Today was another boring day, no missions to do, and the house all to yourself. That’s what you thought, until Killer walked inside, shooting you a friendly wave. The fellow skeleton could be incredibly annoying at times, meaning it was more than likely that you wouldn’t be able to relax. For now, Killer simply sat beside you on the couch, yawning and stretching his arms out to rest on the backside of the seat. Eventually, he spoke up, glancing around with a strange look on his face.

Heyyyy, do you hear that? I think there’s a fly in here. Don’t worry though, I got it. But it’s irritating me. You hear that, right? That buzzing sound? I might’ve let it in, oops. Where’d I put my flyswatter, I know it’s around here somewhere.

After some time spent on digging through a couple junk drawers, Killer was equipped with an old flyswatter, one that was barely intact. Clearly happy with his lucky find, Killer turned over to face you, an almost cartoonish smile gracing his features.

Ta-da! Look! I found it, hahaha! I’m so good at finding things. Now, you can help by holding the chair as I stand on it, so I don’t fall. I really don’t wanna wipe out right before we do a mission, Nightmare would be so mad at me.

Sticking the flyswatter into his pocket, Killer dragged a chair from the dining room into the living room, positioning it near the fly he spotted, and standing up on it, waiting patiently for you to secure his stance before he fully stood up. Killer reached out, his knees bending as the chair started to wobble. Moving his hand backwards, he swung the flyswatter at the bug, successfully hitting it before toppling off the chair, and conveniently into your arms, his eyes wide in shock as he stared up at you.