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Fresh woke up to a knock on his door.
“C’mon mate, wake up!!” “We’re gonna be late!” Fresh’s roommate and brother were both knocking on the door, trying to get the lazy third skeleton up.
“It’s our first day at Multiverse High!!” That caught the 90’s skeleton’s attention.
Cray, fed up with his brothers actions, kicked open the door, leaving the roommate to go check breakfast.
“C’mon, bro!! We’re gonna be laaaateeeee!!” He whined, not knowing the elder skeleton was already awake.
“I know, I know. I’m up, lil’ bro.” Fresh said, getting up. Cray grinned, zipping out of the room. “Digit, he’s up!”
“A’ight, Crayon! Good job, mate!” Code Soul, commonly called Digit, yelled from down the stairs, the smell of breakfast wafting through the hallway.
“I told you to stop calling me that!!” Cray complained, but the smile on his face showed that he enjoyed the pet name.
Fresh snickered at their antics. Digit may be their roommate, but he was like a brother to Cray and himself.
Cray was a starting freshman at MVH, while Digit was a Junior along with Fresh.
Speaking off Fresh, he was making his way down the stairs, blue plaid shirt hanging loose around his skeletal frame and denim shorts hanging loose. A pair of lazily put on suspenders also hung loose.
He grinned at the already-eating Cray and the still-cooking Digit. “Good morning.”
Two more morning greetings were exchanged. “Ready for another year, Fresh?” Digit asked, back turned and still frying an egg.
“Hopefully. Any word on who’s coming to orientation?” Fresh asked, sitting down next to his brother.
“Well, we already know about Alphys, and Papyrus is coming as well. I think Mettaton might be there just because of Pap. Oh, and MK!” Digit said, naming the friends he knew were gonna be there.
“Anyone else?”
“Some of the athletics.”
Fresh’s ‘ears’ (*yeets logic out the window*) perked. “Which Jocks?” He called them by the name they had picked up from a TV show or something.
“Undyne, Burgerpants, Skates, PJ. Maybe some others I’m not sure of.”
Fresh groaned a bit. “Ah, crap.”
Digit turned around, a grimace on his face. “Yup.”
“Who’s that?” Cray asked, surprising the other two.
“Oh, you know Cil right? Well PJ is his older brother, Undyne is who Alphys’ likes, BP is NCG’s friend, and Skates is the one who taught Fresh how to skateboard properly.” Digit said nonchalantly. He always seemed to know everything about everyone.
“Really?! Ohhhh then I’ve met PJ! He’s cool. Cil always talks about him.” Cray said, going back to eating.
Fresh tuned out the rest of the conversation, as Digit asked if Cil had finally started dating Quill yet.
So he is gonna be there. Fresh thought, smiling to himself.
BP, your so gonna pay for last year.
Meanwhile, however, another certain player in this game was just waking up.
“PJ, come on!! Hurry up!” Error’s computerized voice echoed up the steps, the other black skeleton slipping on his varsity jersey and jacket.
“I’m comin, I’m comin, Dad! Wait a bit!” Paperjam exited his messy room in his normal attire, jersey, jacket, denim jeans, and tennis shoes.
Cil was already downstairs, bouncing from foot to foot. He couldn’t wait to see his friends after the entirety of the summer being spent on vacation.
Not that he was complaining.
“Jammy, c’mon!! I wanna see Quill and Cray and…” The list of friends went on. (Author was to lazy to think of other monsters RIP)
PJ chuckled, ruffling his little brothers pink, glittery hair. “I’m up, lets go.”
They all slid into Error’s car, on their way to the first day of high school.
PJ, sitting in the passenger seat in the front, stared out the window, watching some students walking.
A couple caught his eye in particular.
Three white-boned skeletons, each heading to school in a unique way.
One in a plaid shirt and jean shorts with a rather colorful jacket was on a skateboard, zooming on down the road, keeping a control that PJ had only known Skates to possess.
Another in a white sweatshirt with digital lines tracing down it, bottom half of it green, was running along a wall, keeping his balance incredibly well. He jumped from wall to fence, continuing his parkour.
And the third, his hat held on tight by his hand, was roller skating down the street, taking each bump gracefully.
The three kept pace with each other, as if they were in a race. He could see their mouths moving, when the one on the skates pointed to the car.
The three looked at each other, and a grin was split between them.
