Sapphire Judge (Undertale x BNHA Crossover)

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Floral Flow

// Authors Note: Ah yes, nothing like sitting here wondering when something else is going to go wrong, am I right? Anyways, here is another chapter for this book, seeing as I don't really have anything better to do that I WANT to do at the moment. Enjoy your read.//

Dust still lay silent on Classic's back, fast asleep where she had curtly passed out after starting to be carried. The general weight of the other girl was fairly light. Classic wasn't too distracted by the other. After the other girls were given time to process what they were seeing, Classic gestured her head toward the area, letting them know to start exploring ahead while she tailed in the back.

Horror and Killer were among the first to start looking around, and as usual, Nightmare had ended up staying in the back with Classic, in case he original version of them would have decided she wanted a break from having the other on her back. Everything remained silent for a little bit, all of them were enjoying the tranquility.

Classic waits for a short 15 minutes, before taking in a deep breath. "This place always makes me tired.... I have fallen asleep here a couple times..." she chuckled.

"To be fair, Classic, you can fall asleep nearly anywhere..." Nightmare chuckled at the thought, thinking about the time that she and the others had found her sleeping on the sidewalk bench. Of all places, really.

"True enough. I am still lazy, and I can indeed do that." she shook her head, before laughing at the thought. "I just don't try that anymore... especially in obscure places... such as this. You never know who is around." the tired teen mumbled. "Somehow... this world is even more dangerous than the one we lived in, sometimes..."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah..."

More light chatter helps the time to pass, everyone had regrouped under a tree, talking to each other as the night creeps by slowly. The cool eye wafts over the flowers in the field, and the grass, as it tickles their legs. The branches on the tree sway under the moderate pressure, making some blossoms fall from the leafed limbs.

"If I ever manage to make it to some kind of paradise, or afterlife.... I hope it looks like this." Sandra muttered, before gently setting Dust down on the ground near Nightmare, who instinctively used tentacle on her back to pull the other closer, as a means to make sure she avoided being stepped on. "Every other time I have fallen in battle... it's... just a void."

Killer looks to the side, before sighing to herself, knowing the feeling all too well. Out of everyone, Dust was the other who knew the feeling best. Nightmare's universe only crumpled once. Error had been part of a timeline where she died several times, but at the same time as dying, she had progressed in a physical phase. Much like Geno.

Killer, and Dust were versions of Classic that are stuck in a loop, but they don't progress further than they have. They snapped, and everything in their universe remained mostly the same. Save for the violence. That was the main different trait.

Epic didn't seem to have too bad of a universe, but nobody was sure if her universe was actually a good one. Cross's universe was always walking on thin ice, taking into consideration every incident that has happened there. Usually tied to Ink.... Horror's world went hungry, and violent, but other than that, resets were not a terrible problem for them.

"Being able to find rest in a place like this would be nice..." Dust mumbled from behind Nightmare. She sat up, rubbing at her eyes. "It would be so much more... welcoming." The genocidal Sans admitted before bringing her knees to her chest. "There is always a lot of disarray in that void that we fall into, before the game resets. I can't get used to it. No matter how hard I try to."

Killer brought her sleeve up to her eyes before wiping at them. She seemed to be getting tired. "Yeah. I agree. This place is calm. I would be able to hear my thoughts for once... I hate listening to the sound of everything else... hell... even my thoughts are terrible a lot of the time. I would rather listen to my thoughts than the screams of everyone I have trampled over to get to where I am now." Killer stopped in her train of thought, before shaking her head. "Possibly. I am afraid both of them would be as bad as each other.."

Sandra chuckled at the others. "Guy's ... I've been thinking... we should come up with names for all of you..." bringing a piece of paper out from the back of her uniform, she unfolded it, before looking it over. "Some of the other classmates seemed confused when I started calling you by your names... mainly because they are not used to stuff like that... and calling it a nickname will only go so far on our identifications that Mister Nezu said he was going to have ready for us after pending went through."

Epic pulls out her card, before looking at it. "So were these supposed to be temporary while we were training then?" She hands it over to Sandra, before bringing her hands back to her pockets.

"Yeah, I am afraid so." Sandra nodded, before sighing. "I am sure that if we get some names found out for you, we will be able to get the necessary papers for 'identification' without looking too suspicious. If you don't have birth identification, there will be even more questions than there were before." the classic version of them noted. "Once figured out my name, my 'file' showed up in the system. Somehow."

"The force that was keeping you here still confuses me..." Nightmare admits out loud, before looking over to Classic. "Why and who would do this? Your entire world is gone. Yet... they drop you here... try to make you blend into this society of humans..." The darker female leans her head down, before playing with some of her own hair. "I don't understand what they are trying to gain."

"Neither do I..." Classic admits as she let out another sigh. "Hey, let's get off that for now... wanna look at the names I tried to put together for you guys? Tell me what you think?"

"Yeah."

((To Be Continued))