A Generic Sanscest one shots!

"this wasn't real..please don't say it was..please..!"

Hehe welcome back to the trainwreck of angst, disturbing things, and literal hell for all characters involved, it's apple scourge dreamy Bois turn, but route two since in route one nightmare eats him-  things get disgusting really fast- but atleast there's a good ending?

Contains: my own ship kid(plot relevant), toxic horrordream(not for long), forced cannibalism, a forced kiss, infanticide (baby killing), dream dealing with child loss (the end has spoilers for route two)

Dream huddled closer to the light source, his child being much closer to it. He couldn't see very well, if at all. Seeing the light source made him believe that he had made it out. He did not, neither did his child. A familiar scent drew closer, dream dreading it. The smell of blood and some sort of rancid rotting smell drew closer until it had brushed up against him, making him flinch. He felt tears prick his eye sockets, immediately grabbing the little ball of light that was his child and attempting to shield them from what was going to inevitably happen.
      He could feel breathing on his neck, he knew that if he just kept quiet and didn't move around too much his child would be spared from the torture but it didn't help with the currently overflowing tears. Bright would babble, looking up at the figure above it and it's father, it was much too young to understand what was happening. Dream could feel blood soaked fingers pry at his jaw, urging him to open his mouth. He didn't want to, but he knew that if he disobeyed bright would be eaten or killed and fed to him. So he opened his mouth, hearing a content noise from the figure before something cold and rotten was put in his mouth.
    He could feel something squirming over what was put in his mouth, he forced himself not to gag, not to scream, not to sob louder. Maggots. "You haven't eaten in a bit, harder to find ye food. Appreciate it." The figure now spoke, a sort of mocking tone to their voice. He felt their fingers back on his jaw, forcing it closed so that he had no choice but to chew and swallow, he couldn't spit it out but he desperately wanted to. Then, he began to chew, feeling the maggots, the raw, rotten and cold meat, everything. He knew that it was not any animal, there was no way in hell's ass that this was an animal.
   He missed the sweet embraces, the warmth, he missed being able to see properly, to not have to to worry about putting his child's life over the line, he missed them. He missed them and it made him feel sick all over, he didn't miss them, he just missed the sweet, quiet, puppy like persona they had put on. He missed when they'd wrap their arms around him and pull him into a loving embrace, stealing kisses from him and giggling quietly about it. He had finished chewing, now swallowing and immediately gagging and throwing it up onto the floor.
  Dream gasped for breath, shaking heavily as he could feel the maggots squirming on him. The tears came harder, his throat aching and bleeding. It felt as if several razors were dragged slowly along the inside of his throat. "You wasted the food Dream. I am upset dream, you'll have to have a punishment." Dream nodded, gripping onto bright tightly. Dream shuddered, he knew what it was that horror had wanted. Even kisses felt unbearable, a teasing mockery of the honey trap that Horror had first laid out for Dream when they first got together.
   Horror got closer to Dream's face, Dream being able to feel his breathe on his face. He refused to open his mouth, though it doesn't take much to snap and fully break a few bones. He felt his arm bend and then there was a crack, it was a clean break though. Dream opened his mouth to scream, being cut off. The kiss lasted for a few moments, Horror pulling away after and getting up. He pulled dream up with him as well, carrying him to another room.  He made Dream sit down on a bed, covering him with blankets. Horror had pried Bright from Bream's arms, Bright babbling and nuzzling their father's hands, unaware of their intentions. Dream had tried to grab them back from horror, only for horror to squeeze his broken arm until he felt cracks spread through the already broken arm. He didn't try afterwards, hearing Bright continue to babble and even worse, say his name or a deviation of it. "Eam! Eam!"
    Dream couldn't do anything about this, only just sob with a hand over his mouth as his child's voice faded away into the distance. Horror had made his way to the kitchen with Bright, setting them down on the counter. Bright smiled, looking up at horror with such trusting eyes. Horror had taken a knife from the knife rack, he couldn't help but hesitate just a little bit at the little one who had been looking at their father with the most trust. They didn't know what was going on exactly, they were much too young to even know what death was or what it's like to experience it. He took a breath, plunging the knife into their tiny body, continuing to stab and stab and stab. Horror had looked at Bright's lifeless body, he began to chop it up into little pieces and once that was over he brought the pieces over to dream.
   The last thing that dream remembered was chewing, chewing something soft..before horror had told him what it was. Then, then there was a loud crashing noise as the door to the house had been broke down. The next thing dream knew was that he woke up in a hospital, a cast on his broken arm and a doctor, a few police officers and his friend blue near the hospital bed. He had begun to frantically look around for bright, on the verge of tears already. "Blue.. it's a dream right..? Just a nightmare, right..? This wasn't real..please don't say it was..please..!" Blue shook his head, pulling dream into a tight hug. He couldn't hold in the tears any longer, sobbing into blue's chest. He just stayed attached to blue for an hour or so, too afraid. He was afraid that the moment blue or anyone left that he'd wake up again in that dark room, with horror's arms around him, feeding him some sort of mystery meat. Blue had luckily understood that and hadn't left dream's side, holding his hand.
   It's been several months since then, dream having moved in with blue and throughout all this blue had been so supportive. Although, dream never did get used to not having bright around. He had woke up one day to blue calling him into the living room which he was curious about, he had slipped on some clothes and had went to the living room. Blue had urged him to sit down on the couch, which dream did. Blue's papyrus had made his way out of a room with a box, he had set the box down on dream's lap. He had tilted his head slightly in confusion, looking up at blue. "Go on, open it, it's for you!" Dream had never been one to really accept gifts as it had made them feel bad because the person wasted money and time on him, although blue seemed very insistent, especially with those sweet, pleading blue eyes.
  Dream had nodded, carefully removing the tape off the box so that the box could be reused for future events. Inside the box was some sort of yellow paper that people often use to hide things in bags or boxes, he had taken the paper out, setting it aside. Inside the box was two things, a card and a fireball shaped plushie. He took out the card first, reading through it. To dream, my bestest friend. Although you are going through rough times right now, I want you to know that I care about you and that I'll always be here for you now and forever. Dream couldn't help but smile once reading the writing on the card, he was grateful to have such a caring friend as blue.
  Dream had now picked up the plushie examining it for a good moment or two before he had noticed the tears cascading down his face. He wasn't upset, he really didn't know what he felt right now. It was happiness, grief, all sorts of things tucked into several tears. "D-Dream-!" Blue had came closer, wanting to make sure if he was okay. "I'm sorry-! if- if you didn't like it I can just throw it away if it upsets you-!" He reached his hand towards the plushie, dream pulling it closer to his chest and shaking his head. When he spoke his voice came out all wobbly. "I'm okay..I like it, really..!" Blue just gave him a look of concern. "Are you sure you're okay..?" Dream wiped the tears on his sleeve, a soft smile forming on his face. "Yeah.. I think I'm going to be just fine, it's.. definitely going to take some time but I'm glad you're here with me!"

The end-

also if you're curious about what happens to nightmare in route two- thennnn basically when he goes to practically maul dream, dream ends up reacting in perfect timing, an arrow piercing nightmare's soul and killing him. Dream fled his world afterwards after that happened and ended up finding Underswap, blue tells him about various friends and introduces him to ink which ink ends up accidentally leaving dream in horrortale this one time and things happen-(he meets horror, they start chatting and then boom boyfriends until it turns bad, the blue scene is only somewhat canon since dream does get rescued) this chapter was simply just for fun and like the other one is not canon to actual storyline only partly just ask me about it