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"Would you like the green tea from Japan or your grandmother's pandan tea, my mistress?" Honey asked, bowing his head a little in his new uniform. Saika looked at him, surprised at how the new uniforms her father had sent to her had looked on her butler. She had all of the uniforms delivered by Honey to her other 5 servants since he was the one who was helping her this morning. She had thought at first that they looked a bit dull due to her father's taste, but hopefully her servants liked the new suit. He had even sent her a dress, one that she would have to wear when attending the party that was scheduled 3 months from today for her father's birthday party.
Saika didn't fancy parties, but she had to tolerate them because her father adored them. He had sent them 3 months early because he couldn't contain his excitement. He had told her specifically that he wanted this party to be his biggest party yet. Mostly when he held parties, Saika didn't have to bring along her servants, since her dad already had about 350 in his mansion (dang these rich people! Xd) but now he had even bought her servants all expensive matching suits so that Saika could bring them along. He told her that these were specially made so that he would be able to identify and meet the butlers that were taking care of his daughter.
Saika was already in a bad mood from yesterday, when she had spent all her time attending the scheduled meetings centered on the well being of all her butlers and having to meet people who kept saying for her to get "human" butlers instead of weird "monsters" because that was the "normal" thing to do. It twisted her soul for monsters, but made a burning hatred towards most human beings she came into contact with. She knew most of them were just in for the money, and others were completely useless. At least all of her butlers had a certain talent. Saika was of the few (including her father) who had taken in monsters who really needed the money and could be useful in the upcoming future. Whilst her father had half and half of humans and monsters, Saika had no trace of human beings excluding herself.
Now to really brighten up her mood, her father had requested a picture of all of her servants and herself to be in a picture with their clothing and sent to him so that he could see how they all looked (though Saika knew her father just wanted to see her in the dress...). She hated having to take pictures (talking to you selfie taking people! XD) and most having to wear her dad's extremely frilly dresses. Welp, maybe after this was over, she could rest in her room with her favorite books surrounding her again.
Okay, okay, no more background information until later! Back to Honey and his question...
Saika's POV
Of course it had to be today, how could I have forgotten? With all those stupid meetings yesterday, maybe I could have remembered. Ugh, I'm stressing out when I shouldn't be.
I hated having to do this, but when your father was of high class and had given you the freedom to live by yourself, you really couldn't say no. Besides, it was in 3 months, so I had plenty of time to prepare. My butlers, all six of them, would be prepared in no time as well. They had already been living here for five months and they have gotten used to how I did things around here.
I looked at Honey, studying him before answering,
"I'll take the pandan tea, if you wouldn't mind..."
Honey nodded his head thoughtfully and smiled. "Your wish is my command m'lady Saika." He exited, his tall body straightening to its full potential. He closed the door behind him.
I sighed. The debates were getting to me. What was wrong with humans living with monsters anyway? It wasn't like we still had a war going on. If this continued, then there would be a war, whether we wanted it or not. Besides, what was wrong with living with skeletons? They were good for studying anatomy if you wanted to.
I got ready, putting on the dress my father had given me. I was going to check my butler's rooms to see their uniforms personally. I had already seen Honey's, so there was no use going to his room.
I exited, turning to the long hallway on my left. My room was the farthest in this hall and all my servants' rooms were on the opposite hall from mine. For some odd reason, the architecture of the house was to have ONE room in one lonely hallway while in another, there was about 8 rooms. Brilliant.
I made my way over to the first door, which was Mr. Sans' room, my dumb high heels father had sent with the dress clicking against the flooring. I stood and took a deep breath. I knocked.
Sans' POV
*knock, knock, knock*
I turned to the door, confused. Since being a butler, getting used to getting up early in the mornings was hard. And being my lazy self, I'd rather get up when I naturally wake up. But needing this job, having to spend 5 months here, you catch on quickly. Especially when the mistress was a BIT intimidating, but y'know, a bit cute at times as well...
But having her specifically knock on my door was odd enough. She never personally knocked on our doors unless it was something really personal or important. Having her own knocking patterns, a loud knock, a short knock, and then a quiet knock, it let us know when it was her.
