A Game Of Hearts ~ An Undertale Oneshot Book

Healing

So basically, I was rewatching that one Steven Universe episode where he temporarily heals Centi, and I was like "huh, it'd probably be pretty cute if this happened with Dust and Blue, and then my brain did the thing and here we are.

I do admit that the writing itself isn't super created, as I wanted to follow the dialogue closely by just changing it up a bit, but I hope you enjoy despite that.

Steven Universe obviously belongs to Rebecca Sugar and all affiliated parties.

Characters do not belong to me

Idea for incorporating Undertale ideas into the Steven Universe plot in this specific way does belong to me.

And with that, hope you enjoy!

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"Here you go Toby! This should make you feel better." 

Blue had made tacos again. It had been a while, after some notable failures with either making the shelled food or getting his friends to actually eat them, but upon waking up this morning he had been overcome with a sudden sense of confidence. Thus, he once more tried his hands in cooking some tacos for Toby to enjoy. After all, the injured stray would have no qualms with his cooking. 

The aforementioned Toby gave a brief excited yip as Blue knelt down and set the plate of three tacos before the little white dog, a clink sounding as the porcelain met the wood of the porch. Blue smiled warmly as he watched the dog dig in with no further hesitation, the crunch of corn shells permeating the air. 

The little dog had appeared around the house about a month ago. Blue had been unsuccessful in finding its owner, so the dog had remained with them. It came and went as it pleased, preferring to stay outside in the snow. 

It was not super surprising when it one day returned with a limp, having scraped up its left foreleg. Nobody really knew what the dog got up to, so they weren't sure how it got injured in the first place. For Blue, the how didn't matter, as he was much more concerned with making sure the fluffy pup made a full recovery. So, since then he had been making meals especially for the dog instead of giving it leftovers, overseeing it's injury to make sure it healed well, and his work had paid off. The dog was well on its way to getting back to normal.

Blue smiled at the thought of the little dog running around excitedly as it used to, barking happily. That was the end goal. 

He had zoned out a bit, only realizing this when he felt something small and wet drag across his cheek. With a small exclamation of confusion, he blinked back to reality to see Toby licking his face. 

"Mweh heh heh! Toby, cut that out! You're going to make me all slobbery!" He giggled, gently grabbing the excited dog around the middle and lifting him up before him. 

"Now, how did you even jump up...there." 

His question of mock scrutiny drifted into silence as he looked at the dog's injured leg, or rather what used to be an injured leg. 

The small scabbed scrape was gone, and all that was left to see was pristine white fur. Blue gasped when he noticed a few faint baby blue shimmers in the air, a visual effect of a magical power he knew all too well. Looking over, he saw the same sparkles around the few small pieces of taco left on the plate.

Gently placing Toby down while completely forgetting to collect the empty plate, Blue rushed back into his house.

"Guys guys! Look what I can do!" He yelled excitedly, running up to his teammates, Ink and Dream, who both looked up.