Misery Loves Company

Dream's Check Up

You turn around, facing the cells that lay deeper in the halls. Usually the deeper cells were reserved for the more powerful prisoners, but the luxury cells that were made for bargain prisoners were down there as well in order to make escaping difficult.

You walk down the hall, your heeled boots clicking against the cement floor, and you come to a stop outside of a cell that held a skeleton. He donned a white lab coat and you felt like your day was going to get much, much better. Why? Because that skeleton just so happened to be Science Sans, you did want either Science or Medic Sans but were secretly hoping for Science Sans since he knows more about magic and monster souls.

You and Dream don't have monster souls, but they're close enough.

When he spots you, his sockets grow wide in fear. You see that his glasses are cracked and realize how much of a pain that single detail would be for him, you almost find it laughable. "get up, now" you demand, your face is neutral but your group has told you that you have a 'RBF', and looked to be glaring all the time if you weren't smiling.

He scrambles from his sitting position and stands. You grab a pair of handcuffs that hang outside of every cell before opening the door. You approach him quickly and place the handcuffs on him, adjusting them so they weren't painful. "these cuffs will only allow you to use your passive abilities, not including teleportation and full checking" you inform, he shakes and you feed off of the fear he radiates.

"try anything funny and-, well, you'll hopefully not have to find out" you say with a malicious smirk, his fear grows stronger. "relaaaxx", you draw out the word, "i just need you to do me a favor, then i'll let you leave, safe and sound, provided you don't tell anyone about the things you see or hear here" you say, letting a underlining threat slip in with your words.

He nods and you give a fake smile, "good, then we should have no problems", you clap your hands together. "follow me" you order, leaving the cell and grabbing hold of him before teleporting to the medical room, the less he knows about your castle, the better.

You turn to one of the guards, "find killer and dream, bring them here" you order, he nods and runs off. You turn to your boys, Dust and Cross laying in a bed with Horror sitting by Dust. "horror, where and how severe?" you ask, Horror turning to face you. You wait for him to piece together what he wants to say, "cross...fine for now, only...crack" he says, nodding to Cross' soul monitor.

"dust...need magic....healing, ribs.....and a femur....cracked and broken" he manages and you nod, "good job, you're getting better", Horror blushes lightly at the praise and tries to sink into the fluff attached to his hood, "mind watching him for me?" you ask, pointing a thumb back to Science Sans as he shuffles and plays with his coat.

Horror hums lowly, walking over to him and pointing at a seat, "sit" he says, making you scoff in an attempt to avoid snickering. Science does as told though and sits, Horror sitting beside him and staring at him. "must....important...brought you..." he says and you hear rattling as you turn away.

"try not to scare the wits out of him, we need his knowledge" you hum, you get a chuckle in return but know he's stopped. You lift Dust's shirt, grimacing when you see his bloodied rib cage. You grab a wet rag and begin to gently wipe it over the ribs, pausing every time Dust whimpers or winces, but you manage to eventually get it cleaned to a point where the cracks and breaks are visible.

You wipe your hands before tracing each crack and focusing your magic to heal them. You, after a while, manage to heal most of them to a point that they're in no danger of falling off or being too much of a hindrance for Dust, you wrap the remaining cracks,then move on to his femur.

You simply wrap it in bandages, since it wasn't too bad, nothing some rest and HP filling food wouldn't fix.

You decide to sit down for a minute, the magic drain being a bit much since it was so concentrated. One of the guards brings you some food and you eat it, feeling a bit put off from the stare you were receiving from Science.

"you called for us, boss?" Killer inquires as he and Dream enter the room. "that i did, tell me, what took so much time?" you ask, raising a brow.

Dream answers enthusiastically, "killer was giving me a tour after i trained!!" he exclaims and you smile softly at him. "that's good" you say before dropping your smile. "science-" you call him to attention, "you will be checking dream's magic, hp, attk, and def, as well as performing a check up on his soul" you say, and feel curiosity come from him.

Dream looks uncomfortable, "i must ask that you do not touch his soul at all, not even a brief brush of the hand" you say, and that request gains everyone's attention, "if you do, i will kill you" you promise. "brother!!!", Dream glares, "you shall be killing no one in my presence" he states, and you nod, confusing everyone. "it will not be in your presence but it is necessary" you say, ignoring Dream's huff of frustration.

You make Dream sit on a bed, pulling the curtains closed and stepping inside them with Sci. You pull out Dream's soul using magic but refrain from touching it yourself, and Sci steps forward, inspecting the soul before Dream's check box is pulled up.

You frown as you read his stats, his magic was a bit lower than normal and his HP was less than half. "w-why is it a golden a-apple?" Sci asks, his hand trailing closer to Dream's soul.

You grab his wrist, "don't touch!" you shout, angered. He flinches and backs up as far as he can from you, though you still hold his wrist. He nods, "apologies" he whispers, shaking, and you release his hand. He goes back to his touchless inspection.

"he's going to be fine, he just needs rest and a lot of magic" Sci says, backing up again. You hum, flicking open a portal to his lab, "remember our deal. don't tell anyone or i'll hunt down everyone you care for and kill them before killing you slowly" you threaten, glowering. He nods, rushing through the portal after you take the magic cuffs from his hands.

Dream's soul goes back to where it belongs and you sigh, "dream, me and you need to have a long talk about our souls and such", Dream tilts his skull and you die a little inside, knowing you'll have to ruin his mental innocence in order to preserve his physical innocence.

Where did your life go wrong?