Mine~💙{A Dustberry story ship}

Chapter 3

Watching Dust, they smiled, ready to kill him. The sinister smile he gave them just when their soul was about to break. . .

You'll regret it Dust. . . They thought, angrily. Stalking behind him, they slowly pulled out their knife. Now it's time your name actually made sense! They thought wickedly as the ran and tackled Dust.

Dust turned and shot a gaster blaster at them. The beam blinded them for a bit and then they were surrounded by white light.

Then. . . It was over. Their soul broke in half and they never reset. Dust never got his life back.

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Ink examined the departing Dusttale again and again. He couldn't stop think how miserable Dust must be without his bro.

Ink sighed and closed up his vision, walking away from the lonely Dusttale.

Then suddenly, Dream popped up from nowhere. "*Sir! There is something wrong happening in Underswap. Blueberry was hurt badly!*" He reported.

"*Alright, thanks Dream for that report.*" Ink said, grabbing his paintbrush. He snapped his fingers and was now in Underswap.

He found Blueberry Sans lying on the cold, hard floor. Rushing towards him, he heard a slight, distant crying.

He paid no attention to it and continued on Blue. He grabbed Blue's scarf and healed him from there.

Blue got up slowly, rubbing his skull as he gained consciousness. Ink quickly disappeared and went to the sound of the crying.

He couldn't believe what he saw as he entered the area of the crying. . .