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And that, was how monsterkind was wiped from the face of earth

Undyne learns about True Heroes.

I come from a three days long Speedrun of watching a playthrough of in Stars and Time and yes. Simply yes. I love this game. It has become one of my new hyperfixations.

(also I found out that I relate to Siffrin far too much for me to be normal but eh, it surely won't come back to bite at me when I least expect it to :3)

Bad Sansuary day 11: hands (feat. Horror)

I am using a little OC of mine for this, since I think she really fits the Bad Sanses (ahem she's crazy ahem). We're in a scenario where she's been with the gang for a while now. There is no romanticism in this, I think it'll mainly be her interacting with the gang following the prompts. It's also a weird mix of canon, fanon and headcanon. I tried my best, but beware of the cringe >_<

Every character belongs to its respective owner

Ashes belongs to me

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

It had been a while ever since anything interesting happened. There hadn't been missions nor supply runs as the Boss was satisfied with how everything was going for now, and nothing special happened in the castle also as Ashes seemed to tone down her "pranks" a little ever since what happened with Horror. He had to say, she recovered pretty well considering what he did to her. The others questioned what happened to her incessantly when she came back but whether she knew what really happened or not she avoided all the questions.

Everyone was busy doing their own things, Killer down in the training room because he probably wanted to send away some of his boredom by beating up the dummies, Dust was in his room probably taking a nap or doing something with his phone, the Boss being in his office as always handling whatever paperwork he had and Ashes being somewhere in the castle, either wandering or with Killer. Ever since what Horror called the Lesson she seemed to take a particular interest in Killer, neglecting Horror and Dust, not that they were complaining really. The more time she stayed away from them the better.

As for Horror, he was actually in the living room with some wooden blocks besides him and some little already carved wooden statues on his other side, him working on one right now. He had some carving knives in his hands, and used his sharp claws to carve little details from time to time, putting everything he finished on his right side and taking another block from the ones on his left to repeat the process again. Every statue he had was some kind of animal, mostly preys like bunnies but some were also predators, like the bear he had just finished drawing, and some being things from his AU like the cannibal Temmies that lived in Waterfall or the beasts that roamed Snowdin's woods that terrified even him.

Not many people knew that Horror liked carving things. Well, he didn't like just that, he liked doing many things that usually involved using his hands. Back in his AU he could only do it with set things that were useful, like sorting through the food they had or recalibrating his puzzles when Papyrus insisted on it, but here he wasn't under as much pression so he found different things he could do. Of course some things he kept, like sharpening his weapons or going through the food stocks, but he had also found that wood carving and a few other things coulddo the trick. It was kinda relaxing, it kept his hands and his mind occupied on the task he had and he could forget where or who he was for a second, just doing things.

That was until a certain someone ruined the quiet and came to disturb him in the middle of carving another statue.

"Sooooo, wassup big giant?"

Ashes popped up out of seemingly nowhere, getting near his table and grabbing one of his statues. She inspected it close, looking at it for a few moments before tossing her up and down in the air, catching it before it hit the pavement before throwing it again.

"Whatcha doin with these little things?"

Horror sighed and muttered a curse under his breath. While it was true that she wasn't as damaging as before, Ashes was still very annoying without being a straight up problem. He made sure all his other statues were safe before answering, eyelight still trained on the block he was carving now.

"You blind? I'm carving some things."

She just chuckled, propping herself up on the table with her arms under her as she laid her chin on her hands with a smug expression.

"Jeez, no need to be so pissy, I was just asking.~"

Horror knew she wasn't just asking, she was searching for entertainment and she conveniently found him so now she'd annoy him. Even with what he did, she could never be scared off that easily and always came back.

