Blue and red. // sootcest // oneshot

A train...?

A/N:
huiii!! It's me Aluminaan! I'm back with another fic, my second fic! And this is something to hold off the quackbur fic. Cause I'm to tired to think of a long ass chapter. Anyway let's start this!

A bit of warnings:
Smut
Kinks
Blood
Same person sex

That's it I think. Lets begin.
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Ghostbur 3rd person:

Ghostbur was sat in the limbo, he hadn't seen the light of the sun in years. At this point he was sure that he was allergic to the sun. "Why's this limbo so cold...?" Ghostbur shivered as the comment echoed along all the wall's.

Ghostbur hated the limbo, Ghostbur had never hated anything or anybody more than he hated this limbo. He felt jealousy. Because of Revivedbur, he thought that Revivedbur was having the time of his life. Which he wasn't but he was surely 'living' but Ghostbur still thought he was having fun with Tommy, Phil, Techno, Tubbo, Niki.. and Fundy.

Ghostbur was lost in his thought's. He was going insane! "What day is it?" Ghostbur thought. He didn't like the time in the limbo. It had already been 13-15 years for him. He hated it. If his calculations were correct it had been 1 and a half year, since he had entered this living hell.

He looked at the clock that was hanged in the wall. '6:07 p.m' "mmm not that late. I could just go and explore more of this limbo since it seems infinite." Ghostbur talked to himself. The ghost had caught that habit after 7 months of nonstop sobbing, break downs and loneliness.

He finally started talking to himself. At a time he saw figures in the distance, he always thought it was imagined tho. Each time he would see it, he would think to himself 'oh Ghostbur, your just imaginating this! Stop it now.'

Ghostbur really craved human interaction. He didn't care what it was, he just cared that he got interaction.

Eventually Ghostbur got tired of walking and talking to himself.

As he went back, he started to doze off. He was so fckin' sleepy. When he finally made it back, he dropped to the ground and started to fall asleep.

The next day.

Ghostbur woke up, he looked at the clock.
'7:09 a.m' "it's kinda early." Ghostbur said yawning. The limbo cold but no so cold in the morning's. It's was more of a comforting cold compared to the night one that one was fckin' Antarctic cold.

He had always preferred the cold so it was fine but once it hit the night the limbo would freeze up. That's how he knew it was late when he was traveling.

Eventually he got up, he went to mark another day in the wall. When he heard a sound, as he went to look he saw two giant raven black wings. "Phil..?" Ghostbur said softly. As he started to walk towards it,he realized that isn't Philza 'it' was a woman.

She had black raveny hair, she was wearing a dark purple dress with touches of silver. "Hello?" Ghostbur whispered as he made eye contact with the woman. "Hello darling, are you enjoying the limbo?" The woman asked as she continued eye contact.

"No. I am not enjoying it." Ghostbur answered softly. "Oh why not my child?" The woman asked. "My child..?" Ghostbur asked. "Oh you don't remember me? Its me Kristen, your mother." Kristen answered.

"Mumza..?" Ghostbur whispered. "Yes my life?" Mumza replied. "I missed you." Ghostbur replied. "I missed you too." Mumza replied.

"I have to go. Please stay safe." Mumza said softly as she pushed Ghostbur away. "Oh.. ok. Bye Mumza." Ghostbur replied.

Mumza gave Ghostbur a soft kiss in the forehead. "Goodbye my life." Mumza whispered. (Kinda ironic minding the fact she's the goddess of Death.)

Sooner or later Ghostbur sat watching the clock move. He saw his mother today. Was it real? He didn't know. He just laid there confused, until he slipped onto a light sleep.