Holy Sh!t

Never Alone

It was another meet up between the four and a special one at that. It was the official one year mark of finding each other and they were pretty damn excited. Or Classic wanted to be, but the genocide his world had went through was still weighing heavily on his mind. He always felt so useless. So alone. No matter what he did, it was all in vain and he was the only 'good guy' that remembered it all. But he knew that his mates were still so excited. So he plastered on his best smile and went through with it. For them.

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"oh classy~" Killer purred in his 'ear' as he hugged him from behind. "happy one year, baby." Dust peppered Classic with sweet kisses, making Classic's fake grin just a tad more genuine. What could he say, his mates just had that affect on him. "happy one year to you three t-" Horror barreled all three of them over as he all but dogpiled them, licking Classic's cheek. Classic laughed a bit, not bothering to push Horror off. He really, really needed the comfort and the boys were always happy to provide.

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Horror eventually picked himself up so everyone else could get up. "so what's first, boys? dinner? movie?" Classic asked as the hopeless and disappointment burrowed into him once again. He hated this. He just wanted to be happy for his mates, it was supposed to be their day. Dust frowned a little and picked up Classic's chin. "first and foremost is you telling us what's wrong so we can make it better." They weren't oblivious. They noticed immediately that something was wrong, and if a crap ton of snuggles couldn't help, they would have to confront it.

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"heh... shoulda figured you'd pick up on my mood.." Dust carried Classic to the couch where Killer and Horror were already waiting with gentle concern etched on their features. Dust sat down with Classic in his lap while the other two took a hand. "when you're ready, hun." Killer kissed Classic's palm, making him shiver. "i had a genocide route is all.." He grumbled. Dust held him all the closer while Killer clutched his hand. Horror didn't really understand since murder was a constant and peace was nonexistent in his AU. He couldn't remember the 'before' days.

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"no matter what i do or say, it does nothing. every time i do act out, it becomes an au, like it never happened in undertale. all the good, all the bad... it never happened. i'm stuck in this neutral state, and it never means anything... i'm just... so useless... and alone..." Horror growled, LOUD. It mage Classic jump as he met the VERY disapproving stares of his mates. "classic. you are never alone, so don't say bullshit like that."
"and we can certainly prove how 'not alone' you are." Dust murmured, propping his chin on Classic's shoulder.

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After the peptalk, they decided EXTRA cuddles and a movie were in order. So they put on Scary Movie and squish cuddled Classic, giving occasional hugs and kisses, trying to show him how important he was. Sometimes Classic did forget. He was lucky to have the boys in his life and he was happy to have them. He didn't want to screw up. He needed to be there for them, as they were here for him. "horror, killer, dust." Their attentions went to him. "thanks for everything today, that was exactly what i needed. i love you." The three beamed. "we love you too."