Just as Error was about to pull away from them, the trio caught up with the car, keeping a strange pace with it.
They’re keeping level with the car?!?
PJ was shocked. He had recognized one of them as Cray, one of Cil’s friends, which meant the other two were Digit and Fresh.
“Hey, Dad! Look, it’s Cray! He’s racing the car!!” Cil said excitedly, pointing.
Error looked in the rearview mirror. “Shall we give them a challenge?” Error grinned, before flooring it.
The trio seemed to fall behind.
Then a thump was heard on top of the car.
“The heck?!”
A fingerless-gloved hand did an upside-down peace sign in front of Cil’s window.
Cil giggled, opening the window. “Digit, you know that’s dangerous!!”
“Like you haven’t seen me do it before!!” A slightly accented voice was heard from the top of the car.
“Fresh and Cray are right behind ya, just so you know.” Digit said, making the three inside the car look out the rearview window.
Sure enough, two more skeletons were following, having sped up to keep pace with the car.
PJ blinked. “These are your friends, Cil?” He laughed out, shaking his head.
“Yup! The one of the car is Digit, the one on the skateboard is Fresh, and the one riding the skates is Cray! They’re crazy cool, like Digit does parkour, and he’s fantastic!! Cray can pull these crazy awesome tricks to, he can be like a cat and always seems to land on his feet!! And I can’t forget Fresh! Although he’s short, he’s crazy fast on a skateboard. He also can pull these awesome tricks! Not to mention his and Cray’s soul, which look super cool!”
Error glanced at his soon. “You’ve seen their souls?”
“It’s kinda hard not to! Their souls aren’t placed in their chest, they’re in their left eye socket!! Digit always covers his right eye for some reason to.”
PJ and Error glanced at each other. They certainly seemed to be interesting monsters.
Soon enough, they arrived at MVH, and sure enough, the skeleton in the sweatshirt jumped off the roof of the car, the other two arriving not much later.
“No fair, Digit!! You got to ride on the roof of the car!!” The skates one said.
“Your the one who doesn’t know parkour, Crayon! Besides, it’s Cil’s car.” Digit said, shrugging. The third one, Fresh, seemed to be grinning and shaking his head at the other two.
“Cray!!” Cil ran out of the car, nearly tackling his friend.
“Careful, I still have my skates on!” The two started to catch up with each other.
“So you guys must be Fresh and Digit.” Error asked as PJ stood to the side, watching the situation and waiting for Undyne and the crew.
“Indeed, mate. You Error?” Digit asked, pulling off his hood to reveal a skull with a green soul on his forehead, digital lines tracing down his cheekbones and ending near his mouth in a little circle. And true to what Cil had said in the car, an eyepatch covered the right eye socket.
“I am. Thank you two for your hospitality towards my son.” Error grinned, examining the other one.
“It’s really no problem. Cil is truly a great kid, my younger brother enjoys hanging out with him.” Fresh said, taking off his glasses to clean them, also pulling down his own hood.
“Younger brother?”
“Yeah! Cray is my younger brother, and Digit is our roommate.” Fresh gestured to Digit and Cray, looking Error in the eye.
Error blinked. He did have his soul in his left eye-socket.
“So are either of you athletic?” He was pretty sure these skeletons had appeared in his PE class before.
The two looked at each other and laughed. “No, we suck at most sports. Harder than doing a simple flip.” Digit said. “I think we classify as nerds.” The gentle grin on the bony face of Digit was kind, yet had a bit of mischief.
“It was nice talking to you sir. We’ve got class.” Fresh said. Cray and Cil had long since disappeared inside, and PJ was still leaning against a wall, eavesdropping on the conversation.
“It’s good to meet you boys.” Error grinned, and watched the other two leave into the building, talking.
“So what do you think.” Error said, still looking in the direction they had left.
“They’re definitely a good influence on him.” PJ said, not once looking up. “I don’t trust the green one very much, though.”
“And the other one? Fresh?”
“Cute.” PJ looked up suddenly, realizing what he just said. A magenta blush creeped up on his cheeks.
Error chuckled. “Make sure your not late to orientation, son.” He winked at the younger student, laughing as he grew more pink.
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Whew!! Hiya everyone, author here! Hope you enjoy this little fanfiction im doing, you can also find it on Wattpad under the same title!