Corrupted Love - Old

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(A/N art in this chapter does not belong to me. All credit goes to original artists/ owner.)

Blueberry stood outside the snow covered wooden cabin: colourful fairy lights illuminating his white bone, casting soft red and green glows along his skull. Blue sighed, annoyed and tierd after the confrontation with Frisk. All he wanted to do was go inside and nap, maybe cook something. 'All these genocides are making my inner sans show'  he sighed once more.

Snow lightly fell around him as he continued to stand outside the house: his code not allowing him to enter until Frisk had that date or got past Burgerpants. Not that he would want to enter.

Blue took a deep breath before he crouched down. Oh, how he hated this part. He did a mental count down before taking off in the direction of Waterfall: knowing he had to get there as Frisk did- to meet Alphys.

Huffing, he managed to get in position a few minutes before hand- hiding behind a large patch of grass as he waited for Frisk to hide. As Frisk came into view, he stood up and approached the lizard; gaining her attention as planned.

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Blue took his phone out from his  bandana as his body worked on auto pilot. Looking around to make sure the course was clear, the short skeleton pressed the contact: Frisk, having saved it long ago.

Once again, blue let his body go on auto pilot as he conversed with the human, coded lines going through his mouth fluently.

Blue sat up as the front door slammed shut. Quickly running to the kitchen, he smaller pulled out some taco shells and ingredients; as well as some glitter. Though he knew glitter was inedible, he put it into his taco anyway: having to fool his brother of his inability to cook. Afterall, he was affected by the resets and never got better at it right? Making the same mistakes over and over again.

Blue sighed quietly before putting up his facade once more. "GREETINGS PAPY!" Blue poked his head through the kitchen, plate of glittering tacos in his hand. The smaller almost gagged at the smell. As expected, Stretch had been drinking: probably got some from Grillby. "PAPYYY, WHAT HAVE I SAID ABOUT DRINKING?" Blue huffed as he pulled the alcohol bottle from the skeleton collapsed on the couch.

Placing the plate on the table, Blue took note on how the other had fallen asleep. Putting down his facade, Blue grimly discarded of the bottle, scribbled a quick note before putting on his mask and going to find Grillby.

After paying for his brother, Blue decided to take a walk: expression blank. Walking through the snowy woods under the guise of 'calibrating his puzzles', he once again pulled out his phone and entered the multiversal group chat he had on it: Hidden in a secret folder. He couldn't have Stretch finding about his involvement throughout the multiverse. He probably would have him locked up, calling it 'house arrest' for 'his own protection'. Worse now that he taken upto drinking and drugs in his spare time.

He only needed a moment and he could leave this hell hole; time in the multiverse being different- and much faster compared to his AU. Or was his AU just slow compared to the others?
No matter. The tacos and note served as a way of telling his brother he was indeed alive and the human had spared him this time around- something e had taken up long ago and had been forced to keep up.