week 10 | sunday morning

[jackhole]

[ here we are in break and rhys' hot mess of a room. like for real, it's pretty messy but they're both kind of used to it at this point. rhys is on his bed, knees pulled up to his chest and arms crossed loosely around them while he looks down at an assortment of socks laid in front of him. he seems pretty deep in thought (about those socks). what could he be thinking about?

and break is doing... something else, that i'll let christy take care of but either way, it's kind of quiet here in casa de shady!

of course, this is when there's a knock on their door. ]

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[crazily]

[ What else does an old, blind man have to don on a Sunday night but... knit. Of course he's knitting. There aren't exactly many hobbies you can pick up in murdertown when you can't see shit, so he's made do with this. However, this is also super unfortuante, since he can't appreciate the sweet sock collection. He looks up in surprise when there's a knock at the door, and he turns his head that way. ]

Visitors?

[ He tucks his knitting needle into the row he's working on, then moves to stand. He grabs his cane from his bedside, which isn't terribly odd, but before he heads to the door, he does pause to pointedly undo the latch that keeps the sheath on the blade inside it. One can never be too careful, especially here. He ambles over to the door, though he keeps the cane held very obviously at the ready so far as Rhys will be able to see it, but his voice is light and airy as he responds as only Break does. ]

Who is it~?

[thebonezone]

orange.

[... it's extremely recognizable as sans's voice, but yes, that is all he's saying.]

[jackhole]

[ these are some sweet ass socks, break, and you're super missing out. rhys will raise an eyebrow at break's hand on his sword but he won't say anything and only look a bit more surprised when he hears sans' voice.

and then sans says orange. there's a tiny confused look from rhys here and he totally and completely takes the bait. ]

Orange who?

[ genuinely so, he's so confused. who's orange? what's orange? isn't your name sans??? ]

[thebonezone]

[you can't see it guys but he is absolutely beaming on the other side of the door.]

orange you gonna let me in?

[...you can almost hear the rimshot]

[crazily]

[ You know, at least he's talking to someone else with a terrible sense of humor through the door, and yet. Break looks to Rhys, not with disgust, but with a stupid, playful expression... ]

Ahhh, do I have to? Surely we can have a better joke than that.

[ That's his problem here... It wasn't punny enough... These are two forces that shouldn't meet. ]

[jackhole]

[ is someone going to be the straight guy here?? because instead there's rhys who actually... kind of laughs and then stops himself. no, that was terrible! don't laugh, rhys!

trying to be very serious here when he goes -- ]

Yeaaaah, that was super crap. Do better, bro.

[ this is who you decided to visit, sans ]

[thebonezone]

k.

[do you think he cares. he's knocking again.

there are important plot shits afoot and this is what he chooses to concentrate on.]

knock knock.

[crazily]

[ I mean, so are they, so apparently Sans will fit right in. Or they'll fit in with him?? Either way, Break is definitely still playing along, since maybe he really does what to hear a good knock knock joke. ]

Who's there~?

[thebonezone]

I am.

[jackhole]

[ he's going to get off the bed now for this, crossing his arms over his chest as he goes for the natural follow up -- ]

I am who?

[ are they seriously tag-teaming knock knock jokes here? is this what team shady has come to? ]

[thebonezone]

[with the voice of utmost concern;]

you mean you don't know who you are??

[jackhole]

[ UGHHHH THAT WAS AWFUL

but it still cracks rhys up. yeah, he's genuinely going to start laughing here and double over with it. ugh, rhys, why is your sense of humor... bad... ]

[crazily]

[ Break laughs too, which is warm and surprisingly gentle, but. He's also not done here. He could let Sans in at this point, since he's earned his keep, but then the jokes would stop? Why would they want that??? ]

Hmmm, Rhys seems to have liked that one, but I don't know about myself~! It's a high price for entry, you know. ♥

[ this is why he gets his ass kicked by ghosts ]

[thebonezone]

'k.

[HE KNOCKS AGAIN, BECAUSE IN THIS THREAD PAPYRUS ISN'T FUCKING DEAD, FUCK YOU SIPP]

knock knock!

