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Prologue: On a Valentine's Day...


Gray....it's going to rain today.... Soft, sad eyelights looked out the window of his bedroom as he fiddled with the tie around his dress shirt. Fuck I hate these kinds of clothes... He sighed. Usually she'd help me with this crap.....usually... He groaned and smacked his forehead. Not now Sans. You need to keep a straight face...at least for now.


"....BROTHER?" The skeleton turned to see an even taller skeleton enter the room.

"UMMM...I-"


"What's up Paps?"


"WELL I NOTICED YOUR TIE AND.....MAY I ASSIST YOU?" Despite his loud voice, he could sense the concern in it and he smiled.


"Sure thing. I suck at this stuff." Papyrus walked in, having to bend a bit to fit into the doorway. His hands fiddled with the tie, making sure it was properly fastened and straight.

"Thanks Paps."


"NOT AT ALL SA-ERR....G." G couldn't help but shake his head. "I KNOW YOUR OLD NAME MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE AT TIMES BUT....IT IS HARD TO REMEMBER SOMETIMES. SHE WOULD USUALLY REMIND ME...GENTLY OF COURSE!"


"It's fine Paps. Don't worry about it ok?" G gave him a gentle smile, patting his shoulder. His brother was dressed in a similar outfit, though less wrinkles and his sleeves weren't rolled up. Gotta remember to undo these later too....don't wanna be disrespectful.


"ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO DRIVE? I CAN YOU KNOW! IT WOULD BE-"


"No skin off your nose?"


"N-N-NYEH! YOU ARE CLEARLY IN A DECENT HEADSPACE TO DRIVE IF YOU CAN MAKE THESE DASTARDLY PUNS!" He grumbled. G let out a soft chuckle at his brother's discomfort, only for the smile to fade.


She would've been just like him to....


"BROTHER, WE NEED TO GO. I HEAR THE OTHER CARS OUTSIDE."


"....."


"SANS?"


"....Yeah let's just.....let's go." He walked downstairs and opened the door, the distant rumble of thunder seeming to mimic each heavy step he took. "I...hate rain."


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The drive had been long...to long for G's liking. He hated being left with his thoughts, and his brother had been respectably quiet much to his chagrin. I love ya bro, but silence is the last thing I need at the moment... He climbed out under the cover of a black umbrella, rain now beginning to pour from the sky. "Appropriate, eh?"


"I DO NOT TRULY LIKE DREARY DAYS AND THE MERE THOUGHT OF THIS WEATHER BEING APPROPRIATE FOR SOMETHING BOTHERS ME....BUT....YOU ARE CORRECT G."

Papyrus sighed as he pulled out his own umbrella. The two brothers trekked up the hill, footsteps heavy along with the slow pace of others before them. "AT LEAST WE ARE NOT LATE, YES?"


"Heh she'd be mad at us if we were."


"CORRECTION, SHE WOULD BE MAD AT YOU BECAUSE I AM NEVER LATE FOR ANYTHING."


"Got me there bro." G chuckled softly, though the rain drowned out most of it. Despite their umbrella's everyone around them appeared to be soaked, or perhaps it was the current event that dragged everyone's Souls into the muck that caused everyone to seem dour. G didn't know anymore and it bothered him to no end. This atmosphere....it shouldn't be like this...


When they reached the top, the site that met G made his Soul lurch. A giant, dark brown oak casket hovered over a hole in the ground, beautiful flowers being smashed onto it by the rain. G let out a shaky breath as his brother's hand was rested on his shoulder. "I-I'm fine bro."


"IT IS....STRANGE...HUMAN FUNERALS." Papyrus muttered. "THEY PLACE THEM DEEP BELOW GROUND AND DO NOT LIVE ON WITHIN THEIR BELOVED ITEMS...."


"That's because we do not turn to dust when we pass on." Both skeletons turned to see a lovely woman stand next to them. She had curly brown hair, a few streaks of gray peeking through the coloring. She wore thick glasses in front of her hazel eyes, pushing them up as they slid on her rain soaked face. "I'm glad to see you dear."


"Ma'am..." G gave her a soft bow as she chuckled.


"No need for that G. She would want us to be less formal."


"Yeah, but you're still my elder."


"Tut tut you! I will have you know I am just shy of being over the hill." She shook her head.

"You are everything she had ever said and more....she was blessed to have you."


"On the contrary, I feel the same about her...I was lucky to have her." He watched as more people gathered around, some monsters but mostly humans. After a few moments a preacher began to speak, though G tuned most of it out in favor of his own thoughts. She's gone.......she's right there.....but she's so far away. I can't feel her Soul any longer....it....it hurts.... He let out a shaky breath as the man finished and they slowly began to lower the casket into the earth. "So...now you're gone....and I was wrong...." He whispered words that had been echoing in his head for the past few weeks, his fingers itching to write them down again. Once she was buried he walked away from the crowd, letting out a long sigh again.


As he walked away, letting people speak and mourn, he stopped when he saw curly hair a few feet away. "Wait....it...it can't...." He dropped his umbrella as he stared at the back of the person's head, his Soul trembling. Is...is it really....it can't.... He rushed over and placed a hand on the figure's shoulder, causing them to jump. "Al-"


"H-huh?" The person that faced him wasn't the young woman he had loved, but instead a young man that shared her face. His dark gray eyes stared back at G, the tall skeleton monster unable to speak.


It isn't.....but...


"Umm...can you maybe....let me go?"


