No More Freshness

~∆~Ch. 23~∆~

This may trigger some of you, so beware.

Also, Decans is a dude in this, but they're magic. They can spawn both.

You'll understand l8r.

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As I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the vicious pain in my hips. The second was that I couldn't see, I was in a dark room once again. I knew this time, however, that I wasn't in a blank space, I was in an actual room.

I could see the outline of the door now that my vision had cleared a little bit. I sat up and winced quietly at the pain in my hip and now my arms and legs- even some on my neck and face. Cuts, maybe? I had no clue. I did know about the pain in my hips though, and that terrified me. Rape.

I had tried to swallow the sob that I k and shakily stood. I tried to get to the door, but was stopped by something that sounded like chains. So that's what was hurting my wrists, legs, and neck. Monacles and chains. I felt tears silently trace my cut skull and tried to call for helpbut when I did, I was stopped by a horrid electric shock from the monacle on my neck.

I heard the door click and the chains retracted, chaining me close to the wall. I was scared for my life, much less the fact that this was cutting off oxygen. I saw a black goop-like figure approach, and heard a, deep voice talk.

"So this is the new guy? He's nothing more than a mere child and you've already done away with his virginity?"

Another small but tough voice replied in what sounded like a Boston accent. "Yea N. Not me though, it was Over. The guy couldn't hold himself back, it was creepy. Under got it after too, poor guy."

"That will be all. Tell Over to meet me in the librarby after dinner, and tell Under that he van stay in the quest quarters for a while, if he wishes. " The goop figure said. The door shut and I heard the figure talk again. "SonofAsgore, if Over doesn't control himself I'll have to lock him up!"

I whimpered as the chains loosened and I fell to the hard floor. The figure heard me, apparently, and looked at me- the first good look at him. He had one blue eye that was somewhat flashing purple, and though he was covered in goop I could see that he was a skeleton.

"Greetings, I am Nightmare. The anons have brought you here, so I'm guessing that you are one of their captives that had been found, and they are hiding you. But I must say, they are very annoying, so if someone were to try to take you, I may look the other way." He unhinged the chains and helped me stand.

"D-Deca-ans." was all I could say, but it was enough.

"Ah, MCQ AU I'm guessing. The one that mysteriously destroyed itself. That means that F... What's his name? Fred, I believe- the creepy nineties weirdo, anyhow- and the younger Error will be here to get you shortly." That seemed to trigger my memories and I glared at Nightmare.

"F-Fresh isn't a w-weirdo."

"You haven't met the original, my friend. An emotionless parasite that steals souls and takes over bodies. Magnificent and dangerous at the same time. And his power to manipulate dimensions, amazing! If only your Fresh could do that."

"H-he ca-an."

He looked at me, shocked, and I explained.

"T-the d-dimensions, I m-mean. H-he ma-akes pocket d-dimensions all t-the tim-me." I smiled, remembering my backpack where all the pockets were little dimensions.

He nodded and opened the door, leading me through a maze of huge rooms. We went to the kitchen, where he opened a door to what looked like a kitchen and nodded to a skeleton with one red eye and a cracked skull.

"Make extra food. Decans here will be eating. And thank you, Fell. You know this is just because you are the only Sans here that can cook decently. Your pay will come after dinner."

"Kay, N. I'm jus' happy to be away from Pa-Boss for a while. I almost dusted last 'fight'. Dunno if you'd call getting pummeled without fighting back would be considered a fight, but eh." He said. I recognised this as the voice from earlier, and I understood completely.
Nightmare closed the door and handed me a water bottle, of what's contents I drained immediately. With a shaky 'thanks', we made our way through to an open living room with people that looked like me. There were so many, with names like 'Cross', 'Murder', 'Dust', and 'Under'. I recognized Under as the brother of the one that... Yeah. I walked over to Under and hugged him, startling him completely.

"I u-understand." And with those few words, he began to cry silently and hugged me back. I knew than that we'd be close.

While I hoped that my friends would find me, I knew that I'd be safe here.

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And there's my take on Nightmare's gang!

As most of you prolly figured out, this is in Decans' point of veiw, but yee!

Over and Under are actually Overbite and Underbite, two of my creations.

(lil tip:I have over fifty creations)

(Nother tip:Under is a Sans, Over is a Papyrus.)

Hope ya enjoyed, cuz I wrote this while at the ball park. I tried though. Getting in whatever typing possible.

-Oopa Out!

;)