Maybe it had something to do with the uniform that Honey had given us this morning, telling us to get ready for a pic or some sort. It was a neon and dark blue color with golden and black lacings, strangely expensive and unique at the same time. The guy told us to wear them to see if they fit us, which strangely they did.
I went over to the door and opened it. I almost, bursted out laughing.
Saika, our serious mistress and m'lady, was wearing the most oversized, adorable, and frilly dress I have ever seen. It had the same colors and lacings as our uniforms, except it had white star like sparkles littered around it. She looked like she was about to explode with color, almost like Blueberry...
Almost...
I covered my face from snickering. "Ahh! Mistress S-Saika! What a-are you d-doing here!?" Saika had the most blank facial expression ever. She tilted her head, staring at me with those mysterious eyes and walked inside.
"What does it look like? I'm here to examine your uniform before the photo." She walked around me, her dress trailing behind her. I had gotten used to how she acted (which had taken the whole first month) and I could actually feel comfortable around her.
"Why? We just have to put it on and make sure it fits right?"
"Sans, you do know that my father has high expectations for you all and for myself included."
"But why? And why do we even have to take a picture of all of us in these? Won't your dad see us eventually with them on?
She lifted my arms and looked at my messy tie. "Yes, but he just wants to see if we look... I guess fashionable... in them because we have a party we will be attending in 3 months. He doesn't want us looking freakishly ridiculous from the rest of the party members. Though this dress looks outrageously ridiculous on me."
Mistress Saika took my blue tie off and started 're-tying it. Her face was awfully close to mine and- holy hot dogs- I had never been this close to the mistress before. I could practically smell her natural scent. Butterscotch... I avoided her eyes and looked at the ceiling.
"Mistress, I don't think you look ridiculous. You look rather, um, stunning to me."
She didn't look up from tying. "Oh really? Am I stinging you with ridiculous frills? Am I hurling dangerous sparkling sparkles at you? Hmm. Well, thank you for trying to improve my attitude Mr. Sans, but I don't think that your jokes will rather help."
"Hey, hey, what's up with you? You seem moody-er than other days."
"I'm sorry, but that's classified. You don't need to know unimportant details."
"Welp, if it's bothering you, m'lady, then it does have to be important, otherwise you would dismiss it as if it never really happened."
She made one final jerk to tighten the tie up straightly. She gave another final examination and sighed.
"Always perspective, aren't you, Mr. Sans?" She said, turning around to the door and giving me a sidded glance.
"Also, if you are late again, Mr. Sans, you won't like what happens next." She opened the door, ready to leave when she stopped.
"Don't forget about your gloves on top of your desk counter either. If you do, I'll make you run around the house 20 times for a week."
Mistress Saika closed the door behind her, leaving me to look at the counter top of my desk and find a pair of unseen gloves. I chuckled.
"Perspective as always too, huh?" I said, even though I had already knew that.
Saika's POV
Four more doors, I thought to myself. The next door beside Sans' was one of the most nicest monsters I have ever met. There were actually two monsters who were really nice and respectful to me, and luckily they were the next two doors I would check up on. All of my servants were nice and respectful (at times) but these two were just plain too innocent, and -adorableattimes- for this world.
The next door, I gave the same pattern of knocks.
Papyrus' POV
I immediately jumped up to the door, recognizing the pattern of knocks almost instantly. IT'S MISTRESS SAIKA!! The mistress rarely came to our doors personally, which was odd. But I was too excited to care for that!
"MISTRESS SAIKA! WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE TODAY? ALSO, GOOD MORNING!!"
"Oh, good morning to you too, Mr. Papyrus. I've just come by to see how my servants look in their outfits that was delivered this morning."
"WOWIE! SO YOU CAME JUST TO CHECK UP ON ME?"
"...Yes, do you mind me coming inside?"
"WHY, OF COURSE NOT MY DEAR MISTRESS!"
I let her inside, noticing the humongous dress that she was wearing. It looked like it was for royalty, just like the mistress! (Sadly, she said that she wasn't but I will not give up my statement!) I smiled brightly!
