#imposter fic

Sorry for holding this off for so long I got busy with irl stuff But anyways here’s the final part of this godawful fic ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Goth ran to the police station to find an officer to talk to. After looking around for a bit he finally found the one that is holding Palette in the cell.

“Officer! May I speak to you for a bit?” He asked.

“Sure, but make it quick.” He replied.

“I think I know how to prove that Palette is innocent.” He grinned widely.

“Really? How?” The officer said, having a bit of a doubt.

“Ok, so here’s what I came up with…” Goth started off.

~~~~Later~~~~

Goth was wearing one of his old hoodies, a black colored one, and heading over to Fell Palette’s house. A small speaker buzzed from the inside of his hoodie.

“Kid are you sure about this? The way you described this guy seems a bit unsafe and could get you hurt.” The officer spoke through it.

“Trust me, I know what I’m doing.” Goth spoke back in it.

“Do you even know if it’ll work?” The officer asked.

“I’m certain it’ll work, just stay hidden until I say ‘the word,’ okay?” Goth said.

“Alright… If you say so.” The officer responded. Goth made it to Fell Palette’s front door. He was about to knock but then hesitated. He took a deep breath to calm himself.

‘You can do it Goth. Just knock on the door.’ He thought to himself. He finally knocked and waited. It wasn’t too long until Fell Palette opened the door. He saw Goth and smirked.

“Well well well, look who came back~” Fell Palette said, supposedly believing it was Fell Goth.

“Whatever.” Goth rolled his eyes, thinking it would be something his Fell version would say.

“And what made you want to come back hmm~?” Fell Palette asked smugly. Goth froze up.

“I-I… U-um…” He stuttered. Fell Palette chuckled.

“Just couldn’t resist me~?” Fell Palette’s smirk grew bigger. Goth sighed and got back into character.

“Tch, as if.” Goth said crossing his arms and looking away. Fell Palette chuckled and suddenly grabbed Goth’s arm and pulled him towards him.

“Now, where were we before you left so rudely~?” Fell Palette said. His smirk slightly faltered as he noticed something was off with ‘Fell Goth’. He brushed it off.

For now.

“Actually, why don’t we go further inside?” Fell Palette said taking note that they are still by the door. He pulled Goth inside his house. He took notice of all the money and jewelry.

“So where did you get all of this?” Goth asked.

“Uh… Do you not remember? I literally told you not even a few hours ago.” Fell Palette said. Goth froze again.

“Erm… Mind telling me again? Just to refresh my memory…” Goth said and began to reach up for his scarf. Fell Palette let out an annoyed sigh.

“Well if you didn’t know already I disguised myself as my shitty classic and robbed a bunch of- what are you doing?” Fell Palette stopped himself mid-sentence as he noticed Goth was holding onto his scarf.

“N-nothing…” Goth quickly put his hand down. Fell Palette got closer to him. Goth started to get nervous and gulped. Fell Palette instantly pinned Goth against the wall. Goth let out a small squeak.

“Do you really think I’m that stupid? Thinking I wouldn’t figure out you’re not my Goth?” Fell Palette said. Goth began to shake under his grip but took a deep breath.

“Funny enough how this will end they way it started. With an ‘imposter’.” Goth lowered his head closer to his scarf when he said the last part. Fell Palette raised a brow, not knowing what he meant. Almost immediately he heard sirens from outside his house.

“Fell Palette we have you surrounded, there’s no use trying to escape.” The officer from earlier spoke into his microphone.

“Ha, what are they gonna do? They can’t arrest me if they have no evidence on me.” Fell Palette laughed.

“Nooo but they DO have audio evidence of you admitting to robbing those places along with your visual evidence that you failed to hide.” Goth revealed the speaker in his scarf and then pointed at the piles of jewelry and money.

“……Ah fuck.” Fell Palette said defeated. Goth chuckled.

~~~Time skip to the police station because I’m lazy -w-~~~

Fell Palette was being walked over to Palette’s cell in handcuffs to take his place in it.

