Goth's POV
Palette? Palette? Palette! Are you okay?
"Buddy? Hey, buddy! Wake up! Come on!"a voice cheers
I slowly open an eye and find a towel on me. I look around. I see a skeleton with a farmer's outfit bending over me. My eye-light shrinks and I back up.
"W-Who are you? W-Where am I?"I ask
"Woah, relax. It's ok. I'm Farmer Sans. You're at my farm, fishing docks to be exact. I saw you floating down the river, so I got ya. Who are you? Where are you from?"The skeleton says
"I...I....I think my name is Gothy? Thank you for the help. How can I repay you?"I say
"Hmm, well, let's get you back to my farm before you get into that. You don't have to repay me."Farmer Sans says
I help myself up and follow him. I am quickly sent to the bathroom with a change of clothes as well as my scarf. I get into it and find my phone wrapped in it. I simply tuck it away. Surely it wouldn't work. I exit and look out the window. There was Farmer Sans, working hard under the sun. He seemed tired and overworking himself. I already know how to repay him. I summon my scythe and head out there. I begin to plow the ground, digging holes and preparing the ground. I notice I was hovering at times.
"How did you get a hoe? And are you plowing?"Farmer Sans asks
"Yes, I am. This is a scythe, but it works just as good. You go rest, you seem tired. I'll get this done."I reply
I look at Farmer Sans and he nods. He hands me a bag of seeds. He then goes inside. I work away at the fields. By sundown, I had an acre or two done. I go to the farm house and sit on the stairs. I gaze at the stars. I then softly doze asleep. This becomes a routine of farming. Sans fishes and I work on the fields. Days later, I was harvesting the crops. I put them in a basket and walk off to feed the animals. Once I complete that, I leave the stables and barn only to hear my name called. It was Farmer Sans. I teleport over. He had set a log to block the current from continuing. There seems to be lily flowers in the water, but were red and more rose-like. Some had notes in them. Farmer Sans held one.
"I think someone is missing you."Farmer Sans says
"What do you mean?"I ask
He hands me the note.
I look at it and read it. "Dearest Gothy, I miss you so. I love you so much. I want you to know, if you are reading this, that I will never give up on you. I will find you or get back to you somehow. I will protect you. Goth, my best bud, I will not forget you. I can still picture you in my mind. Your nice smile, your adorable face, your sweet laugh or voice, I can still see it.~Palette"It said. I then remember it all. Palette, me, him, everything between us. But rereading the note, with all the memories hitting me, my face explodes in warmth.
"There's plenty more of those in the water. Why? Does this bring back some memories?"Farmer says
I tuck the note away and nod. More memories come back and I cover my face in my hands. I feel it explode.
"Palette....He gave me that nickname Gothy...."I mutter
"Aww, you're in love! Come along, y'all!"Farmer Sans says
"O-Okay!"I stutter
I follow him, then find him bringing a horse to me. He smiles at me. The horse smiles. It was one that always tried to play with me while I fed it. I look at Farmer Sans confusedly. He pats the horse and releases the reins. The horse comes closer.
"This dear here is a mighty determined horse. She don't stop until she reaches her goal. And she's taken quite the liking to you. So go on and get yourself back to your friends. She knows her way back."He says
"A-Are you sure?"I ask
"Yep. Go in and pack your bag."He tells me
I go in as told. I grab a bag and pack it. Food, clothes, supplies, usual stuff. Prepartions in case it took multiple days. I zip it shut and come out. Farmer Sans helps me onto the horseback and tells me to follow wherever the notes and flowers are coming down the river from. I nod and thank him for his help and hospitality. I gaze ahead and lightly wave the reins. The horse begins to trot at a quick pace. I look around cautiously, not knowing my surroundings once I was out of Farmer Sans' sight or land. I look at the river and watch as all the notes and flowers flow downstream. They come in small quanities and were consistent. It was nearly sundown and the horse was quickening their pace, even though I never tugged at the reins or was in a rush. I smile, finding this trip exciting yet quite relaxing.
I keep moving and my gaze stays up ahead. Still, my gaze every so often lingered. It would go back to the river at the flowers and notes. As I went, the quanities shrink and the consistency was struggling. I begin to wonder how old these notes were and if Palette was okay. Still, I kept going. That was, until nightfall. The horse wanted to keep going but I could tell she was tired. I pull the reins to make her stop. I make a camping tent and a small fire. I eat some food, then feed her some. She neighs a quiet thanks and goes to sleep. I take the note out and put it up to the campfire's glow. I read it repeatedly. I grin. I tuck it away again and rest.
