Ghost Stories (A Sanscest Story)

A Mini Mixup

Dream blinked. He heard footsteps again. He was in the kitchen now. It had taken him some effort and him convincing Killer he didn't need help. He looked up as Cross briskly moved out from the hallway to Horror's room. Dream furrowed his brow. That was a new scarf. Was it Cross' birthday? Before Dream could ask, the other had bounded up the stairs and was gone around the corner. "Odd..." He murmured.

Killer blinked and lifted his head from the couch. Blue and Dust had gone upstairs. Cross had been in Horror's room for a while. Dream found himself distracted and yelped. He'd been cutting an apple and sliced his finger. He sighed and wrapped his hand around it, his hand lighting up in gold. "I'm okay, sorry!" He said, smiling nervously at a worried Killer.

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Lust made it upstairs and paused. He had never run that fast. He took a moment to catch his breath before pausing. "Hi!" He immediately disguised his eyes and turned to face Blue, who was staring at him. "You're Cross, right?? I don't think I ever actually introduced myself!" Lust stared at him and straightened up, covering his mouth as he bit back a squeal.

Oh god, he was so precious. Lust jumped. "Ah! Yes! Hello! I... I am Cross." He said awkwardly. Blue blinked at him before giggling. Lust had to stop himself from squealing again. Before he could stop himself, he'd already spoken again. "Oh, you are so adorable and precious..." At that, Blue's face lit up and he looked away.

"O-Oh! Thank you!" He sputtered, clearly not having expected the sudden compliments. Lust realized what he'd said and covered his mouth, his own face lighting up purple.

"Oh goodness, I am so sorry! I did not mean to..." Lust trailed off, unsure of how to fix it. He stuttered softly. "S-Sometimes I just say things without meaning to and I am terribly sorry if this caused any discomfort!" He watched as Blue seemed to shake off his embarrassment and give a smile.

"It's alright! Thank you for the compliment!" Blue said cheerfully, clearing the last of the blush off of his cheeks. They both stood awkwardly for a moment before Lust felt a pressure around his SOUL. He inhaled sharply as he felt himself be lifted in the air. "Cross!" Blue cried out in alarm.

"Blueberry." Dust's voice was quiet and calm. It sent shivers up Lust's spine. Lust slowly raised his head to meet Dust's glowing eyes. He had one hand out. The other was curled in his pocket. Blue turned to Dust, clearly confused. Dust turned his gaze to Blue and it softened. So did his voice. "Go back to the room. I have to have a chat with..." His gaze moved over to Lust and Lust shivered. "...Cross."

Blue gulped. "Pr-promise you won't hurt him?" Blue said shakily. Dust blinked before nodding. Lust watched and felt an odd warmth through his chest as Blue approached Dust. He reached out a hand stretched out his pinkie finger. "Promise!" Blue said firmly.

Dust twitched and for a moment, Lust actually feared for the little blue cinnamon roll of a skeleton. Then, he watched as Dust let out a hefty sigh and his other hand left his pocket. He hooked his pinkie with Blue's and spoke in that softened voice. "Promise not to hurt him."

Blue nodded and lit up, pulling back. He turned to Lust with a nervous smile and waved goodbye. Lust managed a wave from his place in the air, still being held up by his SOUL. He watched as Blue disappeared down a hallway and they heard a door shut.

Lust yelped as he was slammed against a wall, the pressure on his SOUL relieving. He inhaled sharply as Dust appeared in front of him and leaned down. The other's tone was sinister and Lust trembled, already hearing the whispering of the spirit that followed the other. "So... who the fuck are YOU?"