“Alright kid you’re free.” The officer said opening the cell.

“GOTH!!” Palette ran out the cell and into Goth’s arms at lightning speed, nearly tackling him to the ground

“Oof!! Hehe, hey Palette…” Goth said returning the hug. Palette was clinging onto Goth like he hasn’t seen him in years.

“Goth I missed you so much…” Palette buried his face in Goth’s shoulder, tears forming in his eyes.

"I missed you too… But you’re out now and that’s what matters to me the most.” Goth pulled away and smiled looking into his eyes, having tears in his as well. Palette leaned in and gave him a tender kiss. He couldn’t resist, it’s been too long since he has done so and he missed how Goth’s lips felt against his.

“UGH, get a room you two.” Fell Palette said disgusted.

“Ahem.” The officer cleared his throat and adjusted his hat looking away. Palette remembered that they weren’t alone and instantly pulled away, blushing. Goth giggled, blushing as well.

“S-so uh, should we get going?” Palette said.

“Heheh, sure.” Goth took his hand and walked out of the station. They walked to Goth’s house in silence, simply enjoying to be with the other again.

~~~Once there~~~

Goth and Palette were peacefully watching a movie, Palette having his arm around Goth and Goth snuggling up close to him. They both signed happily in unison.

“Welp, after that experience I would prefer to hold off any outdoor dates for a while and just hang out at home.” Palette spoke breaking the silence. Goth laughed.

“Yeah, me too.” Goth said kissing his cheek. They went back to watching their movie.

Aaaaaaand just like the best parents ever, Geno and Reaper were taking pictures of them from a distance.

Back to the main ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Goth was walking away from the station, thinking of how he would find Fell Palette, fiddling with the half heart on his necklace. He was so lost in his thoughts that he wasn’t paying attention to where he was going, and in result ran straight into his Fell self.

“Hey! Watch where you’re going! Oh… It’s just you…” Fell Goth said coldly.

“Sorry not sorry Edgelord, but I really don’t want to start anything now, I’m in a rush.” Goth snapped back, dusting himself off.

“Whatever.” Fell Goth rolled his eyes.

“What are you even doing here? I rarely see you out.” Goth said, noticing that he only ever sees Fell Goth once in a while.

“What? Am I not allowed to go outside?” Fell Goth said.

“Geez sorry, no need to get all offended.” Goth raised his hands defensively.

“Anyways I was out here to talk with Fell Palette, but THAT didn’t last very long.” Fell Goth said. Goth then remembered what he was going to do.

“Oh! I almost forgot, have you seen Fell Palette?” Goth asked.

“Uhh… yeah? I just said I went to talk to him.” Fell Goth was getting impatient.

“Well what did you two talk about?” Goth was curious.

“Not much, I just told him he was insane to pull off what he did before he- w-why do you care anyways?” Fell Goth changed the subject, lightly blushing at the memory of what Fell Palette attempted to do with him.

“It’s cause my Palette is being held in for his actions and I need to prove it wasn’t him.” Goth explained.

“Well good luck, cause the only thing my Palette is doing is hiding in plain sight.” Fell Goth rolled his eyes again, a bit annoyed at how Fell Palette was able to successfully pull off his scheme.

“I’m gonna stay away from him for a while cause he’s being oddly thirsty at the moment… well, more than usual.” Fell Goth added.

“Woah okay, tmi.” Goth held up his hands in a pause motion.

“I’m just saying if you wanna see him have some type of defense mechanism at hand.” Fell Goth shrugged.

“Although it seems he only acts that way around me, there are all these people he can choose from around here and yet I’m the one he’s after.” Fell Goth noted.

“Is that so?” Goth said. He then started to think.

‘Hm, if what he says is true, then what if I… Got it!’ He came up with an idea.

“Uh… Hello? You there?” Fell Goth waved his hand in front of Goth’s face.

“Igottagobye.” Goth sputtered out. He dashed off.

Yet another poth writing from me~ Not much to say, so let’s just start~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “And then I said ‘Well I’m ALL that and a bag of skittles so TASTE THE RAINBOW!!’” Palette over dramatically joked to Goth while Goth was in hysterics.

