Chapter 1

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It was about 6 in the morning and Nightmare was already waking everyone up. How does he wake up so early and still take care of a load of skeletons with the mental age of 5? One word: Dream

Dream was always the immature one of the two twins. He was also terrifying when he was angry, there's two options when you get him mad, 1. Run 2. Try and swing your knife at him, fail, try desperately to squirm out of the tentacle, fail at that, and then eventually give up and accept your faith of possible death. Yeah, Killer wasn't going down without a fight...

Speaking of Killer...

Killer P.O.V.

Bored... still bored... I look at the knife in my hand, twirling it and throwing it. I woke up at around 3 a.m. I think... I tried going back to sleep. And I did, that was until I had a dream about the genocide run. Ever since then I've just been playing with the knife, waiting for Nightmare to come and (annoyingly) wake us up. Or in my case, make my lazy ass get out of bed.

I'm not too sure why I'm not just doing that myself, meh... I hear footsteps by the  door. I place the knife on my bedside table and sit up on my bed, he comes in, well... more like bursts in, and was about to tell me to wake up. However, I was obviously already awake. "Awake already?" "No I just sleep sitting up, with my eyes open" I joke. He just glares at me and goes to wake up the others. Nightmare was probably going to get Horror to make breakfast, since he was the only one who knew how to cook, and he stopped putting human body parts in the food...

Yeah, fun fact, a human arm actually tastes like a piece of chicken... which is disturbing to me for some reason.

Eventually, after pondering about how human and chicken taste the same, I decide to get up, get dressed, and head downstairs. Error usually gets straight up after Nightmare wakes him up, so he's probably going to be down there. Error is definitely my best friend. I mean, Horror and Dust are definitely there and so is Cross... but I feel like if I want someone to talk to, or someone I feel the most happy around, it would be Error.

Author P.O.V.

After Killer having an internal monologue of all his friends, he heads downstairs, to -as he guessed- Error sitting at the table, waiting to help Horror make the breakfast. "Oh hEy kIllEr!"  Killer smiled and sat down next to Error. It always confused him and pretty much everyone else on how the God of Destruction was so adorable. They both chatted here and there about different subjects, until eventually everyone came filing down the stairs.

Horror P.O.V.

After Nightmare waking me up from my dream, (like the little bitch he is), and telling me I had to make breakfast, I started getting ready. I headed downstairs along with pretty much everyone else and there was Killer, with Error... I don't know why, but I felt something unfamiliar in my soul. It felt like a mix of... anger  and... sadness, lonliness? I always felt like that when Killer was getting along with someone else, especially when he was talking to Dust... I don't know why, us three are best friends, and I can't remember a single time when we haven't made up a mili-second after we'd have an argument.

Whatever, I started making breakfast, even though Error and Cross can 100% cook better than me, although the chances of them putting chocolate in whatever they're making is seriously high. So maybe not...

I probably WOULD of just made cereal for all of us, but Cross would have mental breakdown and possible panic attack if we got milk anywhere near him. Honestly, he's so over-dramatic... his fear is so ironic aswell! He's afraid of black and white, and he wears black and white ALL the time! And he CONSTANTLY complains on how he's 'too hot' when he wears 50 layers of clothing at the least.

I started getting everything set up and Error instantly came over to help me make the breakfast. Error, Cross and at times Killer are definitely the innocent beans. Well Killer isn't innocent- just cute. I almost stop dead in my tracks. Since when did I think of Killer as 'cute.' Well I mean it is true- but I think I might stick to something like 'kawaii' sounds less gay.

*time skip to after breakfast*

"OK, we have some missions to do, Cross with Epic, Killer, Horror and Dust  together, and Error will stay here with me." I couldn't help but smirk at the fact that Nightmare wanted Error to stay with him, so adorable~

Anyways, I need to go up and get my axe. I looked up to see Dust getting up aswell, probably to get a knife or something.

Dust's P.O.V.

I start to get up, I don't why, seeming as I usually just use my magic on whatever  mission we're doing. I find myself walking to Killer's room. I knock and come in, seeing him searching through his many knife collection, like seriously, once me and Horror counted how much was there, and there was, like, 50,000. I'm assuming he's looking for his favourite one, which is the one me and Horror legit made him for his birthday. I come in unnoticed to look around for it myself, he was most likely to get distracted during his own search for it. It didn't take that long to find it, seeming as it was on the bedside table. I pick it up and throw it at him, aiming for his skull. And, (as expected) he was able to dodge it and catch it.

He whipped around and looked at me with this pouty face. 'Heh, cute'
Whoah, wait, what?! Where did that thought come from? He looked at me kinda weirdly. Oh, shit, did I say that aloud? "Um... you OK there Dust? I asked if you wanted to head downstairs, unless you wanted to get a knife for yourself, and you were just staring off into the distance."  "Oh, uh, sorry, must've spaced out, heh" 'Idiot.'

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"There you two idiots are, I was almost worried for your safety."
"Oh come on boss, you know you love us~~" Killer teased. I chuckled. And, he never denies it. Boss does care about us, he just doesn't show it, why? Because he's scared... he showed love and affection before, but that ended up nowhere. He claims he should've killed Dream along with all those villagers, even though we all know he would never have the heart to do so. Now the only 'love' he shows is L.O.V.E. Shame, really, it reminds a bit too much if myself.

Note to self: never listen to someone who you just met, and only told jokes to, because it's going to get a whole entire race wiped out, over and over and over again. It will then eventually drive you into madness, to do the same thing, to defeat a 10 year old. Fail, try again and again and again. Eventually give up, get help from an octopus, and then find people just like you. Ask me how I know.

"nIghty, whY Am I stAyIng hErE wIth yOU?" Nightmare blushed at the nick-name. "There's no other room left for you to go on the mission, no more groups.."
"BUt cAn't I jUst gO wIth crOss and EpIc?"
"Nope." Wow, he just gave it straight like that, okay. I look over to see Killer and Cross looking like they're going to fangirl at any moment. Any moment now... I notice it. "3" everyone looks over to me confused. "2" and then they look over knowingly "1" "nueipfhiu9eqfboyurwbvu89b SO CUUUTTTTEEE" they both fangirl, while jumping up and down and clapping they're hands together.

Nightmare just puts his hood up to hide his obvious blushing face, it took Error a moment, but once he caught on, he just hid in his scarf. "J-just GO you dumbasses, Dust, Horror and Killer, littletale, Cross and Epic, outertale" well, that's what we're doing for the day. Killing little children... one who's the younger version of us... wow... welp, since we don't have a choice may aswell get going. "Wow, killing the younger version of you? That's sad"
"Shut up Papyrus" I mutter under my breath, of course he didn't... Great, I get to deal with him now aswell as the fact that I actually am killing younger me.

A/N
Hope you enjoyed! I know I could've done better and probably, and the chapter longer, but oh well... have a great day/afternoon/evening/night!

~your neighBROhood bestie

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