Criminal Boundaries (An Undertale Sanscest Story)

Mission Impossible

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---Dust's POV----

Everything that happened next was a blur really.

The kid dragged us along, weaving in and out of the spotlight search towers until we reached a slightly ajar office window.

"This is how we're getting in." The kid said, slinging his backpack over his shoulders.

"Are you crazy?!" I hissed. "That's like twenty foot up in the air!"

The kid gave me an odd look. "And?"

"How in whatever Gods name you pray to's  are we ever gonna get up there?!"

"I'm not religious." He said with a small shrug before ripping some of the the clustered ivy against the wall free, as if it was a rope. "Now shut up and follow me."

Before I could even consider saying something in response, he started climbing.

The three of us watched as he scrambled up that ivy covered wall like it was nothing.

"You know it would be so easy if magic wasn't disabled in prison grounds." I grumbled, glancing over to the spotlight search towers quickly before gripping onto the vines.

"Need a boost?" Horror asked from behind me.

"Oh lord please." I said, stepping up onto his intertwined hands. "For once I wish Nightmare was here so that he could throw us up."

Horror snickered before boosting me, helping me up a few feet of the wall before I was left to grip on desperately to the vine-like ivy. How that kid got up here I don't know.

I glanced up at the window to see it slightly wider open, and the kids face was peeking out of it, a hand reached down to help me up.

I hauled myself up before gripping onto his hand, letting out a relived sigh as he pulled me in through the window and into the office where I then sprawled out across the floor.

"Ow..."

"Shut up." He hissed. "We don't want to set off any alarms."

I rolled my eyes before standing up, sighing extremely loudly in my mind. If I did it out loud the kid would have been triggered.

A yelp from behind me signified Lust not so gracefully falling through the window and onto the office floor.

I held back a snicker and instead made my way over to the desk in the middle, wanting to know who's poor office we'd broken into.

There were many plain books on the desk along with a couple of case files that interested me.

I picked some up and skimmed through them, raising an eyebrow as I came across Error's File. Then Nightmare's. Then Cross'. Then mine.

I skimmed over all of them, blinking. They actually had quite good vague ideas of where all of us were hiding out. Except killer, which disappointed me. I wonder what he's been up to.

I placed the files back down in the order I found them, frowning as I saw the nameplate at the front of the desk. I leaned over and nearly had a heart attack. "We're in Ink's office?!" I whisper screeched.

The kid skidded over. "Shut up!"

"But this is the chiefs office! The worst possible office you could have ever chosen!"

He glared at me. "Shut up. If he walks in suddenly and you explain what the hell we're doing here I'm pretty sure he'd pretend he hadn't seen us. You know him and Error were...close."