“Palette you are hilarious!! Heh, which is probably one of the reasons why I love you so much….” Goth held his hand while blushing. Palette was also blushing.

“Heh, I love you too Goth.” Palette kissed his forehead.

It has been a few months since Goth and Palette have been dating. It took a lot of courage (and a bit of explaining) for Goth to finally confess to Palette and once Palette understood they’ve been together ever since. Right now they where going for a walk through the park, talking and laughing about almost anything they can. They were both wearing matching necklaces, each having one half of a heart. They didn’t know they had someone watching them from a distance. It was another skeleton with red/dark yellow star shaped eyes, a crack on his right cheek, and green clothing. It was Palette’s fell counterpart most commonly known as Pudding or Icing. Fell Palette was watching them laugh and being happy in general.

He hated it.

He hated seeing them happy.

He left from watching them and headed over to Palette’s home.

He was planning something.

When he reached Palette’s house he looked for an open window, knowing more than likely the front door was locked. Once he did he climbed inside and went for Palette’s room. He looked around in the closet and drawers apparently looking for some spare clothes. He found them and smirked, quietly chuckling.

“This is gonna be fun~” Fell Palette said to himself. He then heard laughing from the outside and knew they were back. He took the clothes and snuck out from where he came in, being careful not to make too much noise. From the outside Palette and Goth were having one last laugh before they separate.

“This was a fun date Palette” Goth said still in giggles.

“Of course it was, with me anything is fun!!” Palette somewhat bragged. Goth gave another small chuckle.

“Yeah, you’re right. I’ll see you tomorrow right?” Goth asked.

“You know you will.” Palette made finger guns and winked. Goth slightly blushed.

“Hehe, alright.” Goth said shyly. Palette kissed his cheek.

“See ya later Goth.” Palette whispered in his (nonexistent) ear.

“B-bye Palette.” Goth stuttered. Although they have been together for some time Goth can’t help but still be a flushed mess around Palette. Goth made his way back to his house, waving Palette goodbye. From behind a nearby tree, Fell Palette watched them.

Time to do the perp’s POV fuhuhuhu~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~With Fell Palette~

Fell Palette was in his house surrounded by jewelry and money. He was chuckling to himself.

“Hahahaha! Why didn’t I think of this before?! Dressing up as my classic self and robbing places under his appearance was my best idea yet! Hmph, too bad they already took away… now it’s gonna be more difficult to get away with stuff… ah well, I’ll take what I can get.” He smirked, staring at his collection of money and jewels.

“You’re insane you know that?” A voice from behind him said. He looked over and saw that it was Fell Goth, and he was leaning on the doorway from his house, his arms crossed.

“Aww, thanks for the compliment Cupcake.” Fell Palette smirked at him. Goth cringed at that.

“Don’t call me Cupcake, especially while wearing that.” Fell Goth pointed at his clothes. Fell Palette smirked again and walked over to him.

“Aw come on… You love it~” he snaked his arms around Fell Goth’s waist and pulled him in. Fell Goth blushed and tried to escape his arms, but Fell Palette had a rather tight hold on him. Fell Goth found it awkward and a bit uncomfortable that Fell Palette was doing this while still in classic Palette’s clothes.

“Why are you still wearing his clothes anyways?” Fell Goth asked, avoiding eye contact.

"Although I really hate that ridiculously happy version of me, I do admit his clothing choice is decent. Why? Don’t think I look good in this~?” Fell Palette hooked his finger on Fell Goth’s chin and turned his head to make him look at him. Fell Goth only blushed more.

“N-no, it just… feels weird to have you act like this while dressed like that..” Fell Goth stuttered.

“Weird? Are you sure~?” Fell Palette said in a sultry voice. He pulled Fell Goth in even more.

“Ugh, don’t even think about it.” Fell Goth pushed him away. Fell Palette’s smirk faded just a bit.