[jackhole]

[ yes everything is still fine in this thread THANKS SIPP

rhys is going to recover enough to wheeze out: ]

Who -- god. Who's there?

[thebonezone]

dozen.

[crazily]

[ You know, he's glad that they're at least having a good time! Sure would be a shame if something tragic happened later! ]

Dozen who?

[thebonezone]

dozen anybody wanna let me in?

[detanimetion]

[OKAY UNDYNE HAS BEEN LISTENING TO THIS FOR FIVE MINUTES WHICH IS FIVE MINUTES TOO LONG

so what a good set-up for her to kick the door in right in front of Sans' face at that line]

If no one's gonna let you in, I will! NGAAAAH!

[thebonezone]

[. . . that sure sounded like ghost undyne, because what other ghost would do this to a poor, innocent door??

sans just stares into the room and then takes an orange out of his hoodie.]

wow. orange i glad you let me in.

[SURPRISE: HE'D PREPARED THAT FIRST JOKE WITH A PROP]

[jackhole]

[ and now back to team shady who are... probably used to these things happening in their room now. rhys just looks at sans in vague surprise and then holds out his hand. ]

Hey, can I eat that?

[crazily]

[ More or less. Break still flinches pretty heavily, but he's getting more and more used to this. He reaches up to massage his brow lightly with one hand, and he utters out a single word under his breath: ]

Undyne.

[ Because, honestly. Who the fuck else. He steps to the side to let Sans (and Papyrus?) come in, though he does bend down to re-latch his cane closed again. ]

Well, welcome, I suppose. Come in before the ghosts break more of my things.

[thebonezone]

[he shrugs and walks in, throwing rhys the orange]

knock yourself out. sorry to intrude.

[friendboned]

[Papyrus comes jogging after Sans, thankfully having missed the joking part]

ARE THERE MORE GHOST CRIMES??

[jackhole]

[ just giving papyrus a look as he catches the orange. he'll go back to his bed and sit down next to all those socks and he starts peeling it. ]

The only ghost crime here is Undyne. Haaaah.

[ rhys, you're not funny. ]

[crazily]

[ Once his cane is properly latched again, Break closes the door after them before he returns to his bed too. Though unlike Rhys, this visit is slightly more out of the blue to him, so he gets to the point rather quickly for the sake of his curiosity. ]

So~. Jokes aside, this is a surprise. What can we help a pair of skeletons with?

[thebonezone]

[sans enjoys the sock collection. truly, rhys is one of his people. sans is rocking on the balls of his feet as he looks around. usually he's not one for sharing, but undyne trusted break and did tell him to share with him ... though... not that... but that's why he didn't bother trying to ask rhys to talk in private.]

it's about the stuff we overheard last night.

[and by share i mean "be cryptically ominous" because by god is he an asshole constantly]

[jackhole]

Oh, yeah.

[ something seems to occur to rhys then and while he definitely told break about the conversation, he hadn't played it yet. now that they're all here, he'll bring it up again. ]

Hey, Undyne? If you're there, you might want to listen to this if you haven't already heard it too.

[ and he'll lift his hand and play a certain conversation for everyone there, just so they're all on the same page. ]

Really puts into perspective how little we matter, huh.

[crazily]

[ Break listens to the conversation attentively, but it also doesn't take long into it before he laughs. It's not a pleasant laugh, since it's short and sharp, and he has a smile on his face to match it. ]

My, it's even worse when you actually hear the whole thing. [ And... probably without Rhys's salt filter. ] What was Miata thinking...? So she's safely locked away in the basement or something like that, and now we get to fend for ourselves?

[ He laughs again, but then shrugs. Somehow, that shrug feels sarcastic. ]

I'm inspired with hope, truly~.

[thebonezone]

[sans absolutely doesn't expect the deluge of bitterness, so he decides to cut in before papyrus tries to defend miata, because he is not here for a morality debate between his sunshine brother and the salt mine. ...as hilarious as that'd be. which is extremely.]

i'm pretty sure we were always fending for ourselves. anyway... the important part to me isn't the lover's quarrel, it's what they said about something going down this week.