Dust gets sick and some of the demon's do not take it too well
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He feels like he is dying. He has no idea how that happened but he not only has a runny nose without actually having a nose but his body also feels really light when he gets up. Whatever that is that he caught he wants to get rid of it as quickly as possible.
And so far the only possible way of getting rid of that sickness that he knows of is just laying under a lot of blankets and trying to not shake like a leaf.
That's not really the most effective. He could probably get up and eat some meds and drink some hot tea but as he looks at the amount of tissues on the floor and thinks how he will be stepping on those if he leaves the bed then there is no way that he is getting out of the bed.
Dust wipes his nose hole and throws another tissue onto the ground. He should probably get a trash can for a situation like this.
Someone opens the door and walks next to the bed. "Wow. Horror was right, you really look like shit." Killer gives a look of disgust to the tissues on the floor before burning them with magic and crouches down next to the bed. "Is this another mortal thing?" The demon titles his head.
Cross walks in and stays a bit behind the bigger demon. Dust grumbles and covers himself with the blankets. Killer raises a brow. Cross straight up panics. "Are you feeling worse?? Should we get Night?" Before Dust uncovers himself to tell him no the demon is already gone, running out of the room.
The mortal sighs. This will be a long day. After not too long Nightmare walks inside the room with Cross close behind. "And? Why did you want me to go here?" Nightmare looks at Killer for an explanation before looking at Dust and getting an idea about the situation.
He sighs.
"Cross go to Horror and ask him to tell you about mortal sickness. You're overreacting. And if you want to help then make some green tea-" before Nightmare can finish the sentence Cross runs out of the room immediately. Killer shrugs as the demon lord looks at him. Nightmare facepalms before sitting down on a chair. "I'll stay here for a bit so he won't bother you."
Killer sits down at the edge of the bed. Dust shows them a thumbs up before turning to lay down on his other side and covers himself with the blanket.
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Heaven, Hell and in between
FanfictionA bunch of one shot drabbles about Dust living in a house full of demon's, some connected and some not. A few misunderstandings along with Killer being a dic* and making trouble for his favorite mortal Some of those are ships with Dust, well most of...