“You’re gonna get caught sooner or later ya know.” Fell Goth added.

“Tch, whatever, they already locked up my classic self so who’s to say I will get caught?” Fell Palette shot back.

“Egh, you’re impossible.” Fell Goth scoffed and walked out of his house.

Yup yup yup~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was the next day, and Goth felt like he was walking on clouds. He has been a lot more vibrant and happy ever since he and Palette got together. He was about a block away heading over to Palette’s house when suddenly ‘he’ popped up in front of him.

“Hey Goth!!” ‘Palette’ said. He was wearing sunglasses and his scarf was slightly higher than it usually was, covering most of his lower half of his face.

“Eep! Palette you scared me.” Goth jumped a bit. Once he calmed down he took notice of ‘Palette’s’ new features.

“Uh… What’s with the glasses?” Goth questioned him.

“Well uh… it seemed to be a bit sunny and I wanted to be able to see so can’t be too safe am I right?” ‘Palette’ lied.

“But…. it’s cloudy….” Goth replied.

“Let me live Goth.” ‘Palette’ said.

“Uh… ok hehe, anyway, ready to go?” Goth chirped happily. His smile quickly turned into a frown as he noticed ‘Palette’ wasn’t wearing his half of the necklace.

“Um, Palette? Where is your necklace?” He asked.

“Oh I uh… threw it away.” ‘Palette’ responded bluntly.

“What? W-why?” Goth’s voice was shaky.

“I’m not really interested in you anymore, in fact I was never interested in you in the first place.” He said rather coldly.

“Wh-what? B-but what about when you said that you were happy to be with me? You said you love me?” Goth had tears forming in his eyes.

“You looked so pathetic when you admitted your feelings that I guess I pitied you. Also ever heard of acting?” ‘Palette’ shrugged, a cruel smirk starting to form on his lips. Goth would never believe Palette would say something like that to him. But here he was, in his presence, saying these things to him to his face. Goth stopped resisting his tears and just let them fall while ‘Palette’ watched his display.

“Sorry Goth, but that’s just the way life is. Full of white lies and horrible truths.” ‘Palette’ said, not sorry at all while Goth fell to his knees in tears. ‘Palette’ walked away and left him there. He turned the corner and stayed there to watch Goth while being hidden. He saw Goth stand up and run back to his home with tears still falling down his face. ‘Palette’ smirked.

“Heheh, all according to plan. And damn this scarf.” He adjusted his scarf so it wasn’t covering so much of his face and on his right cheek a crack was visible. He also removed his sunglasses and revealed red and dark yellow colored star eyes.

“More than likely Palette is gonna wonder where he is and look for him.” He heard a voice and was startled a bit. He look where the voice came from and saw Goth’s fell counterpart he likes to call Cupcake.

“And what if he does? What will he do? Goth is too heartbroken to even talk to him.” Fell Palette had a point.

“It’s Goth. He is so smitten over Palette that he would believe anything he says.” Fell Goth said.

“He sure did believe me.” Fell Palette shot back.

*no comment* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was the next day, and Goth had no sleep at all. Mainly because of trying to figure out how to prove Palette’s innocence and worrying about how Palette is doing alone. He was thinking about who that other skeleton was all night but couldn’t figure out who. It was until that morning that realization hit him like a truck.

“Red yellow star eyes like Palette… Fell Palette! Of course! How could I have not figured it out sooner?!” Goth facepalmed. He ran out his room to go see Palette. Geno heard his steps from the kitchen and called to him.

“Goth sweetie, where are you going?” He asked.

“I need to go see Palette.” He called back.

“Do you want me to give you a ride again?” Geno offered him.

“It’s not that far, I can run it. Besides, this is mainly me and Palette’s problem and I don’t want you and dad to get involved.” Goth declined his offer.

“Alright then, but don’t get into too much trouble.” Geno advised him.

“I won’t.” Goth went out the door to the police station. He was immediately stopped by a guard.

“Woah woah woah, where do you think you’re going?” The guard asked.

