To Reform a Lost Soul ~A Creme Story~

Where the heck am I?

~Cross's(?) POV~

I woke up in a wood shed? oh, wait my hands were behind my back with a weird metal. I tried teleporting but it didn't work instead I felt drained as if all my magic just got sucked out of me I blame the metal thing. You know what? Screw the plan! I just wanna get out of here alive! And as if on cue The star shits come into the shed. Ink starts throwing questions left and right, "Why are you here, how did you get hurt, how long have you been here,  how did you get here?!" I sighed and responded with my usual half-assed answers "Nightmare and the other dorks hurt me, I have no clue how long I've been here or how I got here," I muttered the last sentence, "And I'm here because I wanna be good..." They all looked at me with shock, wait did they heal me? They didn't heal me all the way because I still felt pain, but it wasn't as bad... they continued questioning me and I answered with the least effort I could. Eventually Ink and Blue left, but Dream didn't follow them he just looked at me with pity. He came into my "cell" and I scooted as far away from him until I hit a wall, I wasn't up for a fight right now I was drowsy, drained, and now sick feeling. He kneeled down and uncuffed me, but that didn't help any, I didn't have any energy to move. He took my arm and rolled up my sleeve, oh shit here we go. There were scars everywhere on my arm all the way up to my shoulder. Then he looked at me with sorrowful eyes and asked one thing "Why?" I looked at him with shock then turned away from him "Why do you care?!" I said "No one ever does," that rolled out unexpectedly as I looked at the floor. "Do you have more scars?" he asked with concern. "WHY DO YOU CARE?! WERE ENEMIES YOU SHOULD BE WISHING DEATH ON ME FOR WHAT IVE DONE!!!!" I snapped, for some reason, I felt tears pricking my eyes great, I've gone soft. "and to your question, yes I do" I said through gritted teeth and finally he left.

~Dreams POV~

I hurried to Ink and Blue and tell him what happened, and they both looked as concerned as I am. "Why don't, we give him a chance?" Blue suggested "No, for all we know this might all be a ploy," Ink responded "But it's going to get super cold in Snowdin tonight! We can't just leave him out there to freeze!" there was a slight pause. "I'll get him a blanket and pillow," Ink said going up the stairs. A pillow isn't enough for the blizzard we're having... he needs something more than that, but its obvious Ink doesn't want him in the house, and since we can't leave him with just Blue, we have to stay here till we figure out what to do. Ugh... this is too much thinking. All of the sudden Ink trows a pillow and blanket down at me. "Give these to him!" I nodded and went to the shed, Oh! I know I'll sneak in one of those outside heaters when everyone's asleep. When I went into the shed I saw a defeated looking Cross looking down at the floor. I gave him the blanket and pillow and left to charge the heater in the new room they built in the house where ill be "sleeping"

-time skip to the snowstorm-

~Cross's POV~

so cold, I can barely think.

the blanket and my clothes aren't doing anything to warm me up.

so this is how I die, huh?

~Dreams POV~

Everyone's finally been asleep for about 10 minutes, Stretch is out with Underfell paps so Ink's sleeping in his room. I quickly put on the heaviest coat, grab the fully charged heater, a large heated blanket, and went out into the snowstorm. It's hard to even walk out here. I finally make it to the shed and walk in, quickly closing the door behind me. Then I see Cross fetal position, shivering and shaking violently. I quickly run to him, place the heater next to him and turn it on. I wrap the heated blanket around him and wait. Soon he gets up and looks at me with questioning eyes. The storm has gotten to bad for me to walk back to the house. Then Cross does something unexpected. He wraps part of the heated blanket around me as well and whispers "thanks" I feel my face heat up as I shared the blanket with him.  And I could tell he noticed because his face dusted the slightest bit of purple when he looked at me.