"MISTRESS SAIKA, YOU ARE WEARING THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND COOL DRESS I HAVE EVER SEEN! WAS THAT SENT TO YOU AS WELL?"
The mistress examined my perfectly good uniform, an impressed expression showing. I beamed, standing up more confidently.
"My father was the one that sent these. He delivered the suits and my dress yesterday, and it arrived this morning. Oh, and thank you for the flattery Mr. Papyrus. Although, these colors are not very stylish. Not my favorite, but if my father chooses them, we have no choice but to wear them."
"OF COURSE! I HAVE HEARD MANY GREAT STORIES ABOUT YOUR FATHER AND ABOUT HOW ACCOMPLISHED HE HAS BECOME! HE MUST BE AN IMPORTANT FIGURE, RIGHT?"
"Well, people see him as one, and so do I. But sometimes, he can't always be accomplished and important. Sometimes, he misses that. Like mother..."
She took one last look at my uniform and nodded before finishing her sentence.
"Good job Mr. Papyrus. You've put everything on correctly, as expected of you." I swelled with pride.
"DID MY BROTHER DO THE SAME AS WELL?"
"Not exactly. He missed a few things, as always."
"NYEH HE HE! MAYBE I SHOULD TEACH MY BROTHER HOW TO PROPERLY AND FLUENTLY DRESS FOR SUCCESS!!"
"Maybe. Anyway, again, good job. I'll be expecting you at the garden for the photo."
"SAME TO YOU TOO, MY DEAR MISTRESS!" I bowed my head as she started to leave, but her unfinished sentence from before drilled me with curiosity.
"MISTRESS, BEFORE YOU LEAVE, I HAVE A QUESTION." She stopped midway and turned towards me, her dress shuffling against the floor.
"Yes?"
"YOUR MOTHER, HOW COME WE'VE NEVER HEARD OF OR SEEN HER BEFORE?"
Mistress Saika looked at me with what I think was surprise. She glanced away at the floor, looking lost at thought. Then, it was as if the phase disappeared, and she glanced back at me.
" My....mother. . . never mind. Just know, Mr. Papyrus, that my mother is none of your concern or anyone else's." I nodded sadly. Miss Saika was always secretive with information like this. I somehow wished that she'd tell me everything, because that was what friends did, right?
"NYEH... OKAY..."
The mistress was about to leave when she turned back. "Mr. Papyrus, you wouldn't mind making your 'said' famous spaghetti for me for lunch, would you?"
I squealed. "R-REALLY?!?!"
"Of course."
"NYEH HE HE! I WOULD NEVER MIND YOUR REQUEST MISTRESS SAIKA! DO NOT WORRY! I WILL MAKE THE BEST SPAGHETTI EVER MADE JUST FOR YOU AFTER THE PHOTO!"
The mistress showed a small smile, which was a very rare sight. My soul burned for some odd reason seeing this, I didn't understand what was happening so I disposed of the feeling and smiled back widely.
The mistress closed the door, leaving me to think about what to do for the spaghetti after...
Saika's POV
Three more doors. Honestly, I have never had Papyrus' spaghetti before. He had told me about it all the time, telling me how delicious it was. Since Sans was his older brother (surprisingly), I asked him about this, and all he gave me was a blank and horrified stare. He told me that one look at Papyrus' spaghetti could kill you.
Literally.
Well, I've never had spaghetti before, and I thought maybe he could cook some for me. Looks like I can't go back on my word. If it really was that terrible, then I would be the judge on that...
The next door, the same pattern of knocks...
Blueberry's POV
"Ahh! It's the mistress!" I shouted excitedly, wanting nothing more than to see the m'lady's face. I ran over to the door and opened it before she could completely complete the series of knocks.
"GOOD MORNING MISTRESS SAIKA! HOW ARE YOU TODAY?!"
"I'm doing fine Mr. Blue, and good morning to you too."
"WHAT BUSINESS DO YOU NEED TO SPEAK OF ME?"
"I've just come around to check on my servants to see if their uniforms are suitable for them. May I come in?"
"OF COURSE M'LADY!"
