Ghost Stories (A Sanscest Story)

A Stranger Scene

He could... feel... He was... standing. Lust stumbled for a moment, not used to walking. He tried to move, one foot in front of the other. He wasn't used to carrying weight. He was not good at walking. He moved slowly and uncertainly. Finally, after several minutes, he was able to hold himself up and walk around.

Lust sighed shakily, a trembling smile on his face. He lifted Dream's arms and studied them. He began to pick at the gloves, wanting to take them off. He became distracted by his own hands. He raised them and flexed his fingers. They were so... solid... He shook his head and looked over at Horror. He stared at the other for a few moments before jumping and refocusing on his gloves, his face heating up.

He pulled off Dream's yellow gloves, only to blink in confusion at the black gloves underneath. He slowly slid them off and shivered, his arms fully exposed now. He held up Dream's arms, tipping his head. The other's bones had a soft gold hue to them. Lust blinked. "Stop getting distracted." He scolded himself lightly. He covered his mouth in surprise. That had been Dream's voice.

Lust was shaking. He was so excited about being able to move a body. He shook his head again and moved over to Horror, pulling up a chair and sitting next to the bed. He didn't remember much from his living life, but he remembered how to heal. He stared down at Horror in dismay, his shaking hand hovering over the other's head. He blinked and held one hand out over Horror's teeth.

He felt it! Lust felt his heart jump as he felt Horror's warm breath on his hand. He wriggled in the chair, kicking his feet as he forcibly held back a squeal. This was so exciting!! He could feel his face burning. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm himself. "Focus, Lust." He said out loud. He nodded to himself in response.

He moved down the blanket and his face heat up once again as he covered his mouth. Horror didn't have a shirt. His bones were tinted red in places. He had cracks webbing his body and Lust let out a soft noise of dismay. He gulped and took a deep breath. His hands slowly lit up gold and Lust was momentarily confused before remembering that he was dead and this wasn't his body.

He gulped and reached out. He ghosted his hand over the other's head first. The skull was slowly repairing itself. Lust paused and furrowed his brow. He didn't like the crown. It made his head ache. He paused for a moment and reached up, slipping the crown off. He placed it to the side and shook himself with a soft trill before returning to healing Horror.

He hummed quietly before blinking. The words. The words to the tune he'd forgotten were coming back. He blinked and began to sing softly. "Round and round like a horse on a carousel." He hummed before breathing in, continuing to sing. "We go...will I catch up to love, I can never tell..." He ran a hand over Horror's newly repaired skull, disappointed that he was unable to fix the hole that had already been in his head before. "I know..."

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Someone was humming. Horror was sure of that much. His head was pounding. Slowly, but surely, the pain was fading and he was coming back into focus. He recognized that tune. It was the one that Lust constantly sang. But that wasn't Lust's voice. He blinked and his eye came to life. He furrowed his brow. His body was heavy and he felt exhausted.

"Chasing after you, is like fairytale... so I... hold on tight to this carousel..." The voice sang out quietly. Horror struggled to focus. A skeleton was over him. He hummed quietly. Horror blinked in surprise. Was that...? He couldn't place it at first until he saw the outfit and crown that had been place to the side. It was! Dream?

"Dream?" He asked wheezily. This seemed to shock the other skeleton, who inhaled sharply. He blinked and looked over at Horror. Horror was momentarily startled. Those... weren't Dream's eyes. Those were glowing purple heart eyelights in those eyesockets. Horror would recognize them anywhere. He blinked. "Lust?"