This morning when he woke up it was empty once he stepped out of his room. He stayed on the couch in silence just staring at the floor, possibly someone would appear and give him answers.

Maybe he was abandoned, maybe they couldn't stand him anymore and left, maybe they were gone, maybe he had a flash and killed them while they were asleep. Why was he so alone?

Soon he heard footsteps coming from the stairs bringing him out of his deep thoughts, it was Nightmare. "Ah, good morning Dust." "Uhm- mornin' boss."

"I see you're awake. If you're curious, the others had a small mission today that was planned before you joined." Dust sighed in relief, thank stars.

"Oh alright." Nightmare sat next to Dust, sipping on his coffee- which he always somehow had, it was like they had the super power to magically create coffee- or maybe he just used his teleportation magic to get it. I dunno but he just always has coffee.

Dust sighed, he was unable to find a thing to talk about to his newly found boss.

"You're a good guy, yknow that Dust?" "Huh?" "Well you're respectful, kind, smart, and you also have good reasoning skills. You are also quite talented." This just caused Dust to smile.

"I haven't really gotten to know you very well however, tell me, what do you enjoy?" Dust lit up slightly. "Oh well- I like to draw, it's not much but it's something I like to do a lot, mainly because I'm bored a lot. I also like to write and play chess, checkers and really any board game. Horror kinda made me like cooking somehow and I'm a fan of sparring thanks to Killer.." He continued on.

Nightmare smiled at this, he admired how much his teammate was excited over small things and just things he enjoyed in general. It was genuinely, cute.

Soon Dust finished and asked Nightmare about his interests, "well I like to read. Uhm- cook, writing as well I suppose and chess. That's about it for me."

"Thats nice"

It was silent for a few moments. Dust wasn't a fan of silence.

"You know, on the outside you look all menacing but on the inside you can be real kind."

Nightmare rose a brow, "what do you mean by that?" Dust looked away for a moment. "U- uh, well you care a lot about each of us even if you don't show it a lot, but in the outside you could easily murder someone."

Nightmare howled in laughter, "well that's true." He thought for a moment.

Nightmare set his coffee down and moved over a slight bit, also using a remote he had near him and turned on the television in hope for it to help with rhe silence.

Nightmare blushed a deep cyan, he wasn't sure why but he felt a weird warmness from being around Dust, it was almost like he had a weird sensation in in his chest and stomach regions.

Later

Dust was tired, sure he was finally sleeping well after not being able to sleep for weeks but it didn't help the everlasting tiredness on his skull and on his drooping eyes.

He focused on the ground, he had felt like he was going to pass out any minute now. All those weeks of no sleep was finally downing on him.

He collapsed against Nightmares side, everything fading away into a deep darkness of his slumber. Nightmare drank the rest of his coffee and set it down then looked at the other.

He seemed so peaceful and it was hard to make a move to try and wake him up, his soul was practically yelling at him not to, plus it was fluttering from him lying on his shoulder. He felt that same familiar feeling in his chest and stomach from having Dust next to him.

He brought Dust closer, almost on top of him, he smiled as he looked at him. He wanted to do more but he held himself back, what was this feeling..? Why was he so... Warm? From being near this small traumatized, psychotic skeleton.

Time passed, about an hour or so and the others had returned. Killer snickered when he saw Dust lying on Nightmares. "Wowza boss seems like you've gotta a buddy."

"Shut up Killer. I have no idea what you mean."

He raises his hands, surrendering, "alright alright, I'm gonna go ta' ma' room!" Cross rolled his eyes at the other and sat down on the couch, next to Dust and turned a movie on to the TV.

It had soon started getting late and it was time to eat dinner, Dust had slept though practically the whole day which worried Nightmare but he said nothing about it.

Killer had finally shook Dust awake. He seemed somewhat drowsy but soon got up to speed to everyone else and ate dinner with them as well.

Nightmare during the whole dinner was visibly looking at him, Killer seemed to be the only one who noticed. Soon Nightmare spoke up.

"Dust, are you okay?" Dust looked up semi confused, "u- uh yeah I'm fine." Nightmare hummed not really believing him and left him to it.

Dust stood up and grabbed his plate and silverware. "I'm not very hungry, I think I'll head in for the night." Nightmare nodded his head letting him go.

Dust put away his plate and silverware and then going to his room, but be couldn't sleep, he wasn't going to pass out like he had the nights before. He rolled up in a ball on his bed.

The voice was loud again, it was shouting almost any terrible name you could think of at him in the voice of his brother, his Papyrus. He tried to get the voice to stop but he couldn't. He couldn't yell or scream, the others had gone to sleep so that's what he did, he stayed quiet and soon, passed out on his bed, tired from fighting the voice.

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Sorry it's not much, took a lot out of me to get through, only doing it since Horror told me to focus on this fanfic since i was scattered brain over 8 different ones I'm working on TwT