BONE PARTY

[seriff]

[It's spring, and it's a beautiful day. The sun shines. Birds sing. Flowers bloom. It's not an atmosphere that meshes well with a dead body lying on a park bench, jacket hanging wide open and bones picked clean.

So it's fortunate that Sans is only asleep. Emphatically asleep, mind. Now and then, in between snores, he opens one eyesocket to check that any humans and monsters in the vicinity alike are aware of just how asleep he is. There are a few - mostly humans, several of them walking dogs, quite a few of them doing a double take as they pass the bench and walking away in a bit more of a hurry than when they approached.

Someone's still missing, though. Hmm. That comes to twenty-nine fake snores since he woke up for real. Under normal circumstances, it never takes his bro more than thirty...]

living in the country is pretty boring

[windbreak]

[After a while, the weird becomes ordinary, and the ordinary becomes forgettable. In Yosuke's probably limited experience, that's how it works. First it was the case, then it was the academy - he's optimistic that he'll get used to this universe-hopping thing they get to do now in more or less the same way. It just takes time.

Heck, he might already be adjusting. He only yelps a little bit when his vague sense of disorientation suddenly coalesces around his ankles as so much cold river water.]

Gah, it's freezing! [Forgetting his hospitality for a moment, he splashes his way up the stony riverbank, one hand clumsily thrown up to shield his eyes from the sun.] Oh man, I liked these shoes...

[Once he's past the little stone pier and onto solid ground, he finally allows himself to flop down and start wrestling with his shoelaces. Thank god nobody besides them appears to be hanging around at this time of day, but that only gives him the feeling that some of the discarded Junes carrier bags in the grass are judging him instead.]