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[Red pov]
It all happened so fast, They were in underfell an attack has never been this close, Nightmare was striking with his tentacles while Dream was stalling long enough to get enough positivity for an arrow , Ink was throwing paint at Cross as he is avoiding it with gaster blasters, at the same time Blue was blocking off Killer and his knives with two bones to help the civilians behind them run to safety to Corefrisks portal to get away from Nightmares gang.
All around them there were ruins of the destroyed snowdin, logs,stones,furniture burnt and scattered from the fires and explosions of the gaster blasters.
And Red couldn’t do anything to help of course he had to get stuck between the fires can’t do anything right can you!?
A negativity blast surged from Nightmare and caught him off guard, making him slightly lose his balance.
He looked around at Dream who looked severely weakened ,and now Blue was being attacked by Cross and Killer.
What? Where was Ink?
Nightmare saw his chance and took it he grabbed Dream with his tentacles and threw him against a tree,leaving a dent in it.
A scream from Cross caught his attention,
“KILLER! boss said no killing!” Red couldn’t see enough, stupid flames.
But he could hear and there weren’t any gaster blasts anymore.
Did monsters get hurt he wondered? But of course he couldn’t see.
Rustling from trees indicating that Dream quickly recovered, he immediately teleported grabbing Blue and him opening a portal to another AU.
[Dream pov]
He opened a portal to underswap and went in as fast as he could manage.
Why was his brothers Nightmares attacks more aggressive? Where the hell was Ink? Why was it as if something was reaching for his soul ? A sound of pain interrupted Dream from his thoughts, he looked around to see Red crouching near Blue.
Was Blue corrupted injured?
Dream took one look at Blue’s injuries and knew his eye lights had gone out, he could barley focus, there was a deep slash across his sternum that was gushing blood blood blood and a surfaced looking slash that goes across his frontal bone to his temporal bone, He could feel Red’s dizziness he assumed it was from looking at the injury, too many emotions, think , focus .
Dream carried Blue to his couch his brother Stretch was napping in the room nearby,
he laid Blue on the surface and used green magic to heal him it wasn’t as strong as it used to be ever since the negativity was tipped in Nightmares favor and especially not today he was tired after using up most of his magic on the fight but it would have to do.
After a bit of time he noticed that Red had left. When did he leave? It doesn’t matter maybe Corefrisk took him. You need to focus , and grab some bandages.
[Stretch pov]
He was rudely awoken by the sound of somebody running inside his shared house,
he opened his eyes and saw Dream rushing to get some bandages he seemed to be in a hurry “ heya Dream what’s got your bones rattled ?” he said while laughing at his own pun, Dream didn’t even spare a glance before rushing out of the room his smile lowered by that, he teleported into the living room and his eye sockets widened.
His brother was unconscious on the couch wounded, Dream was crouched by him bandaging his wounds “What the hell happened?!” he said “I’m sorry Stretch i couldn’t protect your brother.” replied the guardian “There was an attack on underfell and he got injured fighting.” if he was worried he did not show it.
Stretch couldn’t do anything but watch, he knew he couldn’t have changed something even if he tried but he couldn’t help but feel that way.
[Edge pov]
Edge was walking out of yet again another council meeting no matter how many meetings no matter what they try nothing seems to change, everything we do ends up doing nothing to help protect the people change the balance.
And of course another problem appears, a corruption outbreak in flowerfell, Core frisk quarantined it according to the others, they as well took some corruption to experiment with, Alphys reported to us that they’ve never seen a corruption like that before,
As if that was a confidence booster, it apparently regenerates even if destroyed, No matter the way. The citizens that got corrupted turned hostile and savage, but if Edge recalls it has stages depending on the soul we don’t know a lot about them yet but what we do know is that If the soul is weak then it will corrupt easier than a strong soul.
Edges thoughts were interrupted when Corefrisk and Red came rushing in,quickly informing him of what had happened.
“Underfell was what?!” He said “We got everyone out, the main issue is a negativity imprint and the broken homes which we are working on” Corefrisk replied “is anyone injured?” Corefrisk remained silent “onl-“ Red was interrupted “Blue” Corefrisk said with a distant look on their face.
