For Sansia530

Geno was pretty.

Reaper was ugly.

They met and kissed and had a billion kids. The end.

Idk guys, I'm not sure I like this trope all that much :/ BUT WHOOPDY DOO, TIS A REQUEST SO???

Yeah, here you go.

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For all of Geno's life, he has been told that he was pretty. Well, he looked at himself in the mirror every morning and still has no idea what they are talking about.

Sure, he could be pretty if it weren't for the gigantic dripping side of his face and the several stab wounds in his body. Super attractive. Maybe he should use that in some sad pick up line or something... Hey, I look like I survived 9 knife fights and got my head smashed in, but you're hot so you want to go out sometime?

He shuddered to himself. Yeah, no.

But, according to all his family and friends, he was a beauty to behold. 

So, it literally shook him when he heard this guy's words. "Excuse me, what did you just say?"

The skeleton, a guy named Reaper which he met for a blind date, quickly shaking his head and apologizing. "I'm sorry dude but... you're kind of... ugly??"

Geno couldn't believe his non-existent ears. Did a guy he JUST met... call him... "Well, why don't you go look in the mirror at yourself, you beast!" 

"I do everyday and I personally think I'm hotter than you, thanks." He leaned on the table casually, smirking. This bastard-

"Okay, that's it. This was a mistake." Geno got up from his chair to leave. 

Reaper stood from his own, giving Geno a strange look. "Didn't you just say yourself that you thought you were ugly??"

"I do, but that was completely rude coming out of your snarky mouth!" 

Reaper sighed, letting Geno go. This wasn't the first time his date walked out on him anyways. However, when Geno tried to open the door, it didn't budge. Reaper noticed this and sighed. "It's a pull door."

"Uh, I'm pulling."

The other cocked a non-existent eyebrow. "Try pushing then?"

Geno did. It didn't budge. "Nope, doesn't work." 

Reaper strolled over to the door. "Here, let me try..." He tried opening the door and found that he couldn't either. They stood there for a few minutes before finally realizing their situation.

They were trapped.

In this room together. 

They both tried using their magic but found that their magic fizzled and stopped before it could turn into anything useful. They also discovered that their communicative devices were down as well.

So their only help was to sit and wait. That's great.

"THIS IS JUST GREAT. WE'RE STUCK IN HERE." Geno groaned to himself and sat back down in his chair, taking a large swig of his wine. 

"Appears so." Reaper muttered, joining Geno. 

"And of all people I could be stuck with." Geno scoffed, giving Reaper a glare.

"Mm." Reaper took a sip of his drink too. 

~

Two hours passed.

The two had avoided each other the whole time but Reaper began to crack. "Hey, Geno, right? Tell me a little about yourself."

Geno looked over at Reaper with a 'wtf, why? You insulted me and I don't want to talk to you' face before keeping his silence. He was definitely stubborn.

A few minutes passed and Reaper sighed. "Look, I'm sorry for calling you ugly. You're probably really offended and upset."

Geno looked back at Reaper once again, listening this time. "I am very offended, yes."

"And I apologize for making you so."

The scarfed skeleton thought for a moment before sighing and shrugging. "It's fine. I probably overreacted too."

Reaper sat down against the farthest wall, Geno residing on the other side of the room. The shorter curled up into a small ball, bringing his knees up to his chest quietly. "It's just... well, all my life, everyone has told me I was beautiful despite... you know." Geno gestured all over himself. Reaper frowned quietly, but continued to listen as Geno went on. "But I have a feeling that they were just saying that to make me feel better about myself. I'm not some Beauty, I'm just... well, me. And you?" Geno looked at Reaper for a moment as Reaper stared at him. "Well, you act beastly... but, well, at least you look hot."

Reaper blinked before smiling. "You think I look hot?"

"Well, I don't know, somewhat?? You're a somewhat hot guy."

"Aw, I'm flattered. You're somewhat hot yourself."

"But earlier you said-"

Reaper put up his hand. "Look, I know what I said. To be honest, it was completely rude but I can't take back what I said. What I mean is, Geno, you're beautiful." Reaper pointed to where his heart would be. "You're beautiful on the inside. I think that's all that counts, really."

Geno quietly stared at Reaper a little wide-eyed because he never thought about it that way. It always mattered what was on the outside for him. Heck, for everyone else he knew, it always mattered about what was on the outside. This... this was new. 

And it made him happy. Genuinely happy.

Geno managed a smile, a real one. "Oh... wow."

Reaper matched his smile. "I bet you never thought of that, have you?"

He shook his head. "Never."

Reaper winked at him. "Well, I think it's about time you do."

(Okay, I know the request was for Reaper to be the beast and for Geno to be the beauty and there was supposed to be this ginormous castle with talking furniture, BUT THIS ISN'T IT.

To be honest, I could just copy and paste the script and rewrite the names and that would be the same thing. I know that other stories do the whole movie idea, but here is my take on the concept:

You have a generally unsightly person and this generally nice-to-look-at person. 

The nice-looking person wants to be more than a nice looking person.

The ugly person wants to look prettier.

The meet and soon discover that it really doesn't matter what you look like, it matters on what is on the inside.

So yeah.)