pet palace (mafia AU)

full of dust

Dust panted heavily against his restraints, his wrists bruised by the heavy cuffs he had been pulling at for the past few hours. He was staring at the door, waiting for it to open so he could kill whatever came through.

As if on cue the door handle stared to rattle and dust snapped up as it swung open. A small skeleton switched on the lights and smiled at him. "Oh goody! I hope you weren't up for to long!" Blue rushed over and knelt in front of dust. He frowned at the rage on his face. "What happened?" He asked, cupping dusts cheek in his palm.

With no warning dust whipped his head around and sunk his teeth into blues hand, drawing deep blood. Blue shrieked and kicked dust hard in the head. He yanked away as cyan blood poured out of the wound. Suddenly the door slammed open, 2 more figures rushing in. One went straight to blue, cupping his hand gently and applying pressure. "I-Inky!" Blue stammered as ink wiped off the blood with his shirt. "I-inky he b-bit me!" The other person turned to look at dust, blood smeared on his chin. The figure walked over calmly and stared down at dust, then slammed his knee into his face.

"Oh blue, you need to be careful" ink warned as he wrapped a bandage around blues hand "the setidives wear off different on different people, and not everyone is happy when they wake up". Blue nodded and sniffed, rubbing a tear away with the palm of his hand.

A sudden loud yelp made blue flinch and turn to see what was happening. The other in the room had purple blood on his hand and a tooth was laying on the floor. "No! Dream don't break him!" Blue exclaimed, jerking away. Ink took blues hand back and finished clipping the bandage in place, planning a kiss on top. "But he did hurt you. He shouldn't get off free" ink explained calmly, Blue hesitating and nodded.

Dream smiled a wide, crooked smile "so he's mine then?" He asked. Blue nodded slowly "but don't break him! I still want him pretty". Dream looked back at dust with ill intent in his eyes. "I think... we should put in his magic blocker. Don't want him trying anything" Dream hissed with an amused tone. "But... is that safe?" Ink asked. Dream shrugged as he went to a cabinet, opening it up and fishing around a bit. "I'm gonna give him a paralytic first" he said, filling a needle with a milky liquid "as long as he's still it'll be fine".

Dream went up to dust, and being wary of his teeth, stuck the needle between two of dusts vertebrae. Dusk flinched as he pushed the needle deeper, injecting the substance into his spinal cord. Dust barked a laugh as Dream pulled back "HA. You think this is a good idea? I have friends. They'll find me and beat you to a pulp. Then hang your body's from a flagpole" he sneered, his back slowly going numb.

Ink smirked "you mean killer? He was a bitch to drag down" he teased "but he's not coming. Unless you make a quick trip down the hall". Dusts soul fluttered a bit. Fuck. "You know" Dream chimed in, laying a towel on the ground "I hear you two are really close. I wonder how close I could make you with a shock collar and some dog treats".

Dust try to ball up his fists, but only the tips of his twitched, then he quickly lost feeling in those too. "Fuck you" he said, his voice slurring as his jaw clenched up.

Dream laid a few things out on the towel, including an odd vise like contraption and a strange drill; along with a small button with long wires trailing from the bottom, that was soaking in rubbing Alcohol. Satisfied with the limitations of dusts movement, Dream Undid the shackles and he fell onto his face unceremoniously.

Dream dragged him onto the towel, resting his face on a pillow so the back of his head was facing up. He spat a mumbled cuss as Dream pulled his arms out to the sides, laying them palm down. "I don't think I've ever done this not on a table" Dream said as he dunked a cloth in the alcohol "eh, first time for everything". Dust hissed softly as the cold fabric touched his neck.

Dream picked of the vice with a grunt and sat it down next to dusts head. He got on his knees and straddled over dusts back, sitting on his back and making him grunt. He picked up the vice again and carefully set it over dusts head, positioning it so a hole was just above his cervical vertebrae. "Wait" blue choked "shouldn't you give him something for the pain? I hear it hurts bad even with anesthetic". A wave of dread settled over dust as Dream screwed the drill into the hole. "Huh, probably should... I think we might be out, actually" he said teasingly "oh well. He'll just have to deal with it".

Dust wanted to scream; wanted to kick and shout, but his body wouldn't respond to his thoughts. He couldn't even blink as something cold pressed against his neck. Then, a small click and.

Pain. Searing agony. Fire filled every nerve in his body. At first it was a slicing pain, but It quickly turned to burning, as if someone had set him on fire. He wanted to scream. He wanted to die. Holy fuck let him die. He could do nothing as the drill bore deeper into his bone, ripping up the layers of marrow with painful accuracy. The pain almost got worse as the machine stopped; Dream being non to careful as he pulled the device off of dust.

"What? Does it not hurt? Why aren't you saying something?" Dream teased as he wiped away the blood pooling out of the hole. He pulled the button out of the jar and carefully let the wires slide into 5 tiny holes. As they slipped inside and tapped into the marrow, dust could feel the tiny tendrils latching against the bone, them his magic.

With a pop the button fitted into the hole, and Dream did a final wipe of the blood. "There we go~" Dream said admiring his work. He rolled dust over to his back; him not able to react as the button was jostled. "Oh don't be a bitch" Dream laughed as he saw the tears streaming down dusts face "you know what, I think you're missing something" Dream said, smirking.

With a ping he caught dust in his blue magic, lifting him onto the bed. He fished through a cabinet for a moment before pulling out a plastic mask thing. He approached dust and lifted his head, buckling the straps around his face.

"Do you know what this is?" Dream asked, tapping on the plastic knowing full well dust couldn't answer. He waited a second "it's a mussel" he said, motioning for blue to come over. He pointed at the straps and blue nodded, running his fingers over the buckles and sealing them with magic. "This will only come off if blue wasn't it to".

Dust blinked slowly as the drugs started to wear off. Dream leaned in closed to his face and grinned "do you know was mussels are used for?" He asked. "D-du-gs" dust mumbled, saliva dripping out of his mouth. Dreams smile widened "no. There got dog that bite"