After exchanging more words with Corefrisk and finishing business, Edge took Red to the side and asked “Are you okay?” “I’m fine” Red replied “Are you sure?” “Yes I’m sure” Edge knew he couldn’t force Red to tell him the truth if something truly did happen to him, he knew something happened maybe not physically but something did happen and he knew.
[Nightmare pov]
He opened a portal after finishing with the negativity imprint in underfell, leading Killer and Cross inside after that he retreated back to his office.
He sighed as he sat down the balances were always tipped to his brothers Dreams favor, could it never be balanced at the least ?
A knock interrupted his thoughts “enter” he said, the door creaked as Horror was entering with a tray of food “hey boss jus’ bringing you dinner, you didn’t cm’e down to eat today”he said “set it here” after doing that Horror then proceeded to leave shutting the door behind him quietly.
Chicken tacos with a side of fries and ranch salad, huh.
That is different to what Horror usually cooks I should know since he is min emine min emin emine
That’s wrong ?
Since when did he start thinking of the gang as possessions.
‘there isn’t time to think about that.’ (whose voice was that?)
Well he should start planning his next attack.. Zephyrtale? That could be an option, except Outertale.
It is perfect even if the Destroyer decided to show up he could use some destruction on his side even if it was against him he could still cause negativity.
And there won’t be Ink to stop him considering ‘The Mighty protector’ surrendered and fled because of a sans and some greenish purplish paint.
He sensed a negative emotion inside of the castle and got up, Teleporting quickly and using magic to calm his gang down,
As he is looking at the gang, Killer looked smug,Dust frustrated and slightly angered ,Cross slightly amused and Horror irritated.
From what he could hear it would seem like Killer was insulting Dust’s hallucination of a papyrus. Again .
He entered to see Dust was chasing Killer with a knife, “Killer,Dust stop this at once” Dust stopped as if he has been commanded, that’s good.
Killer did not, he sauntered over to the couch, he needs some more work .
He sighed, “Behave” Nightmare said before retreating back to his office, he will need to find a way to deal with Killer eventually.
[Ink pov]
He couldn’t count how long it has been,
An hour? Three hours? Could it have been a day?
It felt like he had been trapped here in the doodle sphere forever.
Why couldn’t he leave? The doodle sphere didn’t allow it.
Didn’t allow anything, no entering, no exiting, he had no access to the AU’s nothing, he couldn’t use his magic , it is like he had been stripped of his power to do anything.
He felt numb, He was sweating, his mouth felt dry, paint streaming from his empty eye sockets, is it paint? Could it be blood? He felt weak, he felt shaky, he felt ill.
Did he drink any vials? Why was he trapped? Since when did he come here? How long has it been? How much longer? How much lonelier ?
It felt as if he was back there.
Was he back there ? No, no, he was in the doodle sphere, he got trapped there, remember?
He could see something moving in the background, was that Broomie? He couldn’t focus , was he having a panic attack?
Was he capable of having a panic attack?
He does not remember drinking any vials?
His vials. Where are his vials? How can he feel without them?
He needs to leave.
He can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he can’t he - he-h-
The world was starting to black out around him .
[Ink pov]
He was starting to awake.
He was still in the doodle sphere but he was a lot calmer than before, has he accepted that this might be his end?
No, (always turn a negative situation into a positive situation) just like Dream and Blue always said.
Now how do they do that, maybe they… no they wouldn’t do that, what if they.. nope definitely not, I’ll just drink from my yellow vile, that will help me be more positive, I hope.
He started moving around trying to look for an exit but to no avail, he has to admit that he’s stuck, he sat down to try and collect his thoughts maybe he can think of a way out.
“I’ll just create a list of things to try to escape, that is a good idea, right Broomie?” Broomie nodded, well tried to nod enthusiastically.
Ink started writing, and writing and writing,
Eventually he wrote 100 things to tr-
Wait, Isn’t Broomie an extension of the doodle sphere?
As soon as that thought occurred in Ink’s head Broomie’s color started fading to a pure white and dropped straight down.