"Ohhhh, this one looks interesting~"

She took another one of his statues, representing one of the monsters back in Horror's AU, and looked at it closely before starting to juggle with it and the other she had snatched earlier, making complex tricks with them and looking at Horror

"Aww, not impressed? Oh well, guess I'll have to step it up a notch then~"

And with that, she summoned a fireball and started juggling with it too. Horror immediately got a little tense, but made no move as he just observed Ashes with a wary eye. She had pulled some stunts like this before, but he tended to notice they almost never ended up in destruction, and he knew Ashes was laying low recently, so he wasn't overly worried. Still, he kept a close eye on her as she juggled with admittedly impressive skill, sometimes even using one hand while the other took other statues and added them in. When she eventually stopped, she piled the statues in one hand while grabbing the fireball with the other and extinguishing it by closing the hand, putting all the statues back in their places. She giggled at Horror's surprised expression.

"I see I managed to impress you~"

Horror stared ar her, then at the statues before asking

"Where'd you learn to do that"

At this, her smile got a little wider, as she tilted her head and answered

"You're not the only one who can keep secret hobbies, big guy."

She paused for a moment, staring into the void, before adding

"Once you do what I did and learn what I learned, it's easy to develop skills with your hands very, very quickly. But you know all about that, don't you?"

At that, Horror stayed silent. It was true. The only reason he was so good with his hobbies was because of what he did back in his AU.

"Aaaaanyway, I'm going to see if I can find a bird to hang to the ceiling. Cya!~"

And with that, she was gone.

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Bad Sansuary day 1: Differences (feat. Dust)

First time doing this, I hope it'll be fun.

I was planning on using a little OC of mine for this, since I think she really fits the Bad Sanses (ahem she's crazy ahem) so yeah, hope you'll like it. We're in a scenario where she's been with the gang for a while now. There is no romanticism in this, I think it'll mainly be her interacting with the gang following the prompts. It's also a weird mix of canon and fanon. I tried my best, but beware of the cringe >_<

Note: I rush-finished this story while up in the middle of the night and sleep deprived. Hope you still like it

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

Dust Sans belongs to @ask-dusttale

Ashes belongs to me

Edit: reposted this because internet was acting up and erased it so I had to rewrite it T_T

It was a quiet day in Nightmare's castle today. A peaceful day. The halls were silent, Phantom hadn't popped up so far, Killer was nowhere near Dust so he couldn't pester him, and there were no missions they had to do. It was one of those days where you would be more than happy to just lay down on your bed, or in Dust's case the couch, and stare at the ceiling as time slowly drifted away and you sank deeper and deeper into your thoughts and into apathy until everything became meaningless-

Sounds of glass breaking and quiet giggles came from the kitchen.

... That was if Ashes didn't get in the way of the peace.

Dust groaned as he sat up from the couch in the living room and slowly dragged himself over to the kitchen, leaning on the door frame and observing the situation. The kitchen was the same as always, with an oven, a fridge, a stove, some counters and the shelves with the glasses and the plates over it all. The only difference was Ashes and the impressively big pile of glass shards at her feet. Also, the majority of the glasses weren't in their place, giving Dust a pretty clear idea of what happened. Ashes stared at the pile at her feet and erupted in a fit of giggles, her wide smile and crazed eyes rivaling his own when he was in battle or having a breakdown. He just stared back as she locked eyes with him, then grabbed a handful of shards and threw them in the air, making small clinking sounds when they hit the ground again. Dust was pretty sure Ashes cut her hand in the process, but didn't comment on it as she sauntered over to him like what she did was completely normal. She did a big bow almost like she was mocking him with it, then spoke in a teasing and cheerful tone.

"Why hello there my fellow team member with dead spirits following him around! I hope you had a good nap there on the couch~”

Dust ignored that as he looked at the glass shards on the floor.

"You're gonna get in trouble with the Boss”

Ashes put a finger on her chin as she tapped on it in a fake contemplating motion.

"Eh, I'll get out of the punishment alive! ... Or maybe not, who knows, who cares, certainly not me!”

She turned her back on him and then bent backwards, staring at him all the meanwhile.

"After all, death is just a social construct and life is just an illusion!”

Dust didn't even blink at that. He was used to her shenanigans by now. He also was used to her random fits of chaos causing, whether that be through breaking stuff or pranking, her eccentric personality and her nonchalance about death in general. Because sure, it wasn't like everyone here had a particular fear of death, but she straight up laughed in front of it. She took hit after hit and somehow, always seemed to come out alive.