“Sir may I please go through? There’s someone I want to visit.” Goth asked politely.

“You got 15 minutes.” The guard stepped out the way to let him through.

“Thank you!” Goth immediately dashed to the cell where Palette was in. He saw him lying down on the cot facing the wall.

“Palette!” Goth grabbed his attention. Palette looked over his shoulder and instantly stood up and ran to him.

“Goth!” Palette was more than happy to see him.

“How did you do without me?” Goth reached through the bars and placed his hands on Palette’s cheeks.

“Okay I guess, didn’t get much sleep though…” Palette said, showing that he was tired.

“Me neither, I was up all night worrying about you…” Goth caressed his cheeks.

“Awe Goth, if these bars weren’t in the way I would kiss you.” Palette held Goth’s hands, slightly blushing. Goth was blushing as well. He got lost in Palette’s eyes for a moment but then snapped out of it, remembering why he was there.

“Oh! Palette, I have something to tell you.” Goth let go of his face.

“What is it?” Palette asked, slightly dissatisfied with the loss of Goth’s touch.

“I figured out who framed you!” Goth said.

“Who?!” Palette was all ears.

“Your fell version. He was wearing your clothes while robbing a jewelry store.” He explained.

“Wha- how did he even get my clothes?! Wait… He must’ve been the one who disguised as me to hurt you and kept my clothes to commit crimes in my name!” Palette said, remembering what happened between them not too long ago.

“Oh, that… Palette I am still ashamed for believing you would do something like that to me… I am so sorry.” Goth apologized.

“Goth, what did I say yesterday? You have nothing to be sorry about.” Now it was Palette’s turn to reach through the bars and caress Goth’s cheeks. Goth held his arms and sighed.

"But hey, that’s behind us now, now we need to figure out how find fell me and prove I didn’t do the crimes!” Palette said a bit more optimistic.

“Right!” Goth smiled, determined to find him.

“Your time’s almost up.” The guard popped in to warn Goth.

“I have to go, but I WILL find Fell Palette and I WILL get you out.” Goth promised and kissed Palette’s hands, causing Palette to blush.

“Okay, bye Goth…” Palette said.

And here is part three~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -With Palette- Palette was eagerly waiting for Goth and their date, bouncing from where he was sitting. A few minutes passed and he bouncing started to slow down.

‘Goth usually never took this long to get here, perhaps he was fashionably late?’ He thought. He decided to wait a few more minutes.

Nothing.

Then some more.

Still nothing.

No knock on the door. No call or text saying he was on his way.

Not a thing.

Palette started to get concerned and decided to call him.

No answer.

‘That’s weird, why isn’t he answering his phone? He always answers immediately after I call him.’ Palette pondered. He tried to call a few more times.

Still no answer.

Palette was worried now. He decided to call Goth’s house phone.

“Hello?” The other line answered. It was one of Goth’s fathers, Geno.

“Mr. Geno, can I talk to Goth? We had a date and he didn’t show up. I tried calling him but he wouldn’t answer his phone.” Palette sounded concerned.

“I’m sorry Palette but Goth doesn’t seem to want to talk to you.” Geno told him.

“What? Why not? W-was it something I did?” Palette didn’t understand.

“I guess so. He came home in tears and immediately went to his room. I tried talking to him but all he said was to keep you away from him.” Geno said.

“Anything else?” Palette quizzed him more.

“Well, I did hear him talking with Reaper and saying that you weren’t wearing your half of the necklace and you didn’t want to see him anymore. Even I couldn’t believe it, you two looked so happy together.” Geno was a bit confused.

“What?! I never told him that!! I love him too much to do that!! And I always have my necklace on!!” Palette said a bit offended that Geno was saying that.

“Well that’s what he said.” Geno reminded him.

“When did this happen?” He asked.

“Uh… Right now?” Geno sounded more confused.

“I don’t understand. I would never tell him something like tha-” A sudden thought came to Palette.

‘Someone must’ve done something to pretend to be me and hurt Goth.’ He thought.

