sans aus/underfell papyrus. age regression/omorashi short storys

~maybe it was worse then we thought~ (Dust sans💜)

This story includes!!
.age regression
.little dust
.bad words
.broken bones
.fighting
.talking about eating problems
Ps my aus have hair 😅
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Dust knew to never pick a fight with horror, horror was large not is in size but I mean as tall. Horror was one of the taller sans and slightly chunky so if he wanted to go down hard he could.

Dust always stayed away from horror when he was upset but some times it was impossible to stay away such as in meetings or training and eating lunch and dinner.

This was one of those times, dust hadn't been feeling the best he had been having constant nightmares about his brothers death and it was really getting to him.

Dust would wake up in cold sweats, gasping for air or even screaming and having to quickly cover his mouth so no one would hear the small sobs that escaped out his mouth.

Dust could have asked his goopy boss for help but he just felt as if he was a bother and could handle it on his own, which apparently couldn't since he was always up no matter how hard he tried to sleep.

Of course this caused Dust to be extra grumpy and since he was grumpy he took it out on others, at first it was just small names and yelling which was normal for Dust but then it became personal very personal.

And this is how Dust ended up in this situation, everyone was down for dinner and Horror wasn't touching his food which he usually wasn't.

Horror always had trouble eating something in his mind told him how it looked like human flesh making his feel sick and relive the horrible memories of what happened in his au.

Horror picked up his fork, moving around the green beans that were neatly placed next to his steak. To keep away the bad thoughts Horror would not stop talking, he was yapping about anything he could think of.

Dust licked his teeth with his tongue in annoyance, 'does he ever shup up' Dust thought to himself. Dust took his shiny silver steak knife putting it up to his medium rare steak and pressing down slicing into bite sized pieces.

He placed his knife down and picked up his fork stabbing it into the steak piece and shoving it into his mouth, he chewed slowly as he watched horror babble on about some type of hot dog stand.

Dust looked back at his plate picking up another bite with his fork, "hey dust" a cheerful voice said. Dust took a deep breath in, "what".

"Whats you doing~?" Horror said in a sing song tone, "eating unlike you" Dust replied keeping his mouth in a thin line.

"I'm eating" Horror shot back trying to keep the frown off his face, Dust raised a brow "really cause it looks like your just messing with it".

"I'm eating it" Horror snarled, Dust scoffed "no your not all you do is play with it, why can't you eat like a normal skeleton".

Horror eyes shined a light blood red color "shut up" he growled. This was Horrors warning if Dust continued things wouldn't be good but Dust was pissed off so there was no stopping him now.

"Your pathetic Horror how hard is it to eat?" Dust pushed trying to get a bigger reaction from Horror, Dust smirked as he snatched Horrors fork from his hand green beans still attached to it. Dust shoved the fork into Horrors mouth as he was about to yell out in protest.

"See simple" Dust said dropping the fork and putting his elbow on the table to hold up his head with his palm of his hand. Tears filled Horrors eyes as memories flooded his mind he was panicking and didn't know what to do.

Dust however had a sh*t eating grin on his face thinking he had won the battle, Dust opened his mouth to say a smart a*s comment when a sharp pain went up his arm and cracking could be heard in the deafening silence of the dinning room.