As she came in, I could fully see what she was wearing. It was a big dress that matched my uniforms' color. What a beautiful dress it was!
"MISTRESS! YOUR DRESS IS VERY CAPTIVATING AND DAZZLING! I AM AMAZED AT THE SPLENDID DESIGNS THAT YOUR DRESS HAS! ARE YOU WEARING THAT FOR THE PICTURE?"
"Yes... sadly. Though, I'm happy you see it as captivating. For me though, you would look more astonishing wearing this instead of me." She said, studying my composure and uniform.
My face suddenly felt hot. Only girls wore dresses, not strong men like myself! For a moment, the mistress looked serious at the thought. No no no no! If I wore it, then my reputation would rather sink tremendously! But if the m'lady asks of me to do so, then I-
"You know, I'm just joking, right?"
Oh. . .
My face suddenly grew even more hot. No! I can't embarrass myself in front of the mistress now! I have to be strong, like what Papy told me!
"YES, OF COURSE I KNEW YOU WERE JOKING! AN INTELLIGENT MONSTER LIKE ME CAN NEVER BE FOOLED AROUND WITH!" I laughed, trying my best to cool myself. Why was I so embarrassed in front of the mistress?
"Of course, but for a moment I thought you took it seriously. Do not worry, Mr. Blueberry, I will never force you to. It might descend your reputation for the other servants and I want them to always see you as their role model, an inspiration. To see you in it, I believe, would rather embarrass you, wouldn't it?" She nodded, looking impressed. She seemed to not need an answer from me, for my face showed more than my words.
I could feel myself burning up. Why did the mistress' words make such an impact on me? Maybe it was because she understood? That she could understand? But other than that, she looked impressed about the suit.
"As expected as well Mr. Blueberry. Your suit is perfectly worn."
My eyes widened with happiness, forgetting already about before. "REALLY? DID ANYONE ELSE DO PERFECTLY WELL AS I DID MISTRESS?"
"Yes. Mr. Papyrus has done excellent in putting it on too. So far, only you two have put it on correctly."
Man! My goal was to be the only one who did it correctly and be the only one who received the mistress' praise! Looks like my rival was my brother's look-alike, Papyrus! I will not lose! Mweh he he he!
"WHAT ABOUT MY BROTHER?"
"He made a mistake on which direction his suit collar went."
"AND SANS?"
"He incorrectly tied his tie and forgot to put on his gloves."
"MAYBE I SHOULD GIVE THEM A LESSON SO THAT THEY CAN LEARN!"
"Maybe? Of course you should. You and papyrus should work together to teach them in your spare time. Both of you would make really good teachers. Hopefully, they'll learn a thing or two."
"WOWIE! REALLY?! SO WILL YOU BE THERE TO OBSERVE AND WATCH US?!" I excitedly grabbed the mistress' hands. There was a weird moment of silence before she answered.
"I'm sorry Mr. Blueberry, but I might have to say no to that offer. I have many things I need to be working on and finish very soon. Deadlines are coming and I barely have any time to do anything. Do not fret though. I'm sure you and Papyrus would do an amazing job on teaching them."
Aww, now my plan to spend more time with the mistress is ruined! Now she won't see my awesome and cool skills!
"OH... I SEE. I'M SORRY." I sadly looked down, releasing my hands from hers. There was another space of silence until I could see her walk closer to me and suddenly put her hand on my head. My cheeks grew hot once again.
"M-MY MISTRESS! W-WHAT ARE YOU D-DOING?"
"What? I'm trying to comfort you."
I paused, embarrassment settling into my bones. She rubbed my head, her own gloves gentle with care. I stood stiff, until I relaxed myself. This WAS comforting! She suddenly stopped and I looked up to her face.
"Do you feel better now?"
"OF COURSE MISTRESS SAIKA! YOU ALWAYS SEEM TO KNOW WHAT TO DO!" It seemed like magic when she rubbed my head, because it always seemed to make me fell better, stronger!