The next morning, the horse nudges me awake. The fire had burnt out securely on its own. I pack up and hop onto the horse's back. She takes off almost instantly. I see the quanities grow and consistency rise. How nice of Palette...As always....I wonder how he is now.
Gothy?!
I look around, thinking I just heard someone call my name. I didn't see anyone.
Odd....Nobody's around yet I wasn't my name called?
Gothy! It's Palette!
I check my phone, but nothing was going on with it.
What is going on? Am I going nuts?
Gothy! I think there's some connection! I do have part of your soul! You're not!
Ah, okay? So, Palette....Wait how long have you been reading my thoughts?!
....Not long.
Ok? Well, I'm on my way. Are you still putting notes in a river? I've found quite the amount.
......No....
Heh, ok. I'm trying to find my way back but it may take some time. How are you?
I'm ok, better now to hear from you. So how's my cute Gothy?
.....G-Good.
Where are you right now?
Along a river trying to get back to you.
Awww, well I can promise you a very warm welcome back. I can't wait to see and hear you and your adorable self again. Plus, I can't wait to hug you and....I think you can guess.
I nearly fell off the horse. I scramble to stay on it and manage to luckily. I feel my face burn.
Palette!
Heh, that reaction tells a lot, ya know. I bet you're blushing.
Am not! You can't tell! Maybe I should've stayed at he farm..Hmm.
I was just messing with you.
It wasn't funny. Hmph. How have your dreams been?
Why do you ask?
You talk in your sleep.
Wait a sec! O//////O
You make it quite hard not to know that you're blushing.
Aww, you're not here...
Wait, were you asleep?
.....Maybe.
Wow! Well, I'll let you rest.
I suddenly see something up ahead. It looked like two figures fighting. I cautiously ride the horse, who's slowed to a trot. I see one figure fall and the other flee the scene. I shake the reins and the horse went to investigate. She was quite fast. I pull the reins and have her stop at where the person had fallen. I hop off and bend over them to find that....It was Geno. My eye light shrinks and I quickly put him on the horse, climbing on behind him. I hold the reins and pull them to signal her to go.
"Take us to the nearest shelter you know of."I say
She nods with a low neighing. Her pace picked up fast and soon, we arrived at a place called according to a sign:The T Farm. I stop right next to the sign and try to wake Geno up. He soon wakes up but was clueless to anything that happened. He sees me and hugs me. I offer to bring him home with me by horse but he refuses. He tells me that he'll just get me into trouble and advises me to put my hood up. He climbs off the horse and looks at me. I take out my phone and pretend to make a call, knowing it won't work properly. I cover my mouth to the phone so he can't tell if I'm talking or not.
Palette? Can you tell Reaper to come to some place called the T Farm?
Sure, Gothy! Why, though?
I think I just witnessed Geno get attacked. I found him but he refuses to come along. I think he's low-key scared.
Ok, I'll get Reaper to go. What are you gonna do?
Keep moving. Geno says that I should go before "trouble returns"
Ok, be careful, Gothy.
Will do.
I lower the phone and smile.
"Help is coming to get you. Stay here and you'll be ok until they do."I tell him
"Okay, but you better go. Thank you Goth."Geno says, holding his wounded arm
"Happy to help! Go easy on that arm! See you at home!"I say
Geno nods. I pull the reins and the horse takes off running. Night fell again but the horse did not wish to rest. They did not stop going, not matter how I pull the reins. I swear I see something up ahead. The horse slows down. A fire starts up ahead. I tug the reins to lead her away from where it was starting, but one starts there too. I pull my hood over my face. The fire spread and I could tell the horse was getting scared. I lead her to turn around and she begins to run. That is, until a fire spread right in front of her. The rears up on their hind legs and neigh very loudly. I fall off and hit the ground roughly. I get up to see the horse leap over the flames and flee the area. The flames have completely surrounded me now. I look around cautiously, trying to stay calm and figure a way out. I could see the silhouette of someone. And that someone had a knife. I summon my scythe. I have a feeling I know who it is.
