#master gold

 Today was....a curious day.

Miss Klyde requested for a day-off. I asked her for her reasoning, and she simply said there was a ‘personal errand’ she had to run. Curiosity got the better of me and what this personal errand was, so I allowed her to take this time-off. Something in how she bowed and left immediately was the first clue of this errand. It must have been urgent...

How Curious...

The time is already 6 pm. She left 11 am. What is this personal error? What could have been so important that she had to shirk off her duties as a pet maid? Whatever it was, I was impatient of her absence. My twit of a brother has already eaten several pieces of silverware, which I must extract later. At the moment, I had to investigate on this errand. Fortunately, I know where she is, thanks to the implant I placed in her right eye. The red eye of hers is the reason she is ours in the first place. If she ever thought of leaving, I can always schedule her death if I pleased, by first detonating the eye.

Hm...Apparently, she was in another’s mansion. Another universe’s mansion specifically. Silver was getting anxious. He kept on asking me questions, and it got annoying, so shut him up by threatening to pull that third eye of his out. It’s amazing how fast he shuts up after that.

When we got to this said mansion, the sight before it was...interesting. Miss Klyde was displaying her use in combat against two skeletons....Another Sans and Papyrus I assume. They were dressed strangely, but then again, so is every other alternate self of myself and my brother. No surprise, Miss Klyde was winning. She actually managed incapacitate the Papyrus, but not as much as to the Sans. He looked....disheveled, in safe terms. In honest terms, one more hit could kill him.

Miss Klyde herself looked as if she wanted to murder this Sans. As much as I encourage such an act I will not tolerate such without reason, so I placed a stop to it by using black magic and bringing her back here.

(*NOTE: BLACK MAGIC IS PAINFUL FOR HUMAN AND MONSTER. USE TO MAKE OTHERS OBEY.)

I have taped our conversation of the intervention. Plays it if you must.

“Miss Klyde, what is the meaning of this?”

“Master Gold let me go. I have to finish this.”

“And by finish, you meant kill someone.”

“You’re no better! I was trying to help Miss Bland, my friend-”

“Watch your tongue, or I cut it off.”

“.....Yes, sir.”

“I apologize for her behavior. I hope she was not too much trouble. Was there a reason for this meeting?”

“By meeting, you mean her breaking my nose. She just showed up and pulled me off our maid. I don’t even know where she came from.”

“.....Hm. Is that so...? We will take our leave then. I will make sure she is set straight and this does not happen again.”

“You are serious trouble, young lady.”

When we got back to the manor, my equipment was already set. I removed another one of her ribs and fractured her nose, no anesthetic needed. They’ll repair anyways. This is what happens when you modify a human after all.

Honestly, what is it with that girl? She left her duties to save a human; an insignificant pest; a little rodent that is not our business. It is appalling.

Although....It was a little satisfying to see the Sans and Papyrus’ expressions, Especially when I dragged Miss Klyde with the black magic. Her little screams and growls annoyed me on the trip back to the manor, however.

It was not as satisfying as seeing the little human’s expression. The human she was trying to ‘help save’. I caught sight of that expression from their window.

Fear. For Miss Klyde.

What a joke.