Well that ended quickly, he thought. He tried to power Broomie again with his magic, yet that failed.
Great, another problem added to the list,
Just the cherry on top.
Anyways, he is bored.
Extremely bored, utterly bored, he can’t do ANYTHING and it is starting to get to him.
[Blue pov]
He was starting to regain consciousness,
He blinked, Everything was blurry, He blinked again, He started to hear a loud ringing from his left ear, his right ear he couldn’t hear anything from, Everything was still blurry, He blinked, The shapes starting to reform,The sound fading into a low beeping, The first thing he caught on was a blinding white light, Then he could see the ceiling it was also white with a streak of gold, Where was he?
He knows where. It’s the golden wing hospital, He was here when Dream needed a checkup, he was weak from the negativity but nobody was able to help. He was also here when Stretch had overused his magic and fell ill.
Was Dream okay? What happened? He remembers. Killer stabbed him, plural.
He could see Cross’s shock, He remembered the world blacking out, He felt his knees go weak.
He blinked, He was in a bed, He tried to push himself up to be able to see, He tried but his hand was too numb, He blinked, And
the pain hit like a bus.
His chest burned, he looked down to see his sternum bandaged ‘must’ve gotten stabbed there’ he thought to himself, He didn’t have much to do nobody was in room with him, and his body was numb he tried to stand again but couldn’t,
he looked around there were things attached to him but he didn’t know what they were and what they do he’ll just have to wait.
After a few minutes of staring at the celling he heard the handle of the door being turned, His brother stretch came inside along with a doctor, the doctor seemed to be a toriel variant, they were speaking to each other.
“Hello?” he tried speaking he hadn’t spoken in a while so his voice was raspy, His brother immediately turned to him,
“Blue you awake?” asked Stretch “Yes” Blue responded, After that a long awkward silence followed, Blue decided to break it “How long was I out?”
“around 16 hours.” Answered the toriel
“We made sure your wound isn’t infected and we bandaged your injuries.” Toriel said “I’ve already listed them to the guardian of positivity if your interested, although you should be fine in a few days.” toriel continued “If you feel in pain inform us, we shall give you some medications.”, She turned to Stretch “You can take a moment to talk i’ll be outside if you need me.” She said as she was leaving.
After she left Blue immediately asked Stretch “Is everyone else alright?” Stretch answered “i heard Dream mention that nobody else got injured badly.” Blue sighed in relief, a short silence following before Stretch asked “Are you okay?” He didn’t want to worry Stretch, “I’m fine” Blue answered.
“Blue i’m worried about you, you’ve been getting injured more recently” Stretch exclaimed “Hah! the great starsans Blue would never just give up like that, you should have more faith in me.”
the door creaked and a voice rang out “Blue? i heard you were awake.” both Stretch and Blue looked over, dream was standing at the doorway seeming worried, “Sup Dream.” Stretch smiled at him “Blue is fine.” he approached Blue’s bed “How are you feeling? Killer hit you pretty hard.” dream asked “I’m fine! you guys need to worry less about me.” Blue said in a dismissive tone “One day you’re gonna get yourself killed if you aren’t more careful.” Stretch said with a warning tone. “cmon you think the magnificent Blue can’t handle a few hits?” Blue replied “We aren’t saying your weak Blue, we are just very worried.” Dream said he seemed more tired than usual.
“Also doctor toriel said that you could out for a walk in the park nearby, said you’d probably prefer more sunshine.” Dream added “Yeah I think I’d like that.” Blue agreed “Will you accompany us Stretch?” Asked Dream, “Nah, I’ve got to head back to the lab.” He responded. “So you can sleep on the couch?” Blue joked with a grin on his face “Ah, you know me too well brother.” Stretch said.
“I’ll go get you a wheel chair.” Dream said as he left with Stretch, He doesn’t know how he’s gonna continue lying to them, But he couldn’t bear telling them he was truly in pain. Dream is already tired enough and has too much on his plate, And Stretch.. He wouldn’t be able to tell him.
He wonders if Ink will visit him though. Maybe he’s coming to the park with us, he’ll just have to hope he hasn’t forgotten.