having no eyes or pretty much anything else besides a hand for a body makes it hard for you to decide where to focus your eyes on.

Faust interrupts your interactions with the hotel workers as he separates himself from you and rushes off to greet the young rabbit monster from his school. You can feel your pulse quicken when the parents acknowledge you, but you manage to wave at them with a smile on your face.

“(Ma’am/Sir)?”

You realize the hand monster is still waiting for you to pay attention back to her side. She’s holding onto a yellow file when you look back at her, and she sets it down for you to see it’s a record of your stay. The register is under the name of Sans, but it clarifies you’re the one to book the week-long stay not too far below.

“Will we be expecting your boyfriend, too?” she asks, pointing with her index finger for you to sign at the bottom of the paper. “He never told me if he was coming back, but he did say you would have a child with you -- How old is he?”

“Uh, Faust is seven -- almost eight years old.”

“He’s qualified to pay less for his stay, then.” Although you can’t tell whether she’s smiling or not, her gentle tone lets you know over her hospitality. She takes the file away and checks the validity of your signature, putting it away afterwards. “Your room is 12F. It has a full bed and a twin one for your son. You can take a look at the pamphlets beside me for the restaurant, bar, and laundry hours, or if you just want to take info about the hotel.”

“Thank you,” you comment, smiling at her. “How much would it be?”

“I’m afraid we use monster currency here, so you would have to exchange it at the service stations first. Part of it was already paid for by your partner, so you still have up until this following weekend to pay the rest.”

You make a mental note to talk with Sans about the subject, the cost he mentioned to you making much more sense now -- He had never mentioned the reason for the low cost of the stay, but you carried the idea as to why now. The reminder to thank Undyne for the help she gave you by hauling up your car is another thought that pops back in on your mind. Solana and the fact that she wouldn't be your neighbour anymore also crosses your thoughts. You can’t even begin to count how many calls you had to make to settle things out with everyone.

The receptionist hands you the key and waves you off. Smiling, you do the same and thank her one last time before you rush off to Faust’s side. His friend and her parents had already gone back to their rooms, yet he still somehow found another person to talk with -- this one also about the same age as him. You approach his side and see him talking with a young fire monster about the luxury of Mettaton's hotel, demonstrating his awe over what surrounded him by pointing out the large fountain at the center of the lobby and the chandelier placed right above. He also comments his surprise at how many new monsters his eyes had come across with, mentioning how he had never seen an origami or hand monster before, while the fire monster tells him she had never seen a younger human besides Frisk until today.

“Are you Faust’s (mom/dad)?” the child asks, bright orange flames flickering when she walks to your side.

“Yes, I am,” you reply, looking down at her with a smile on your face. That seemed to be the only action you could manage best while your mind adjusted itself to seeing so much change at once. You couldn’t erase the judge’s words off your mind and your worry for Faust -- He kept quiet about what Jessie had done to you once it had been dealt with, and he refused to talk about it further whenever you brought it up again. “It’s nice to meet you, miss.”

She giggles at the name you give her and offers her small hand out for a handshake. You reach out with caution, not wanting to intervene too much without the granted permission of her parental guardian. “I’m Pepper! Can my brother Chilly and I play with Faust sometimes?”

“Of course -- That’s fine with me. But remember to ask your parents first, too.”

A frown shows on the girl’s face when you say that. Guilt flashes on her visage as she looks down at the tiled floor and furrows her thin eyebrows together. “I- I’ll try,” she stutters, the bright colour of her fire growing dimmer along with her voice. “They won’t let me make human friends besides Frisk, b- but I want to change their mind.”

You can’t find the right words to aid in her lament. Faust, however, is one step ahead of you. “You can do it!” he exclaims, grabbing the girl by both her hands as he squeezes them lightly. “(Mom/Dad’s) been fighting all this time just to be with their monster friends -- One of them's even (Y/N)'s boyfriend now!”

It takes strength for you not to rush in and interrupt their moment, a few heads turning -- specifically on you -- when he says that. You try to focus on what he says next to distract yourself from the embarrassment and try not to dwell too much on how that word made you feel. Ignoring the curious glances from people nearby, your attention centers on the darker shade of orange that spreads on the girl’s face when Faust says that, and you can’t help but think back on a cartoon show he'd once made you watch with him. ‘Adventure Hour’, you remembered it being called. You recall you had been strict about him watching it, given you felt he was too young and guileless to know about the budding romance between the fire princess and the human boy, or the one between the bubblegum scientist and the vampire.

You wait until he finishes providing words of encouragement and order him to pick up his suitcase. He follows with a grin on his face and stops a few steps away from the fire girl to wave goodbye at her, his content expression managing to grow even brighter when he sees her wave back. You let out a laugh at that and cover up when he looks at you by taking the rest of the luggage and putting it in a cart.

Faust accompanies you with his suitcase and backpack while you push the rest towards the elevator. It’s empty on a first glance, but on a closer look, you can see a few Temmies huddled up at each corner. The door closes before you have the chance to back away from the elevator, leaving you with four Temmies shaking intensely, one of them growing red spots all over her body when she gets too close to you and Faust. Concerned, you ask if she’s alright, but she dismisses it by saying it’s her usual allergies. You give her a chewable  kid's Bendadryl from Faust’s medicine bag, not knowing if it would work on monsterkind, yet hoping it would be enough of a gesture to show your concern for her health.

As you stare at the group of Temmies and contemplate all the stuff you had gone through as of recently, you begin to think about Frisk and Faust -- how neither of the two seemed to have much trouble facing life as it kept on going. You think about Jessie, the trail, and Sans, until you hear Faust calling out your name, telling you the elevator had opened up at floor F.

"C'mon!" he shouts, pointing at the hall at the left side of the hotel. "Our room's over there!"

You wave goodbye at the Temmies before the doors manage to close on you. Then, you start making your way to Faust's side, telling him you would be there in a second.

The walk doesn't last long until you're forced to stop by your curiosity. Your eye catches the same light you had seen reflect twice at the town hall. Determined to see it this time, you stop fully on your tracks and turn to the light, head tilting up to see a bright, yellow object floating above you, closely resembling a four-pointed star. Allured, you reach out for it with your hand and flinch back when you see its shine grow brighter.

* It's a save point.

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