𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐓 ␈ ˢᵃⁿˢᵉˢ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

Playing With Fire

📌Chapter Summary: Wrong guessed intentions.

📌Chapter Note: I meant the title literally, xD.

📌Fun fact: Sans(es?) capitalize their letters when they're serious.

📌27/30

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A loud bang interrupted your thoughts, seeing a big skull-thing opening its mouth, a blast of purple energy forming in, aimed at you two.

Killer was fast enough to summon walls of damaged and honed bones, a counter-attack for the blaster damage, and threw bones at the distance.

Cross and Horror were racing down to you - or you guessed - while Dust was in front of Killer with you still in his arms.

Dust scoffs, eyes blazing purple. "O h b u d d y . . . "

Killer shrugs, earning a gasp from you as Dust lunged forward, almost in a speed of light. Killer did expect this and summoned bones under Dust's feet.

Dustpan was quick to react though, teleporting somewhere then back at the position as he managed to get you off Killer's grasp.

Funny thing is, if Killer's hold is bridal style, Dust was. . . well, those carrying when a girl is kidnapped or something.

You were facing the ground, Dust's hand almost near your butt and you can hear his laugh.

Like the angry potato you are, annoyed as stars, you yell. "Dust, put me down this instant!"

Uh oh.

Wrong choice in yelling.

It practically got the attention of three fighting skeletons, one of those wielding an - surprisingly clean - ax, one is a gigantic knife, and the last holding a dusty knife with dried blood on its blade.

Dust groans, slightly annoyed whatsoever, then teleport to a random place.

You hear groans and you almost shouted when Dust says, "shut up or i'll kiss you."

You roll your eyes, lips pursed. "You kidding me, boi?"

Glaring at you, he uses magic to get you in your feet, his bony hand covering your eyesight as he leans forward, ‘kissing’ you in the process.

Your eyes widen in shock, he almost back away immediately, it was like it never happened, like a butterfly-

    "dust!"

Dust looks around, eye sockets widening as he pulls you with him in your feet. "get down."

He was cautious, but the smirk on his skull made you cast him away, and just, i dunno, enjoy your break time.

You put a hand to your forehead, blush still visible while groaning.

This is gonna be a loonggg dayyy.

*insert gaster blaster sound here*

    "D u s t ."

Turning around, you see Cross pointing his big as heck knife, eye sockets glaring and bone brows furrowed.

ONE ETERNITY LATER

With you on Cross' arms, the others breathe out heavily, some even smell like weird skeleton sweat.

Cross smiles, tired but happy, "i won!"

    "thAT wAs. . ." Error spoke, earning the attention of all of you with Nightmare's darkened gaze.