Ashes smiled as she booped him in the nose completely at random. Dust retreated a little from her at that, a little annoyed she just booped him for no reason.

"Why did you do that?”

She shrugged.

“It's fun! C'mon, mood killer, don't be like all those people who can only see their own point of views. Be fun, be strange, be different! Normal is so overrated don't you think?”

She kept smiling that unsettling smile as she got past him and out of the kitchen.

“Well, I'm gonna see how many birds I can kill and then string up to the ceiling. See you~”

She left the kitchen with a small laugh, leaving Dust there alone.

He stared at the jagged pieces of glass as they reflected back a broken version of him a thousand times, thinking about what Ashes said. Most of the time, she said mainly nonsense to confuse him and the others, but this time he actually started reflecting on something he never really stopped to think about before. Ashes really was something different from everything he had ever seen.

She was a peculiarity even among them, the most famous gang who caused evil in the Multiverse. In a Multiverse full of versions of yourself, you could hardly be considered different from others. Ashes could manage that effortlessly. Dust was pretty sure there weren't many versions of her or one of her species for whatever reason, her monster race alone setting her apart from the rest. She wasn't a skeleton. Her true form, a dragon, was often replaced by a more comfortable shape of semi-human looking disguise. Even if they were all more or less crazy here, Ashes took it to another completely different level, one that even Killer and, Dust suspected, Nightmare couldn't fully understand. She reminded Dust of himself or one of the others during a breakdown, but on a constant scale and ten times worse. She didn't seem to care about anything (the Boss, the missions, the other members of the gang) aside from one single crucial thing: chaos. It was like she fed on it like Nightmare fed on negativity, and Dust doubted anyone knew how or why she could. Ever since she willingly came up to Nightmare and asked to join, something that never happened before, she got more and more of a mystery for the inhabitants of the castle. And let's not get started on her power to consume souls to get stronger.

She was different from them all in everything, from physical to mental. Nobody knew why. And Dust found himself uncomfortable as he discovered he didn't know if it was either for good or bad.

Fun fact 1: you know how I said that for me physical DETERMINATION and mental determination are two different things? That actually is something canon in Undertale. Let me explain. In Legends of Localization, a book written by the translators of the game to explain the process of translating the game from english to japanese, to make the ideas clear to the translators Toby explained what exactly is determination in Undertale. This is the explanation:

So yeah, I thought it'd be fun to share, especially since many people haven't read the book. I remember watching a video of a theorist, hearing him talk about this note, and the next thing you know is that I changed my AU to include this information too. Thought it'd be nice to explain my reasoning.

Ok this is all, bye!

Bad Sansuary day 7: blanket (feat. Dust)

I am using a little OC of mine for this, since I think she really fits the Bad Sanses (ahem she's crazy ahem). We're in a scenario where she's been with the gang for a while now. There is no romanticism in this, I think it'll mainly be her interacting with the gang following the prompts. It's also a weird mix of canon and fanon. I tried my best, but beware of the cringe >_<

Every character belongs to its respective owner

Ashes belongs to me

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

The mission had taken its toll on everyone, and Dust could see it. Even the Boss was a little exhausted, having fought against Dream in a mainly positive AU. They weren't supposed to fight the Star Sanses there, the original mission was to kill a King Papyrus in a Neutral Ending AU to ensure anarchy and increase the negativity in the AU and then go away, but Core Frisk saw them this time and warned the Stars, and Ink caught them off guard as he had found a way to teleport them all into a positive AU where the gang would be at disadvantage. They held their own, managing to somehow not get seriously injured until Nightmare opened a portal and they all fled.

They were all tired, to the point of almost collapsing where they stood, and Nightmare let them go immediately after they got back for once. It was clear he was very tired as well even if he didn't show it, and Dust couldn't really complain about it. While the Boss mostly left them alone, it wasn't wise to stick around him when he was in a bad mood, and after a mission ended up like this he was always in a bad mood. They all kept silent as he went to his office and shut the door, and they could all feel some of the tension release. They headed to their respective rooms in silence, but suddenly Dust felt a wave of dizziness hit him as he felt himself fall with a thud to the floor.