“Um, Palette? Are you there?” Geno piped in, taking notice of Palette’s silence. Palette hung up and ran out to Goth’s house. In a few minutes he made it to the front door and knocked rapidly. Geno answered.

“Palette?” Geno was surprised to see him after he just stopped talking with him on the phone a few minutes ago.

“Mr. Geno, can I come in and talk to Goth?!” Palette said a bit frantic to see him.

“But he said he doesn’t want to speak to you.” Geno said.

“Please!! I need to talk to him!!” Palette’s voice sounded desperate. He showed Geno the necklace to prove to him that he still had it. Geno saw that he was serious.

“Alright then.” Geno moved away from the doorframe and let him in. Palette immediately dashed towards Goth’s room.

“What’s with the kid?” Reaper, Geno’s husband, asked.

“He and Goth are having a little conflict in their relationship.” Geno reminded him.

“Oh yeah, I just talked to Goth about that.” Reaper scratched the back of his neck.

“I hope they make up. I would never believe Palette would do something like that.” Geno said.

“Yeah, I hope so too… Wanna watch from the door?” Reaper smirked already knowing the answer.

“You know I do!!” Geno suddenly hyped up. They quickly made their way to the door frame making sure to open it just enough so that they aren’t noticed.

In the room….

Goth was on his bed facing the wall slightly sniffling.

“Uh… Goth?” Palette spoke up. Goth looked over his shoulder to see who it was and went back to facing the wall.

“What do you want?” Goth didn’t sound mad but he didn’t sound happy either.

“At least look at me. Please.” Palette begged.

“Why should I? Considering you don’t want to see me.” Goth had tears forming in his eyes.

“Please….” Palette begged him again.

“Leave me alone Palette!” Goth’s sudden outburst made Palette jump a bit.

“Goth….” Palette started but drifted off. He took off his necklace and held it over Goth’s side to show him that he still has it. Goth felt a presence extremely close to him so he looked up and saw the necklace. He started at it in shock. After a few moments, he sat up.

“The…. necklace? But I thought you said you threw it away….” Goth recalled ‘Palette’s’ words and how much they hurt him.

"Goth, I would never toss out this necklace because it means so much to me, because it reminds me how much I love you. I would always have it out, and never hide it.” Palette said as he held on to his necklace.

"H-how do I know it wasn’t a prank? You probably just took it off to mess w-with me…” Goth assumed.

“Goth, I would never pull off a prank that cruel. I don’t what happened or what made you think I would do something like that.” Palette explained.

“You were wearing sunglasses so I thought that was a bit odd…” Goth remembered his strange appearance.

“I never wear sunglasses. Someone must’ve impersonated me to hurt you. You know I would never do something like that to you, right?” He added.

“I-I’m sorry… I sh-should’ve known better than t-to believe you w-would do that to me.” Goth had tears in his eyes again.

“I’M SORRY PALETTE!!” Goth suddenly bursted out. He threw himself into Palette’s chest, sobbing into his shirt. Palette was a bit surprised at this, but then he hugged him.

“Shh shh, it’s okay Goth, you have nothing to be sorry about.” Palette rubbed his back. After a few minutes Goth calmed down, though he still had small tears in his eyes, but he was smiling. Palette placed his hand on Goth’s cheek and gave him a soft kiss. From a crack in the doorframe, Geno and Reaper were trying to hold in their (very manly) squealing.

“Reaper get the damn camera!!!” Geno loudly whispered, repeatedly punching Reaper’s arm.

“On it, love!” He replied while teleporting away and coming back a few seconds later. Geno snatched it from his hands and started pressing the button over and over. Goth noticed a small flash of light from the doorway of his room and looked over to see Geno with a camera. Geno noticed Goth looking in his direction and just noticed the flash on the camera was on.

“You idiot! You didn’t turn off the flash!” Geno turned to Reaper and attempted to hit his head.

“Hey, all you said was to get the camera, how was I supposed to know the flash was on?!” He dodged his hand.

“MOM!!! DAD!!!” Goth blushed and hid his face in Palette’s shirt.