"Oh...r-r-right, sorry..." G released him and the human rubbed his shoulder.


"Sorry. I'm guessing I took you by surprise. You're G yes?" The young man gave him a tired smile. "The name's y/n. I was her twin brother. I'm uhh....well this is awkward. I would say I'm 'sorry for your loss' but ahh, she's my sister also so....I dunno." G continued to stare at the the young man as he adjusted his thick black rimmed glasses. "Anyways-"


"She never told me anything about you, that's all." G spoke swiftly. Y/n let out a soft, sad sigh before nodding.


"Yeah we....we weren't on the best of terms after a fight a few years ago. Though I did manage to visit her in the hospital a few times. We spoke, got over it and...and now she's...." He shook his head again and ran fingers through his messy locks. "Look.....I'm glad she had you in her life. I truly am. I just.....can't bring myself to weep over this forever."


"Tsk, not a great brother are you?"


"My problem is all. I've got more pressing matters than mourning over the dead." Y/N turned up to the sky and sighed. "It's funny...I've always liked the rain." G tilted his head as Y/n let out a long sigh. "No one can see you cry in the rain. It cleanses you....all of those negative thoughts and wishes come out in the open, only to be washed away....it's a good feeling." He chuckled weakly. "Sorry if it bothers you G."


"Nah I....I think I get ya." G admitted, standing next to him. "Though I hate it now..."


"...."


"A shitty Valentine's Day, eh?"


"......Yeah......" G turned as the young man began to walk away, his shoulders slightly slumped.

"Hey....G? Thanks for...for being there for her. I doubt we'll see each other again but...thanks all the same."


"....Anytime..." G watched him walk away and shook his head. "Weird....but then again I thought he was her so...." He turned back up to the sky and let out a sad hum.


So now you're gone....


And I was wrong....


I never knew what it was like...


To be alone....


...On a Valentine's Day...


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You started to leave the funeral when you heard a familiar, uncomfortable voice. "Oh. So you did come." You rolled your eyes and turned to look at the woman.


"Of course I did mom. She was my sister." You grumbled, stuffing your hands in your pockets. Your mother had been treating you coldly for awhile, ever since you-


"I sure hope you've gotten over this whole 'same sex' thing. This.......homosexuality of yours."


Yeah.....that. Ever since you had come out of the closet your mother had all but disowned you. You father had left to also be with a man, so you assumed it had something to do with that at first. But no, she really was just a bitch. You released a heavy sigh and looked off to the side to avoid her gaze.


"It isn't something 'get over', mom. I am gay." You said for the thousandth time. Seriously it was like some overly dramatic play you two were in. With her playing as the melodramatic villain and you some...well you weren't sure. Certainly not a hero: you were no saint. But you had manners at least. "Sorry that it offends you so badly."


"Really dear, at your sister's funeral?"


"You started it!" You snapped, face turning red from anger and the rain. "I almost couldn't come but I did! And all you want to do is fight!"


"...You do not need to raise your voice."


"Oh fuck you!" You huffed and began to walk away when you turned right into a solid, tall body. "....Get out of my way please." It was Bruce, your mother's new boyfriend. He folded his arms and glared down at you. "Seriously Bruce, move out of my way."


"That isn't anyway to speak to your mother."


"Hmph." You shoved your hands in your pocket and brushed past him, only to literally feel their eyes boring into your back. "I didn't come here for this."


"What did you come here for? Money?" You turned around, fury in your eyes.


"No mom! Unlike you and your money digging ways, I came for my fucking sister! I actually gave a shit!" You shouted. Eyes watched on as your face turned red from anger. "Not that anyone even fucking told me she was so sick! So fuck o-" You felt a bony hand on your shoulder and you turned to see G glaring down at you. His stare made you wince and you pushed his hand off. "Fucking whatever...." You stomped off, leaving everyone and their mutterings behind you. You slowly made your lonely trek down the hill, slipping slightly and landing in a puddle. Fuck...


Once you got back on your feet you turned left and let out a sigh as a sadly familiar building entered your sights. A kindly old lady nodded at you as you walked past her and entered, the smell of food calming you slightly.


"Rough day dear?"


"The roughest yet."


"That must be hard, considering where you are." You let out a small chuckle. "But my you still look good in my grandson's suit."


"Sorry ma'am, I can-"


"Keep it dear. You need something nice for interviews." She chuckled and walked away. You made your way to a worn down room, a small cot against the wall and the few things you owned strewn about.


"Interview....huh." You took the sopping outfit off and slipped on a simple shirt and boxers. Sitting on your bed, you pulled out your guitar and looked out at the rain. Strumming a few chords you began to hum.


We held our breath when the clouds began to form...


But you were lost in the beating of the storm...

Hey look :iconbluerose09: !!!!!! I finally did a GSans thing! Heart  To be honest I had been wanting to do one for awhile...and now I think I finally have a good story for it!YAY  If you can't tell, this is sorta a songfic, and it will use many songs (99.99999
% on my IPod/ITunes.....and yes i still use them don't @ me o3o) and I'm excited to keep it going :3

I will be honest this one is...a bit different from some of my other things. I like angst as much as the next person but this one....as you can see even starts off different from other things I've written.Sweating [Disney]  This is gonna have quite a bit of doom and gloom. But even so I hope you all enjoy it!

Songs: Valentine's Day and Burning in the Skies by Linkin Park Thumbs Up SPN 


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