D-don't Tell..!

First Mission

A few days after everyone was patched up from their wounds, especially Dust and Horror, the four Crew Mates made their way to Dreamtale, being Nightmare's home AU. As he stated, he's been wanting to conquer his own AU for the longest time, but the issue, of course, was the Star-Sans. They were always there to foil his plans, and anytime he would go back, they would be there as well. The last time he remembers going, he was so low on energy that his Oozy-like body had broke apart, showing the Passive version of him underneath. Once this happened, he receive a cut under his eye, which he was really wasn't happy with, but could visibly see that it shocked Dream, Blue, and Ink to their core. He had to retreat at that moment to rest, having to go/teleport a short distance to conserve as much energy as possible.

Now, Dust had lead his team through the forest of Dreamtale, his body and mind being in immense pain, but he didn't want to show it to look weak in front of everyone. Even this moment felt familiar to him, but he just couldn't put his tongue to it. 
He stopped just before the Tree of the AU, looking up and down it with a chuckle. "That right there is what the Boss wants?" "What? The Tree?" Horror asked, looking at Dust confusedly. "No, Horror. The Apples ON the tree. He says that he can only touch the dark ones, but the one's that are Golden, he can't touch for some reason-" "He doesn't want to give a concrete reason as to why he can't touch them. So, WE are going to get them instead of him" Killer jumped in, looking at Dust, Horror and Error. "Y-y--Yeah but-t..H-ho-ow do we d-do-O th-ha-At-t??" Error asked, pointing to Dream and Blue, that had walked up  the hill. 
The four of them watched as the two Star-Sans' laughed and joked around about something, as they were laughing so hard that they were crying, Blue even holding his stomach from laughing so hard. Killer and Error looked on in soft disgust, Dust looked on with an expression that was simply blank, wanting to get on with the mission. Horror on the other hand, looked at Dust while he wasn't looking at him, looking for a moment before looking away, a light blush dusting onto his cheeks.

In the mean time though, Dream and Blue were talking about something for a moment, before Dream suddenly got a chill up his spine. "..Come on out. I know you are here. You're very good at hiding your intent, you know?" Dream said, looking behind him. He saw Dust slowly make his way out of the bushes, Horror having to stop himself from reach out to it, knowing that he was going to get more injured. 
"Your sensory skills are quite nice, heh" Dust complimented, looking at the two with a smirk. "Yeah well, I am who I am. I am a the first Protector to the Creator of the AU's. I can't NOT train my other senses, hehe"  Dream said, looking Dust directly in his eyes. Dust didn't falter from this gaze, simply starting to walk a circle around Dream and Blue. The other two responded by doing the same, Blue summoning his staff.

"My assumption is that..my Brother sent you here to get the apples that he wants so badly? The same ones that he's been wanting for a good Decade now?" "He does. I was going to ask how you knew that but, you already told me your reason so, there's no point in asking now" "You say that but, I am sensing that you want to know more about my Brother's 'Plans' for things, right?" "Of course. He says that you, Blue, and this Ink character are a Nuisance to him, and that he needs to get the three of you out of his way. He doesn't need weaklings like you getting in the way of his plans" "Then again, you say that but, Nightmare has something that he hasn't told you yet" "Oh? And what's that-" "That he plans to get rid of you the moment he gets what he wants. Once his comrade is introduced and put in the forefront of everything- persuasion, false-truths and promises, he would tell him to..well, you know 'Get Rid of The Extras'-" "You're Lying!!" Dust yelled, stopping on a dime of where he was standing. "Oh? Am I? Well..ask him the next time you are in private. I am quite nosey when it comes down to protecting what I love" "You little-" "Uh-uh-uhhh~ Let's not get carried away just yet~" Dust was about to strike at Dream, but he instead responded with summoning his bow and arrow, and pointing it towards him. Blue also summoned a Gaster Blaster, having it pointed towards the bush off to his side. Dust stood there, growling deeply and lowly. 

"I know that you and your Teammates are very weak at the moment. Two of them can barely stand, and the other is going through something mentally. So..I would advise that the four of you leave now before  I have to wave my Protector Card" Dream threatened, pulling the arrow back to add more power to it. Dust growled more, looking towards the bush, to the Star Sans', then down to his hands. He had to think of something, but he didn't know what. He didn't want them to fail his first mission. 

It was then when he thought of something

Dust then summoned a Gaster Blaster, having a wide smirk on his face, as i was pointing towards the village. Dream's and Blue's eyes widened, looking towards the Town's Folk quickly. Dust threatened them back with a bigger threat, not even having to say a word. Blue dropped his guard ti immediately try and go for them, only to then be knocked out by Killer. Dream called out to Blue, letting his bow and arrow disappear to go and save Blue, but instead, he was stopped when his arms were bounded by strings, along with his legs. He trued to yell for Error to let go of him, but was shut up by the strings wrapping around his mouth, effectively making a blindfold.

"Nice Work, Partners, heh"
Dust complimented, letting his GB disappear. Horror slowly stood up, looking at Dust.

He couldn't help but admire him at the moment, a blush coming to his face again, being a soft one this time. Dust noticed this however, and gave another grimace, pulling out a big from his pocket, yelling at Horror to come and help them pick off the apples. He quickly did so too, Blue being bounded on the ground along with Dream, who was mufled-ly yelling at them to stop.

They DIdn't Through.