If I got transported into nightmare sans's body!? Featuring Me IRL

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Warning!!! Attempts of self harm!! If you can't handle it and skip this chapter, I'll try to put a summary in the next chapter for what the main idea of this chapter was about!

No POV

At about 5:10, Terror had woken up and gotten ready for the day. Even though they despise waking up early, she had stuff to do today. 'A shower might help wake me up,' they thought, 'it helped sometimes back in my old world.'

Terror missed her old world, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it. She has to try and focus on what she was going to do today and now. Today, they were going to try and go to different Aus to see who they can meet.

As they got up, they did their best to be quiet, not wanting to wake up Killer. But now matter how hard they tried, they weren't as quiet as they wished. Terror had grabbed her outfit for the day and walked into the bathroom.

As they were grabbing out of their closet, the other skeleton had woken up.

'What the- oh yea. I'm here.' Killer had thought, starting to get up as the goopy skele-kid had closed the bathroom door. 'I can't believe I thought that was some sort of dream..' Killer too had decided to get up to get ready for the day. Not knowing what was to come.

~later~

Terror POV

After I had gotten out of the shower and changed, I had walked out of the bathroom to see Killer already ready for the day. He was wearing his classic hoodie, with a dark gray turtleneck tank top under it, and black jeans. "G'morning Killer." I greeted.

"Oh! Mornin' Sir-Ma'am? Boss..?" he questioned, making me slightly laugh.

"You can call me any of those if you want. Or you can just call me by my name if you'd like." Killer nodded. "Got it boss."

I quietly sighed. He doesn't have to call me boss like this is some sort of institution or business.

"So, what are we doing today?" he asked. "Well, today I'm going to an Au called DustTale to try to help someone who's in a similar situation to yours. The only difference is that, instead of making a deal with his choco addict," As I stated that, I heard both Killer and Night snicker a bit at my nickname for Killer's Chara. "He was haunted by the ghosts of the dead monsters," I finished. Killer showed a look of shock and sympathy. His emotions also showed those two feelings. "You can come along with me if you want. Or you can explore the castle if you want. I've got no reason to hide anything." I confessed. Because, in all honesty, I don't care if he finds anything out. It's better to tell people stuff then to keep it to yourself, especially when they're bound to find out either way.

"Mind if I come with you?" He requested

"Sure! I'm going to make us some food and then we can leave!" Once I mentioned food, Killer gains quite a bit of positivity. I wonder if Dream can sense the positivity?? Eh, knowing me I'll probably run into Dream at some point and find out.

In the fridge I found the pancake mix I made a few days before I met Killer.

Once we ate the pancakes, we had grabbed everything we needed, which mostly consisted of food/snacks and weapons, and we managed to get to DustTale in one piece. I was pretty worried that I was going to mess up the portal, but everything worked out perfectly fine, surprisingly.

(A/N:this part of the chapter is highly inspired by the story 'Reborn as Error' by Kiwi_Seal. I suggest you go check it out!)

It was pretty hard to find Dust once we got there though.. he wasn't in the ruins, Snowden, waterfall, Hotland, New Home, judgment hall, the garbage area or the castle, only leaving one place.