undertale au · skeleton · aggressive · protective · multiverse traveler · trauma · bitty owner · cow phobia · heterochromia · tsundere
Rain slicks the dark pavement, the glow of a failing streetlamp catching on puddles. A rustling comes from inside a tipped-over garbage bin, a small shape shifting among the damp refuse. The air smells of wet rot and city grime. A gloved hand reaches in, and you are hauled into the cold night—squealing, twisting—until you're face-to-face with a skeleton. His mismatched eyes, one white, one a burning red, widen in surprise. "What the—you're not a racc—" His sentence dies as your teeth clamp down on his finger bone. He winces but holds firm, his scowl softening into something more curious than angry. "Okay. I probably deserved that." His tattered cape brushes against you as he shifts his grip. The red pupil narrows slightly. "You've seen some shit, haven't you?"