Murdered Love [A Dusttale x Undertale Sanscest Story]

[Chapter 8] A Dusty Visit

     'It's just to make sure he doesn't kill.' I repeated to myself as I watched Dust sleeping in his bed. It's not like I'm obsessed, I'm just watching him. So if he tries to kill someone, I can stop him. Yeah, totally why I'm watching him. No other reason. . . . Time seemed to fly by when I got done eating my little snack. I took out my phone and looked at the time. It was about 3 in the morning. Sighing, I skele-ported out the tree and to my house. Yawning I laid down in my bed and let drowsiness overcome my senses.

     I felt like I was being watched a moment ago. The feeling didn't go away till like 4 in the morning. Yeah, I was only about half asleep. So what? Wouldn't you be too, and sure, that's how my 'victims' feel but it's worse now. Why? Don't ask questions! It was around 4:30 I finally got some actual sleep. During this slumber of mine I had peculiar dreams. They all had to with Classic. Sure in a way he's me but I don't look at that perspective. To me, he's a way different type of skeleton. Like, I don't even know what this feeling is. I probably don't want to figure out either.

      I got about 3 hours of sleep? 2? Oh well, sleep is sleep. Plus, I stayed up till like 4 watching a serial killer. I'm happy I got any sleep at all! Anyway, I woke up to Papyrus shaking me like a pair of maracas. Groaning, I opened my eyes and looked at Papyrus with a sheepish look. "WE HAVE GUEST BROTHER SO GET UP!" He demanded as he finally set me down. "Sure thing bro." I replied with a yawn. Of course, I wanted to go back to sleep. That is until Papyrus said who these guest were. "BROTHER! DO YOU WANT TO KEEP DUST AND GP WAITING?" He groaned in irritation. For some reason, it made me jolt up and get ready faster than I ever have before. This even surprised my brother more than me. "WOWIE BROTHER! WHO KNEW YOU ACTUALLY COULD GET READY THAT FAST!" Papyrus exclaimed happily.

     When Classic came down stairs, I simply excused myself to the 'kitchen' for something to eat. In reality, I snuck up to Classic's room and set up two walkie talkies. Looking around, I put the walkie talkie under his bed. After a while of snooping through Classic's clothes. I finally heard my name being called. Of course, I
skele-ported to the kitchen and walk out the room. When I did, GP and Papyrus were there being annoyed by Classic's puns. Soon, they finally noticed me standing there chuckling at Classic's jokes.

     As the Papyrus and GP wandered into his room. Classic and I sat in the living room. At first, it was awkward and then we started talking. Telling horrible puns, we may have got a bit tipsy, and then Classic fell asleep. Somehow, his sleeping form managed to lean on my shoulder. For some odd reason, a real smile crept on to my skull. He looked. . . .cute? Adorable? AAGH! Who cares, it sent a pleasant feeling through me as I looked at his sleeping figure. Next thing I knew, I found myself taking of picture of his vulnerable state.

     It was 7 by the time GP and I left. Our walk home was pleasant, it was unusual. Usually our walks alone would be awkward, creepy, or just a weird aura surrounding us. But now, that aura seemed to be brighter. We both had things to say or talk about to each other. On our way home though we ran into a couple of. . . . kids. Who in the world knows what they were doing in this part of the underground. But it didn't matter, they did ruin the happy mood me and GP were in. "KILL THEM, WE CAME HERE FOR A REASON ANYWAYS." Heh, we had a MURDEROUS time, trust me it was to DIE for.