Dust didn't like you. But he had to stand you. You didn't get in his way but something about you just made you such a nuisance. You'd always cheer him on whenever he was finishing off a runaway monster. You'd always be by his side. You never judged him nor doubted him either.
And something about that confused him.
You weren't all bad though. Sometimes he'd send you to scout for any lost exp wandering around. You'd always bring back a half-alive monster or nothing but utter dust on your clothes. Either way, your clothes had always been torn and you'd looked beat up. And something about seeing you like that made his soul hurt every time.
Today was different though. He was on the couch. Talking to Papyrus. That was another thing that creeped him out. You never asked about Papyrus. You'd always been able to "see" him. You'd always agree what whatever Papyrus "said". Sometimes he couldn't tell if you were doing it for his enjoyment.
Sometimes he asked himself if you were only faking so you wouldn't die.
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He didn't understand you.
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FanfictionJust another book that I don't know why I made. I write lemons from time to time uwu