"Heh, I'm just happy that you're happy now. Oh," She took out her pocket watch, staring at it before closing it and stuffing it back. "I'm sorry Mr. Blueberry, but I must be going. I have to check up on the last of my servants before the photographer comes." She turned around to leave, shuffling over to the door noisily. I had a weird sudden urge to grab her hand. Human's had very squishy like skin, and I didn't know why I wanted to. Maybe it was because I wanted to hold something soft? Yeah, maybe that's it! That was kinda weird but it was the best explanation I could come up with!
"SEE YOU AT THE GARDEN MISTRESS!"
"Same to you, Mr. Blueberry."
Saika's POV
Two more doors. Ugh, now the next servant was intolerable. It had taken literally the first 2 months to make him do anything. Even when he wanted to work, he'd always complain and grunt about everything. Luckily, he respected me...
Just a bit...
Fell's POV
I recognised the knocking pattern and groaned. What business did she have with me, the Great Papyrus?! I was of importance unlike the trash everyone else is, and this little "human" had control over me? I knew the first time I saw her she wasn't one to be messed with. But the first 2 months, I pushed her limits. I could see she did not get mad much, but pushing her to the limits made my days a living hell hole. She did not joke about eating off of the damn kitchen floor. So now a days, she was tolerable, if you listened. But sometimes, I liked to get on her nerves in order to find out her weakest point!
I opened the door, leaning against the door frame and crossing my arms.
"WHAT BUSINESS DO YOU HAVE WITH ME HUMAN?" She narrowed her eyebrows at me.
"I supposed you not to talk to me or call me in that kind of manner yesterday, did I not, Mr. Fell?"
"WELL, THEN I SUGGEST YOU NOT GIVE ME SUCH AN UNCOOL NAME SUCH AS 'FELL'."
"I'm sorry Mr. Fell, but it would be confusing to have two Papyrus'."
"THEN MAKE THAT OTHER SQUIRT CHANGE HIS NAME!"
"He was the first to comply with me to not change his real name. And also, I'd rather you not speak about others that way."
"THEN-"
"Mr. Fell, you would consider it as confusing as well if I hadn't given any of you nicknames to go by, with me trying to different about three Papyrus' and Sans'."
I was about to give her more when she held up a gloved hand."This case is closed once again. Now if you wouldn't mind, I've come to check on how well you've put on the uniform." I stood there, both of us glaring at each other for God knows how long until I finally let her inside.
Before anything else continued, I stared at her rather uncomfortable and rather large dress. The prick! Thinking she could just waltz inside MY room wearing such a thing! It could knock over some of my most prized action figures!
She examined my suit, raising her eyebrows. I smirked, knowing that I did the best that anyone else had done. Once she knew of my amazing skills, then I would be the most powering and trusted! Then, I'll rid of the "mistress" and become the next powerful! Everyone will bow down to me!
Thinking about my thoughts, I didn't notice the human stop right in front of me. I snapped out of it, about to snap at the mistress when she raised her hand to meet my scar that traveled down the right side of my face. She went over it, sadness drifting into her eyes. I stared in shock. What did the human think they were doing?
"Looking closer, this looks painful. Whatever this was, must've hurt a lot huh?" She said, lowering her voice by a bit. I was surprised at her concerned face. The human rarely showed any signs of emotion when speaking. I tried to move away. No! The human was trying to manipulate me, the Great Papyrus!
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS? OR ABOUT ANY OF US YOU STUPID HUMAN-" My tie was suddenly yanked down to the eye level of the human and cutting off my sentence, her eyes holding no emotion, except of annoyance.
"Didn't I say for you to address me as "mistress" or "m'lady?"
I looked at her, knowing that if I didn't I'd be punished for being disrespectful. Hah! If I could summon my magic now, the human would be scared speechless! She'd be the one punished, not me!
She let go, and walked out casually.
"Good job on getting everything correctly in place by the way. You're third in getting everything perfect on your uniform. Oh, and don't you think about being late for the picture." She made a sideways glare that sent chills up my spine. Hah! I-I wasn't scared of such a puny human! It was just really cold in the room! Like Snowdin!
She strolled out, closing the door loudly behind her. Nyeh! I knew she had to go out! She couldn't match my brilliance and had to flee away! Nyeh he he! I knew she was scared of me! No human wouldn't fear me, the Great Papyrus!
