The Call Of A Mute Heart

Chapter 2

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A/N

 I'm so glad everyone has enjoyed that first chapter. To be honest, I don't really know what I'm doing with this story or where it is going. This concept kept burning in my brain and I ended up staying up all night to write it. It makes me happy! But I will say this: It will be a slow build. There will not be the classic "I loved you when I saw you!"

Yes, it may appear the Sans is the key dude but he is not! Sans will just be the awesomely sweet big brother or best friend. He is the kind of guy who (once he was friends with them) would do anything to protect a friend. That's what he is here!

Also I will be updating this once a week. I will tell you if something has come up! One more thing! I actually will be including the song that won and I would love it if anyone could help me turn it into a real thing. Please don't be afraid to message me!

Thanks again for reading!

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You were peeking out your window, in the living room. Watching a certain stout skeleton put something in your mailbox. Sans looked up at your house and gave you a small wave. How he knew you were watching or if he even knew you were there, you weren't sure. He then sauntered back across the street. This had been going on for a few weeks now. It had actually started after the day you had gone over to their house for dinner. That had been quite the ordeal.

When you arrived, Papyrus had caught you in another surprise hug that left your heart erratic. If Sans hadn't been there to distract his brother before it got worse....you may have ended up in the hospital. He then helped you calm down and whenever Papyrus seemed to get to excited he would make a comment to distract his brother away from you. Sans may appear to be aloof and laid back.... But that lazy skeleton knew what he was doing. Even though it was obvious your reaction to Papyrus's hug wasn't normal, the taller skeleton brother didn't seem to notice, which meant you had to be extra careful around the excitable skeleton. Not that he meant you any harm. He was one of the sweetest people...er monster you have ever met. However the rest of the evening had gone off without any problems and it was a lot of fun. It had been a long time since you hung out with anyone like that.

But old habits are hard to break. After that night, you went back to what you normally did; hiding from the world. The paranoid fears, of possible attacks, keeping you from exiting the house. Your skeletal neighbors seemed to notice your absence rather quickly. Despite texting back and forth, the skeletons had begun to leave little gifts for you in your mailbox. Every other day it would be something different; little jokes on notes, tupper-ware dishes full of spaghetti, things to play practical jokes on people. Though you weren't sure who you were going to use them on since you rarely had visitors. It was unexpected but the little gestures really brightened your day. When night came, you would return the favor with something nice or a thank you note. As for why they had started this tradition.....you hadn't the faintest idea. You didn't know them that well but it was nice to think that you actually had friends to talk to. Even if it was in this odd way.

Your eyes drifted around the rather boring room you currently sat in. The silence of the house was starting to get to you. It always did. Eventually, you turned on something for background noise. Though that didn't always work. The emptiness of the house would just creep up your back and haunt you like a ghost. If it wasn't for the fact that you had health problems you would probably have a pet. But your own issues worried you to much to even consider the possibility of taking care of another life. So you lounged in your living room in silence, watching the day outside from the couch.