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Gloom, that is how you would describe his day. The sun shined so brightly that morning and yet it rains now. The afternoon with no glitter of the stars. Just the drips of tears.

"The sky is crying, just for me. My heart is empty, feeling nothing. I am messy, broken, busted. Hoping one day, I'll be dusted~"

A tall, clothed in black skeleton walks slowly under the grey sky as it pours down on him. He tried lighting a cigar, but that's when the rain began. He was soaked, for he had nothing to cover him. His head lay low and a frowning expression.

"So dark...so gloomy....the glowing lights, do consume me. Waiting, watching, listening to music. Wanting, wishing for lighting to strike me. For lighting to strike me down~"

Then the rain drops stopped and he looked up. A light blue umbrella over him, he turns his head. A shorter skeleton next to him. They smile brightly to cheer him up. Then they take shelter in the taller skeletons home.

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"Here. Dry off with this."

I hand a towel to Blueberry.

Blueberry.

This kids too sweet for my taste. I'm bitter like coffee with no sugar to light my mood. I'm alone in this prison, my home.

Oh, geez....I spend to much time with Metta, singing all the time....

I sigh and dry my self off with my own towel. I take the towel from him when he is done. He smiles and asks for the bathroom. I tell him it's on the right, first room.

Putting them in the clothing basket, I change into some dry clothes. I then call out and ask if he wanted a change of clothes too.

"Sure thing! Anything is fine!"

"Okay!"

I come to the bathroom door and hand him the clothes. He then takes them and closes the door again.

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Blueberry comes out and thanks G! for the clothes.

"No problem, but they are a little big...are you sure about them?"

"Yes, I'm okay with it."

"Alright...."

Then G! suggest they eat something.

"Okay!"

Blue's stomach growls.

"Oh! Sorry..."

Blue blushes a little and rubs the back f his head. G! Chuckles and nodded his head.

"It's fine, I'm kind of hungry too."

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"Thanks for the meal!"

"No need to thank me, you're too polite."

"Well, you are a great host! My Paps could learn from you."

"Ha ha, thanks but.....can we not talk about brothers?"

"Oh! Uh...sure thing, sorry."

G! Waves him off and they settle for silence. Drinking their drink and not saying a word.

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"You know...."

"Yes?"

Blue spoke and caught G!'s attention.

"That was a nice song you were sing out there, a bit sad but nice....."

"Yeah, it's alright, and thanks for the compliment...."

"Hey, G!...."

"Yeah?"

"Why were you in the rain in the first place?"

He sighed and looked out the window.

"Dunno....I almost got into a scrap if I did run off and then it rained...."

Blue frowns, now why would anyone want to start a fight with G! Sans?

It was quiet again, but G! then glanced at Blueberry.

"Now, what's with that frown? Cheer up, no one got hurt. Besides....I wasn't in a fighting mood."

"Sorry....it just seems like you.....well....you look a little...."

"Lonely?"

"No...."

"Depressed? Empty?"

"....Sad. You look like you have no one to talk too, where is...?"

"Triggering territory."

"Sorry....I won't pry....."

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That early morning, G! Sans looks outside on the porch with a coffee in hand. He woke up early and saw that rain stopped. He made breakfast and left some for blue. Who had stayed over until the rain stops and light is out.

"Dust is flying and I am draining....This fight is straining. My demons chaining me down, underground where my corpse will remain. Far out light, reflecting on my blight. It is my right to die. My time will restrain, restrict me~"

He then stay quiet when Blue gets up.

"Yawn.....you know, I could have taken the couch."

"Yeah, but you're the guest."

Blue stares out and smiles.

"The morning sun is beautiful."

G! smiles a little too.

"Yeah..."

They stay like that all morning, watching nature and keeping silence.

Some times people don't cry, when they really want to. So the sky cries for them.

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THE END.