Oh, and don't you worry human. . . I will be the first one there even before you! I will be the best! Nyeh he he!!
Saika's POV
One more door. I was starting to get tired of his crap. He seemed to try out everything in order to annoy me.
His older brother, on the other hand, was more neutral and respectful.
I stood at the last door and took a deep breath. After this, I had to converse with the photographer about where to position the camera and get everyone into place. I sighed and knocked on the door.
For the first time, no response. I knocked again, only to hear silence. I thought of the obvious and attempted to open the door. It was unlocked thankfully and I stepped inside, almost tripping (damn dress!), and hearing a soft snoring. He must have fallen back to sleep when Honey delivered the suits.
The room was dark, only for a little night light that I suggested Mr. Blueberry had given him. I turned on the lights and opened the curtains, letting in the sunlight. He covered his face, only to have the covers ripped off of him. I tapped my foot, sighing again. I felt bad having to have my servants work early in the mornings and late in the afternoons. So I gave them a day in every week where they could just do whatever they wanted. Sadly, today was not one of those days.
"Mr. Red, you need to get up." I said, feeling like the evil stepmother in the movie 'Cinderella'. He just groaned and said in a soft voice.
"If I get up, c-can I take a nap after the photo?"
"Hmm... okay. But just for twenty minutes and then you'll have to get back to work or else everyone will want a break as well." I felt like a mother, watching Mr. Red as he got up to put his clothes on. He was about to undress when he noticed my presence again.
"U-umm, mistress?"
"Yes?"
"Do you mind?"
"Mind what?"
"I can't really dress with you in here. I feel weird."
"Will it make you more comfortable with me outside?"
"Yes, if you wouldn't mind."
I sighed, not understanding what was so embarrassing about the skeletal body. "I'll be outside. Call me when you're done so I can check up on you."
"Oh, okay..."
Red's POV
I tiredly got out of bed, wanting nothing more but sleep. I had to stay up later last night to finish up the dishes because my brother had gone back to his room, saying that he shouldn't be the one doing it.
I started undressing when I started processing the morning in my head. Honey came into my room to deliver a suit, saying something about taking a photo in the garden. Then I accidentally fell back to sleep. And now, mistress Saika was in my room telling me it was time to get back up, and that after the photo, I could take a nap for twenty more minutes. And now I was undressing to put the suit on...
In front of the mistress.
My whole body started shaking in embarrassment as I asked for her to go out for me to change. I could hear the confusion in her voice as she left, leaving me red skulled. I quickly and neatly put on the uniform, accidentally putting my hands through the wrong gloves and putting on the shirt backwards. Once I finished, I looked in the mirror, my reflection showing a small crack on the top of my left eye. I don't remember how I got it, but it had been there ever since.
The uniform fit perfectly and comfortably. I stared at myself, seeing nothing wrong, so I called in the mistress. I was used to her presence by now, but I wasn't used to her friendly gestures or anyone's. I was more used to the sinister presence of monsters, not the thoughtfulness of humans and others.
She came in, her dress seemingly to absorb everything it touched. I could tell it was tailored by different people even though they had the same colors. The person who had tailored her dress was more creative and thoughtful in the process, while the person who made ours seemed to just jot down notes and colors and then just put it all together to get this.
She walked around me, tilting her head to get better looks at me as I stood still in the center of the room. She stopped abruptly and sighed. I breathed out the air that I was holding in. Whew, good thing I didn't miss anything-
"Mr. Red, you forgot to tuck in your shirt."
"Huh?" I looked down and, evidently, I really didn't tuck it inside. My face turned bright red in the mirror.
"O-oh. Sorry, I-I'll fix it." Shoot! How did I miss that? Ugh, I hated doing this. Our uniform wasn't like this at all. It was simple and easy. I even liked to wear it too.
My hands struggled as the embarrassment settled in. The mistress was r-really close. I finally finished and looked up to see the mistress inches from my face.
"W-wha-?" I started, but the mistress wasn't looking at me. She was looking at the small scar above my left eye. I stammered, trying to speak but I couldn't. Mistress Saika, had a really nice smell, a hint of butterscotch.
