{DISCONTINUED} A Skele-Reader (AU!Sans X Cursed!Skeleton!Reader)

A Very Berry Christmas

POV: Blue, Christmas Eve
I HONESTLY DIDN'T SEE THE MERIT IN THIS HOLIDAY MISS HUMAN CALLED 'CHRISTMAS' AT FIRST. BUT WHEN SHE EXPLAINED IT TO ME, I REALIZED HOW IMPORTANT THIS EVENT IS! IT IS A TIME OF SHOWING GRATITUDE AND CARE FOR LOVED ONES BY EXCHANGING GIFTS AND SHARING TIME TOGETHER! I WAS EAGER TO BEGIN DECORATION, BUT MISS HUMAN INSISTED ON WAITING UNTIL 'THE LAST MINUTE' TO SURPRISE EVERYONE.

HOWEVER, I WAS NOT CONTENT TO WAIT! SO I RECRUITED INK AND WE PLANNED TO SURPRISE HER WITH A CHRISTMAS PARTY! IT WAS MY IDEA, OF COURSE.

SO WE GATHERED OUR FRIENDS TO HELP OUT! DUST AND FELL WERE THE MOST RELUCTANT (SURPRISINGLY, HORROR QUICKLY COMPLIED, LIKELY BECAUSE WE MENTIONED THAT FOOD WOULD BE INVOLVED), BUT WITH SOME 'ENCOURAGEMENT,' WE ALL MANAGED TO CONVINCE THEM TO LEND A HAND!

I PUT INK AND DUST IN CHARGE OF DECORATIONS, ERROR AND HORROR IN CHARGE OF FOOD PREPARATION (BECAUSE EVEN I KNOW THAT HORROR CANNOT BE LEFT ALONE IN THE KITCHEN), CLASSIC AND FELL IN CHARGE OF GAMES, AND LILAC AND I IN CHARGE OF GIFT SHOPPING!

IT FEELS SO STRANGE TO CALL HIM THAT...

BUT ANYWAY! EVERYTHING WAS GOING QUITE SMOOTHLY! INK WAS FINISHING HANGING THE LAST OF THE LIGHTS, THE FINAL BATCH OF COOKIES WAS BEING MADE (I SAW HORROR SNEAKING TASTES OF THE BATTER, BUT I ELECTED TO STAY QUIET), AND FELL AND CLASSIC WERE GATHERING THE STRAGGLING PACKAGES FOR LILAC AND I!

IT WAS ABOUT MIDNIGHT, AND NO ONE WAS COMPLAINING.

THEN...WELL...

MISS HUMAN CAME STUMBLING DOWN THE STAIRS.

EVERYONE FROZE AND LOOKED OVER AT HER. I'M FAIRLY CERTAIN INK WAS TEETERING ON THE TOP STEP OF A LADDER, TRYING NOT TO FALL (AS HE WAS HOLDING THE LAST STRAND OF
LIGHTS). HE HAS EXCELLENT BALANCE!

SHE WAS WEARING A RED LONG-SLEEVED SHIRT WITH GREEN CHRISTMAS TREES ON IT, AS WELL AS GRAY PAJAMA PANTS. HER FACE WAS MISSING HER NORMAL GLASSES, HOWEVER.

HER EYES WERE CLOSED, AND SHE WAS SNORING SLIGHTLY. WAS SHE DOING THAT ACTIVITY CALLED...SLEEPWALKING?

SHE NEARLY FELL DOWN THE STEPS, BUT SHE MANAGED TO CATCH HERSELF IN TIME AS SHE WANDERED OVER TO THE BAR AND FLOPPED OVER IT.

NO ONE MOVED OR BREATHED. IT WAS PROBABLY BECAUSE WE DIDN'T WANT TO WAKE HER AND RUIN THE SURPRISE.

"Sleepy, sleepy," SHE MUMBLED. "Sleepy skeles."

WE ALL STARED AT HER.

"Very nice skeletons...friends? I guess?"

SOME OF US SUCKED IN SOME AIR. I COULDN'T TELL WHO, BECAUSE MY EYE SOCKETS WERE ON MISS HUMAN.

"Maybe..." SHE MUTTERED. "I mean, are they friends? Some of them...I mean...well..."

SHE REACHED OVER AND, AS IF BY SOME MYSTERIOUS INSTINCT WITHIN HER, SNATCHED A WARM COOKIE FROM A TRAY, SHOVING IT INTO HER MOUTH AND CHEWING THOUGHTFULLY.

"Good cookie. Good cooks. Nice skeles..."

SHE STOOD FROM HER SEAT, STILL CHEWING, AND STAGGERED BACK OVER TO THE STAIRS, CLIMBING UP ON THEM ON ALL FOURS.

"I wonder...how...they feel...?" WAS THE LAST WHISPER FROM HER.

AND SHE DISAPPEARED AROUND THE CORNER.

WE ALL LET OUT A COLLECTIVE BREATH.

AS I LOOKED AROUND AT US, I REALIZED THAT EVERYONE'S FACE WAS THEIR OWN COLOR.

FROWNING, I FELT MY OWN FACE. IT WAS WARM. WAS I BLUSHING, AS WELL? WHY?

"that was...unexpected," FELL MUTTERED UNDER HIS BREATH, AND WE NODDED IM AGREEMENT.