Douma smiled, this little creature was offering him support in this strange place, what choice did he have? The only logical solution was to agree but he could mess with him a little bit.
"What exactly do you do?" Douma smirked, he bared his fangs. He fanned himself lightly despite the cold.
"Spread negativety" the figure didn't exactly seem impressed with him. He looked bored.
"Ohhh~ how fun~" He teased. Douma didn't think this guy was even civilian level, how would he even pain a human mentally?
This guy looked like if an octopus was thrown into an oven too long until it's skin was burnt and melting off and you could see it's bones and everything.
This guy looked like one of those perverts you would pluck off the street that would taste like alcohol.
No way was he going to join him.
This guy looked like an offbrand muzan, there was literally no appeal, this guy smelt like a rotten apple, it made his nose twinge in disgust, like seriously does bathing not exist in this skeletons mind?
He looked like he was a hobo but he talked like he was topshit.
This guy probably wouldn't even taste good.
Maybe he could humor this skeletons simple dumb mind by joining.
"Sure I'll join~" He cooed. Nightmare twitched in annoyance.
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nezuko's bidding. (Sans Aus x Kny)
FanfictionWhy? Why was she like this? Why did she crave blood? Why couldn't everyone move on from the fact she was a demon? She never hurt anyone ever. Her brother didn't wake up yet after the fight with the upper 6. What if he never? All of this was too much...