I violently shook those thoughts away. Think straight!
"What really happened? You and your brother both have scars on your faces'."
"Heh, believe me, you wouldn't want to hear it." I was surprised at how well I was able to keep my voice from cracking.
"And why wouldn't I?"
"I'm sorry, mistress Saika, but I can't really tell you. Not now."
"Oh, that's okay."
She moved away and made one more inspection. She nodded in approval.
"Okay, you're all set." She turned around, only to turn right back, a dead silence filling the room.
"I'm sorry for asking something that was probably really private between you and your brother. Usually I think before asking but these few days have been more than stressful." She stared at me with unwavering eyes. I tried to think of something to respond, but she spoke before me.
"Don't feel bad. I know you do. Everyone has secrets to hide, even me..." She turned away, breaking eye contact.
"Some of those secrets shouldn't even be spoken aloud, don't you agree, Mr. Red?"
She knew what I was already going to say. I didn't need to say anything. She nodded towards my direction and left through the door, saying "Don't be late to the photo. Also, tell your brother he needs to learn his manners again from his big brother."
She closed the door softly, leaving me with my thoughts. I didn't know how mistress Saika was able to see right through us. We wouldn't say anything if something was wrong, then she would come up and straight out ask us what was making us down. Sometimes, some of us would even talk to her about things that we saw or things that bothered us. The thing was, she was a great listener.
But another thing, was that we didn't really speak much of our past. We kept our secrets, and I guess she kept hers. I know that other people like her and her father would have forced us to talk about our pasts and who we were before this. Luckily, mistress Saika wasn't like that and maybe her father as well. I could tell, she hated forcing us to do things.
Oh look. Great. Now I'm being all feely cozy with myself. Just great. I stretched, thinking about the picture. Well, I didn't have to worry about anything after. Because all I was focused on for now, was plain old good sleep.
Saika's POV
Dealing with the dumb photographer and how everyone's position would be was a pain in the you know what. Instead of all of us standing up, the photographer decided to have me sitting down while everyone else stood up. Then Fell started arguing with Honey about where he should be standing and then the camera started malfunctioning every time we tried to take a picture. Then Red tried to calm Fell down, which caused Fell to accidentally slap him in the head. Now Blueberry stepped into view and started yelling at Fell that he shouldn't slap people, resulting in another argument. Sans stood in the background, practically falling asleep standing and Papyrus tried to tell everyone to be quiet. I was about to rip my dress off and suffocate myself.
I sighed and grabbed my pocket watch. It was mid-morning, and we still hadn't gotten a single picture taken. I cleared my throat. I didn't like raising my voice, but when I did, I've had people tell me it's quite a shock.
"WILL YOU ALL PLEASE SHUT YOUR MOUTHS!" I shouted, making everyone jump, even the photographer. I sighed.
"Can we all just take a photo together... please?" I said in a pleading voice. This seemed to grab their attention surprisingly. Everyone stood up straight, this time listening to the photographer and getting into their positions. I sat in my chair, tired from the hot sun beating against our heads. Well, for them, their skulls...
Finally, we all grouped together and the photographer readied the camera.
"Ready, set, smile!" There was a bright flash as the photo was taken.
As everyone departed, the photographer packed his things and got ready to leave when he suddenly looked like he remembered something and turned to me, handing a picture in his hands.
"Your father paid extra to have another photo for your keepsake. I was going to give it to you when I finished but..." he looked around me, his eyes filled with fear. I turned around as well, just to see all my servants giving the photographer a weird look except Papyrus. He turned back to me, handing me the photo.
"Anyway, I'll have this delivered to your father right away."
"Thank you again for coming."
He nodded his head and walked away into his cab, and drove off. I took a deep breath and turned back around; everyone looking as if they were working. I looked at the photo, all of us smiling our best, even me. This was our first photo that we had taken with everyone. I smiled, happy to have this moment captured.
Well, looks like we had 3 months until the party was held.
And a LOT can happen, in the spare time of 3 months...
Especially... when you lived with skeleton monsters...