“Oh I’m sorry hun! We’ll leave you two alone now.” Geno said as he pushed Reaper away from the door.

“They’re so embarrassing…” Goth said not moving his face from Palette’s shirt. Palette gave a small chuckle.

“Heheh, but they’re funny tho, anyways it’s still day out, and I believe you owe me a date.” Palette hooked Goth’s chin to make him look up and pressed their foreheads together, causing Goth to blush.

Guhhhhh…… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After a ride from the park to the police station Goth was in the camera room with the two officers while Palette was in a nearby cell frightened out of his mind. He was holding his knees and his breathing was short and shaky. Goth would occasionally look over to him, a look of worry on his face.

‘I don’t believe any of this, Palette is the sweetest, most precious person I know, he would never do stuff like this!!’ Goth thought.

“So you said you wanted to see the footage for proof?” The first officer said.

“Huh? O-oh, yes I did.” Goth snapped out of his thoughts.

“Well here it is.” The other said. Goth saw in the video a jewelry store completely raided by someone who looks EXACTLY like Palette, from the clothing to the star shaped eyes. Palette was staring at the video, his eyes wide in shock. He looked at the timestamp on the corner of the video.

“8 pm? That’s not possible, Palette and I spent the day together. He was with me at that time!” Goth explained to the policemen.

“That’s not what the footage shows.” The first implied. Goth was slightly annoyed at the policemen’s stubbornness.

“Is there any footage in color?” Goth asked, wanting to find out more since the video, being in black and white, didn’t help Palette’s case.

“No, but I think I can edit the video so it’s in color.” The second officer got on the computer and pressed a few keys and the video changed to in-color. Goth looked closer at Palette in the video and saw the same clothes, but different colored eyes.

“That’s not Palette! My Palette has cyan yellow eyes! That one has red yellow eyes!” Goth pointed out. The policemen looked at the video then looked back at Palette.

“Hm, you’re right, but we’re still not sure if he really is innocent as you say. So for the time being, we’re going to hold him in this cell until he is proven innocent.” The second policeman informed him.

“Can I at least visit him?” Goth asked.

“Sure, but not too often. Right now you can.” The first dismissed him and Goth ran straight to Palette’s cell.

“Palette!” Goth stopped in front of the cell.

“Goth!” Palette stood up and ran towards him, gripping onto the bars.

“Goth help me I don’t know what I did I don’t know why I’m here a-and and-” Palette was speaking in one breath but Goth hushed him.

“Hey hey, it’s okay Palette. I’m gonna figure out a way to get you out, just calm down.” Goth cupped his cheek through the bars.

“Goth… I-I’m scared…” Palette held the hand that was on his cheek.

“I know, I am too. But don’t worry, I’ll get you out soon, I promise.” Goth grabbed Palette’s hand and kissed it. Goth’s phone suddenly began to ring and momentarily surprised him.

“Hello?” He answered.

“Goth?! Where are you?! It’s way past your curfew!!” Geno scolded from the other line. With what was going on Goth completely forgot about informing his parents.

“Oh, uh… we just got in a little trouble is all… with the police…” Goth said.

“WHAT?!?!” Geno yelled in the phone causing Goth to flinch.

“Let me explain, Palette got arrested for something he didn’t do and I need to figure out a way to help him get out.” Goth reassured Geno. Geno let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank goodness, I thought my son was a criminal, but is Palette ok?” Geno asked.

“He’s in a cell and terrified.” Goth responded.

“Can you tell him to call my parents and tell them what’s going on?” Palette said from the cell.

“Okay, hey mom can you inform Mr. Ink and Mr. Dream about this?” Goth asked.

“Of course. Do you want me to pick you up?” Geno offered him.

“Yes please.” Goth said then hung up.

“Goth, don’t leave me…” Palette was getting scared again.

“I can’t stay here forever, but I’ll try to visit you as often as I can. Just try to manage without me ok?” Goth reassured him, reaching through the bars to grab his hands and kiss them again.