"Nightmare thought you would be smart enough to keep quiet and not snitch on us. But I guess he put too much faith into that. Eh, more fun for me. More people to kill. Who should I start with? Hmm, maybe that star kid. He seems someone worth killing. He annoys me, is the very thing Nightmare dislikes and is probably the first person you would tell.Heh, I'm off to kill a Palette then. So long!"Killer says
"No! Come and fight! Bring it!"I snap, not wanting him or anyone in danger
"I'm not stupid. If I join you in there, we're both dead."Killer says
"Wow, I never knew a killer could fear a kid!"I tease
"Why you little-!"Killer snaps
Killer leaps at me but I deflect him with my scythe. I fight him the best I could, trying to stall him. But, I know I can't hold him off forever. I was getting tired. I knock him away again but lose my grip on my scythe. It goes flying and Killer's hood went into the fire. He began to try and put it out so I take the chance to run and flee through the flames. I feel my bones get burnt a bit and I trip from the pain. I look behind me and see the fire getting bigger but Killer was coming. I get up and run as fast as I could.
Gothy? Can we-?
Not the time Palette! I'm a little busy right now!
What's wrong? I'm coming!
You don't even know where I am, Palette! Stay where you are! I'll be fine! Just gotta outrun him or lose him somehow...
Him?!? Who's HIM?!?
Killer...But you stay where you are! I'll be ok!
I look around and find a house in the distance. I run and knock on the door.
But Gothy, I want to protect ya.
Some kind of smoke or gas comes from the roof. I breathe it in and quickly start coughing. I start to feel dizzy and stumble. The door opens and a hand begins to pull me in.
Pal...ette.....
Gothy!
I was out. When I wake up, I jump. I look around and find myself in a diner. This was unsettling. How'd I get here of all places? I look around again. It was the same diner place that I was in with Palette at. It was empty though. The lights were off. Only a TV was on. I get up from the chair and approach it. The news was on. I listen in and watch as they talk of a fire and a case being investigated. They said the usual stuff, not much info, please call if you know anything, and that they will try their best to solve it. My scythe comes on screen as they say this. I blink a few times and the scythe was not on-screen. I look to see it was in my hands. I look back to the screen and see it turn off. I hear a tapping on glass. That becomes multiple. I look to see everyone standing there. Geno, Reaper, Sprinkle, everyone. Slowly, each of them get slashed and turn to dust. I feel a tap on the shoulder. I turn to see Palette there. He falls forward, hugging me.
"G-Gothy?"He stutters
Then, he got slashed and turns to dust. No! Nonononono no! I look around and see words printed on the walls saying: YOU DID THIS TO THEM! YOU LET THIS HAPPEN! YOU DID NOT PROTECT HIM! I hold Palette's cap and scarf, dropping to the floor, crying. No! No! I didn't! I don't wanna! I can't! I won't let it happen! I want to do it! Please! No!
Then, I wake up. I look around and find myself on a roof. I look around and it was night. I was not in a diner but people were taking night strolls. I grip myself tight. It was just a nightmare, Goth. It was just a nightmare. It wasn't real.
AAAAH! NOOO!
Panic fills me quickly. The nightmare flashes in my head.
Palette! Are you okay? What's wrong? Palette!
Gothy! Wait..It was nothing, don't worry. Are you ok?
I'm okay. But...you make it hard not to worry over "nothing" when I literally just heard you internally yell.
I was just having a nightmare. That's all. I'm fine.
You too, huh?
What do you mean?
Nothing, it's nothing. Forget it.
What was the nightmare about?
I don't want to think of it.
Okay. Did you feel the blast last night?
What blast?
Last night, there was a blast of power or magic that wiped through the area like a tidal wave. It hit everyone, activating their genocide eyes and making them see something. Something they couldn't place their finger on. Geno and Reaper ran off as soon as it hit, though.
I didn't feel anything. Then again, I may not have been focusing on that when trying to ya know...
Gotcha.
I think I'm closer now. Hopefully. Can't use the river as a guide anymore.
I'll be waiting.
I know you will. Stay safe.
Same to you.
I leap down from the roof and look around. There were multiple hooded figures standing nearby. I try to casually walk past them, but one of them notice me and point me out. They whisper and next I know, they were all surrounding me. I shake my head and teleport the heck out of there and run. I hear them follow but dart into an alley. I check to make sure nobody came or lagged behind to see me before noticing the alleyway had another end. One that was brighter and seemed welcoming. I go towards it and exit into some kind of town's square. I recognized it. It was where Palette and I were when we ran into each other. I walk around curiously. I try to remember the way to Palette's house but the thought of that caused a great pain in my head and flashbacks to the nightmare. I was then knocked out from the pain.
