Gosh This is HORROR-ble (Reincarnated as Horrortale Sans)

37: ...To Lab Rat Girls...

(cw: talk of betrayal, parasites in the body, worms, itching, general icky stuff, voices, feeling like your body isnt yours)

you are sat on the couch, listening into the discussion going on at the large table you eat dinner at. it turns out the machine brought Cross and Error over to this universe, thats what Classic meant when he said you brought more of your friends over.

the more "good" ugh good is such a vague word. these skeletons are far from good, they are kicking you out.... if only you took that worm guy's deal... then you wouldnt have ruined things for your friends.

you shake out the negative thoughts, the more "good" skeletons are discussing what to do with you. classic already told you that you are getting kicked out into the other house but they were talking about how they didnt want to leave you unsupervised.

Dream, Ink, and Blue are talking about one of them moving in with the "bad guys" but they "dont want to leave this main house unprotected" whatever that means. a scowl is fixed onto your face, making you look like Edge with your face.

you cough slightly into your hand, clutching your thick sweatshirt, its small around your swollen joints and a bit stained but you'll be fine, anything to push back this cold.

you didnt even realize you zoned out untill Dust throws a remote at you, making you realize the good guys must have come to a conclusion,

Classic speaks up, staring at all of you who have gathered in the living room, Red, Edge, you, Dust, Killer, Cross, Error, Nightmare, Mars, and Jupiter.

"the bad sans, plus the horrortale bros will now be living in the cabin by the forest, accompanied by one of the Star Sans at all times."

oh great, this fucking loser is making you live with the star sans, they can go fucking die for what they did to you i swear to stars.

you blink at the burning hatred you feel for the Star Sans.... you shouldve been able to forgive them... you usually can...

Nightmare blinks at you, raises his eyebrows and turns away, conveying that you will talk to each other later about this.

you stare apologetically at Mars and Jupiter, Jupiter just gives a warm, gentle smile before turning to Mars, explaining that they need to pack their stuff.

you scratch at your itchy joints through the sweatshirt, its like you have a rash all over you, even more so where you know the worm's eggs to be.

Classic has been alot less pushy with his questioning after you keep zoning out, he realized he wasn't getting anywhere, despite all the yelling he does, instead going to Nightmare for answers instead. if that guy rats us out he'll have another thing coming

you, sitting against Killer, realize that Ink is walking over to you ugh, this fucking guy. worms would be a good fate for this annoyance.

you sigh, scratching your eye sockets roughly as Ink plops himself next to you. causing you to scooch further into Killer, which in turn, gets a harsh glare thrown at Ink from Killer, Dust, and Cross, who have tuned into your conversation

"So.... Dream said i needed to apologize for cornering you.. so uh. sorry. anyways!" Ink scooches even further towards you, invading your personal space.

oh come on, this bitch doesnt know personal space, it would be so easy to eat his dust, or even better, feed him to the worms. his paintbrush will be hard to use at such close quarters.

" Whats up with you and people touching you? is it like whats up with Error? but youre touching Killer now?"

"you need to learn to keep that stupid mouth of yours shut." you hear yourself speak. suprised at the harsh tone you have, but you feel much less angry afterwards, you just silently apologize and look away, feeling far away at the moment.

"oh! its ok! so whats up with you and touch?" Ink repeats himself

"i dont like bein...g touched, simple as th...at."

youre starting to get uncomfortable at the questioning, you would move away from Killer but then that would put you closer to Ink, youre itching, like a bad case of poison ivy, and its getting stronger, you can almost feel the worms wriggling around in your bones.

Nightmare walks up to you, sending a sharp glare towards Ink.

"so Leef. would you like to go take a look at the cabin? just take Blue with you and i will be there in just a moment."

you nod shakily as Cross pulls you up off the couch with his hand, you hobble on out, trying your best to not look weak in front of these people, theyll take you for granted for sure even those who you call your friends, when the moment is right, they'll strike

you sigh, hold your head up and fake confidence. glancing wearily at the form of the fake Jay. it has finally stopped trying to convince you that it is Jay bird. xe was your bestfriend, you wont get fooled that easily by an illusion.

fin

ugh the writers block is strong with this one

title from "...well its better than the alternative" by Will Wood

so im kinda busy so this one is gonna be posted before ao3 so have fun with that (yall are just better)

Underfell: Red, Edge
Undertale: Classic, Nilla
Horrortale?: Leef, (Jay?),
Dusttale: Dust, (phantom)
Underlust: Honey, Lavender
Horrortale: Mars, Jupiter
Underswap: Stretch, Blue
Other: Nightmare, Killer, Ink, Dream, Cross, Error