The Call Of A Mute Heart

Chapter 13

This violin was absolutely wonderful. The beautiful notes playing out with the masterful movements of your hands. It played beautifully and it fit in the crook of your shoulder perfectly. How Mettaton knew what size violin to get and let alone if it would be a good one, you had no idea. But you were grateful all the same. Since your old one was, more than likely, beyond repair.

It wasn't until a loud persistent knocking on your door, that disrupted your rhythm, did you stop. You weren't expecting any company. Then again most of the monsters liked to drop in unannounced, anyway. So you put the violin and bow back in it's case, then got up to answer the door. When you opened the door, two familiar skeletons stood before you.

"HELLO, (Y/N)! WE WERE WONDERING IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO HANG OUT TODAY?" Papyrus's voice filling up the silence that had settled in your home, once you stopped playing.

"Hey there, bud. Finish all the unpackin?" Sans stood off to the side giving you a small wave as he said it.

"Yep, it wasn't so bad since I packed all those flash lights." You sign to them with a bright smile.

Papyrus cocked his head at you confused but Sans was already snickering behind him. "WHY DID YOU PACK A BUNCH OF FLASHLIGHTS?"

"Because packing light is key when you travel."

"SANS! YOU HAVE RUINED THIS HUMAN!" Papyrus screeched in dismay but it was lost on the two of you. While still silently laughing, you step aside and gesture for them to come inside.

Soon Sans was raiding your fridge for ketchup with Papyrus turning on your TV to watch the latest MTT shows he had missed while abroad. Even though, he had seen the robot idol everyday for about a month. You watched the tall skeleton from the hallway, holding back a snort of silent laughter. Talk about a die hard fan.

It was during your internal pun fest that your rarely used doorbell went off. That was something that you haven't heard in a long time. Leaving the skeletons to entertain themselves, you answer the door. Your eyes grow wide in shock. Before you was a girl you haven't seen, in person, in years. A girl that you used to do everything together with you. A girl who was supposed to be your best friend.

She stood there on your doorstep with a bright happy smile on her face. A blonde girl, you didn't know, standing a bit behind your 'best friend' texting on her phone. Before you get a chance to recover from their sudden appearance, you are pulled into a tight bear hug as you friend squeals in delight.

"OH MY GOD, (Y/N)! IT REALLY IS YOU! How have you been?"

You wait until she finally releases you to respond. "I've been good.... And you?"

It takes your friend a few moments to decipher what you had signed. "Oh! I'm sorry! I may be a bit out of practice but I have been great!"

Maybe she was here to hang out? It was certainly unexpected but you weren't going to complain. Feeling a little giddy from the happiness, of having your old friend stop by, your lips turn into a soft smile. This could be good! "Would you like to come in? It's been so long that we could catch up."

"Oh, (y/n), I'm sorry but we can't stay." Your friend offers an apologetic smile as she says it. The blonde behind her still not looking up from her phone. "You see...We are only in town for a couple more hours then we have to head out... But I wanted to stop by and see you before we left! OH! And ask you a question."

Your smile falters a bit at the rejection. Of course. Of course, she would only stop by because she needed something from you. Isn't that what all of your old friends did? "Okay.... What is it?"

"How did you meet Mettaton?!" Your friend's voice got higher pitch the more she spoke.

Mettaton? When have you EVER mentioned Mettaton to her? Noted you were thrown in front of cameras and announced the big winner of the song contest on international TV.... But your friend would have contacted you a long time ago if she had seen that broadcast... Unconsciously, your eyes narrowed a little bit skeptically at the two girls on your doorstep. "Where did that come from?"