I eventually woke up, feeling weaker. It was even night again. I get up and slowly make my way down some streets. I feel some rain hit my head. I look up and rain was gently falling down. I keep walking, now a bit more relaxed. I continue to walk and see a figure up ahead. They seemed to be....dancing. Yep, dancing in the rain. I don't judge or really take notice of it. That's their activity and it is fun. I hear a cracking noise so I check over my shoulder for anything as I walk. I summon my scythe, just in case. After a bit of walking, I put the scythe away again. Right as I do so, a hand grabs me by the wrist and I'm spun into someone's hold. I look to see who it is and it's Palette. He was in his pajamas, dancing in the rain. I smile, though was unable to see his face. I dance with him, following his lead, the rain drizzling down on us.
He pulls me in a dip. I completely froze up. My face grew warm. Since when does he dance? He has some good moves. I like this.
Does who dance? What do you like?
That was off. But I could also sense some jealousy in the thought.Does he seriously not realize he is dancing? I gaze at Palette again, trying to make out his face. Then, I accomplished it to find he was asleep. I danced with him in his sleep! I was shocked but Palette was asleep and unaware. He begins to lift me closer. My face warms even more. We were growing closer and face-to-face. There was a split second where I flashed back to the nightmare. I shake my head and it fades. I couldn't move. He has me in a surprisingly firm hold.
P-Palette! You might want to wake up now!
Hm? Gothy? Why?
"Gothy....."Palette mutters
Our faces were now inches away.
Please! You'll understand when you wake up! You're talk became actions!
Palette begins to lean in to fill the last few inches. I could see his soul hovering a bit. I could feel myself shake as well as my face was extremely warm. Palette suddenly froze and opens his eyes. I sigh, relieved. I see his face warm up, his eye lights shrinking. He gazes at me, but his grip stays tight on me.
"G-Gothy? You're real?"Palette asks
"That's an odd question to greet someone with. Yes, I'm real, Palette."I reply
His eye-lights grow again and take the shape of hearts. His face warms and my face burns even more from the sight. We were still inches away face-to-face.
"Gothy! You're here! I'm so happy!"He cheers
"Yep! Now think back to your question and you'll find the answer."I say
He looks at me. I could see he was making connections.
"Wait....I was dancing with you in the rain?!"He exclaims
"I didn't really have a choice. You pulled me into it. But you had some good moves."I say
His face warms up. He then smiles.
"Now I get why you wanted me to wake up!"Palette says with a sly tone
"Oh really?"I ask, though was nervous
"Mhm. You wanted me awake to know we're back by each other's sides! And now we are!"Palette cheers
"Y-Yep! T-That's why!"I stutter
"So, how's my Gothy doing? Did you get here safe since we last contacted each other?"Palette asks, lifting me up
"Palette!" I exclaim, laughing
Across the street with Raven
I frown and clench my fists. I watch Palette play tricks on my own brother. Picking him up and talking. The idiot is playing mr innocent. But I know that he hurt Goth and I will stop him from doing it again. He won't get away with it. I take a step off the sidewalk.
"Buddy, just don't."A voice says
I froze. I know that voice. It was Reaper. And he wasn't happy telling by his tone.
"I just wanna protect Goth."I say, not moving
"I saw the intent in your eye light, and while that may be true, what you were planning was not gonna help him nor you. Leave them be."Reaper says
"But Palette HURT HIM!"I snap
"Did he now? I've been hanging around for a while and not once have I seen a sign of hostility between them. Perhaps he didn't. Perhaps you're just hopping to conclusions and letting your anger guide you. How long have you known Palette?"Reaper asks
"A few years."I reply
"So why would you accuse someone you know well of such a bad act?"Reaper asks
"..."I can't find a reason
"That's what I thought. Now listen, Palette isn't pretending to do anything. He loves Goth and from what I see, Goth isn't much different towards him. They protect each other. And Palette has even saved Goth while you were 'protecting' him by chilling at another house!"Reaper tells me
I was silent.
"So unless you can deny that. Unless you have seen how upset Palette was when he saw Goth in that pirate world, thinking he abandoned Goth and hated himself for it. Unless you can look at them right now and tell me they're a danger to one another. Unless you saw how heartbroken he was when Error threw Goth in the river. Unless you saw and know all that, yet can still call him a bad person for Goth, I suggest you back off before you get knocked off. Don't ruin their moment. Don't ruin their happiness. Just DON'T!"Reaper growls, placing a hand on my shoulder
I absolutely panic. I process it all and nod in agreement, not wanting trouble.
"Wait, Error threw Goth in a river?!?"I ask
"Yep, go get over-protectively angry at him, not Palette."Reaper says
I nod and run off to do just that.