Undertale Love Stories

DustBerry| You Shouldn't Have

He thrashed and kicked and did all sorts of things! But they still were able to pin him down and force him to take those damn pills.

He tried to cough them up, but they held his mouth closed, forcing him to swallow those damn things.

After that, they left him. Left him gagging and couching to try and get the pills out of his gut. Nothing came up.

He huffed, sitting in a corner of the room. He hated this place. He hated how cruel they were...

Yet, wasn't he the insane one?

He chuckled at that, laying on the hard bed they provided him with. Yes, he was insane, but it wasn't really his fault... It was the world's fault...

He sighed softly, then he heard it... The door to his room was opening.

Already? So soon after medicine? It hasn't even taken affect yet~

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A young skeleton monster silently snuck along the hall of his brother's work place.

Despite popular belief, he was actually the younger brother, leaving the other brother the oldest. Obviously.

It honestly didn't matter. They both were pretty childish in their down time.

Suddenly they heard the sound of footsteps heading their way. From the sound and pace of it, it was their brother. Which meant they couldn't smooth talk their way out of getting in trouble. Or lie to him.

So, the shorter brother took the other hall, the hall that had a sign above the door warning only VIP personals to be there.

Oh, I forgot to mention that the kid's brother worked in a mental hospital, aka an insane asylum!

Quietly, the fearless, or stupid, brother moved down the hall... Which was silent...

Being risky, he tested a door to a room. The door opened with ease, revealing an empty and clean room, ready for a really dangerous patient to be placed there.

Frowning, they carefully closed the door and walked on... Looking for a room that could possibly be locked... Or have someone in it.

This lead him to his brother's favorite number, 420.

There seemed to be a light in the room, so punching in some random numbers that happened to mean some importance to his brother, the door unlocked.

The teen entered the room, but he was quickly tackled to the ground, a larger skeleton hovering over him with their hand in an odd position. The teen recognized the position as holding a knife, yet there was no knife in the guy's hand.

Still, the smaller skeleton knocked the guy's hand away, and rolled them over where he had them pinned to the floor, his own hand mimicking the look of holding a knife.

Insanely, they grinned, their eyes widening a fraction.

"I wasn't holding a knife~" They purred out in a deep voice.

The teen quirked an eyebrow, smirking some.

"Can't I play along~" He moved his hand to be on the other side of the taller monster's face.

Their grin fell some as a light blush took hold of their face. Quickly, though they were back to pinning the teen down.

The grin came back, but this time it was on the teen.

"Rough~ I like it when a guy is rough with me~" It was spoken in a joking, mocking type of way, but it got a deep blush from the insane monster.

They honestly had never met a person so... so stupidly brave as this one monster below them... It was... Very intriguing to say the least.