He felt someone coming at his side and helping him up, but he was too out of it to care. He felt himself being brought somewhere and then he was laid down on a soft surface, probably the couch in the living room. He was kinda cold, but he couldn't find the energy to search and get anything to warm for himself. Exhaustion from too much magic usage was nasty.

Some discussion started up, the voices confused and blurred, but eventually they left and he was left alone to try and regain some consciousness. He groaned as things slowly got a little less blurry, but a headache slowly started to build up, and he shut his eyes as he also heard faint whispers. He ignored everything and focused on trying to get a grip on himself instead, somehow slowly managing.

"Soooooo, Dusty, how's it hanging for you buddy?"

His eyes opened again, focusing on a blue figure beside him. Ashes.

She was toying with a knife, twirling it between her fingers, balancing it by the tip on her palm and moving it near her cheek or left eye at random times. Her usual smirk was backed up by a curious look, and she poked at his hand as if trying to figure out what he was doing. He tried to move away from her, but the tiredness pervading his body didn't let him move much.

She smiled as she stopped playing with the knife, instead pointing it at him and making a gesture taking in his whole body.

"Y'know, you really worried the behemoth back there. The big giant probably saw countless monsters fall to their knees like you did only to dust on the spot because of the starvation, back in his AU. He thought you were gonna go down like that too, would you believe it? He's cooking up a feast for you right there in the kitchen. Boy you have no idea how worried he is!"

She raised her hands to the sky, letting out a giggle as she said those words and observed them take effect into the mind of the dust skeleton. Before Dust could say anything, she continued.

"And as for Oil leak... Well, despite not being able to feel worry, he actually got you something, would you believe it? Almost makes one sentimental..."

She stared off into the void, lost in whatever thoughts her contorted mind produced, losing concentration for a moment before snapping back to reality and smiling at him. He shivered.

"I stole it from him the moment he turned his back, but don't tell him, aye? Would ruin the fun. After all, seeing him search for something all around the castle would be quite entertaining."

He narrowed his inexistent eyebrows at her, but before he could talk she kept talking, on a full rambling streak

"Of course, I'm not just here to taunt your bed ridden and fatigue pervaded body. Nah, I'm here to offer you a deal."

She took out a pillow and a blanket from seemingly out of nowhere, waving them in front of him just out of his reach.

"Now, I know that couch isn't exactly the most comfortable place to rest in the castle, and I also know that you tend to get cold when you used too much magic. So, like the good teammate I am, I brought here these things that I totally did not steal from Killer"

She leaned forward, tilting her head and staring him directly in his eyes.

"I'll give you these two little gifts if in exchange you will pass me the things you can't eat from the feast the big guy is preparing you. I doubt you will be able to eat all of that anyway, I'm starving and we don't waste food. Looks like a win-win to me right?~"

Dust stared at her, weighting the request she made. On one hand, it looked innocent enough, but on the other hand nothing was straightforward with Ashes. He stared at her, eyes boring into her soul to find her intentions, but she remained unreadable.

"Aw c'mon, Dusty, I'll even get some bottles of alcohol from the Boss's stash to sweeten up the deal mhm?~"

He spoke up.

"Won't you get caught?"

She laughed at that, looking at him like he was the crazy one.

"Silly, who said I cared?~"

She stared, smile widening a little.

"So, do we have a deal?~"

Dust hesitated, then he shrugged and grabbed the pillow, putting it under his head. Why not. After all he doubted she could do anything drastic with what she asked. Her smile widened at that, and she chuckled.

"Very well~"

She grabbed the blanket and laid it on Dust, covering him completely and even making sure it wouldn't slide. Eventually, she stepped back and patted Dust patronizingly on the head, giggling a little.

"Sleep tightly, Dusty~"

With that, Dust felt the tiredness come back ten times stronger, and as he slowly slipped into the darkness Ashes's smile was the last thing he saw.

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