GS - 1 - Trap



Question: To be honest, I wonder what's your normal word limit for each chapter-, it seems like a lot since how long the chapters are-..


Answer: I have a two thousand word minimum!


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Nightmare's gang had been having a rather good time lately, but we seemed to be going into a rough time. The balance was slowly tipping more than usual, but we were able to keep it stable nonetheless. As for battles, we weren't doing so well; Ink had recruited several other judges for "tag-teams," and they just attacked out of nowhere! It was making us a bit paranoid, if I was being honest..we didn't like sneak attacks. I was currently staying home from a battle on "doctor's orders"; my soul had been becoming slightly weaker recently due to the scares, and I needed to cut down on my activity and stay away from high-energy events, which kept me from battles for a while. Nightmare said that I would likely be returning in about a month, but I wasn't to fight until he gave the all-clear. In the meantime, Papyrus kept me company; he's the best! He was currently telling me an amazing story, and I was quite absorbed in it. 


"Then the little girl said, 'I want to be like you when I grow up!'" Paps continued. "The monster replied with, 'You will be better.' The end!" 


"That was an awesome story, Paps!" I clapped happily. "You're the best!"


"I am the Great Papyrus!"


"Hmm..when do you think the others will get back?"


"I cannot be sure, brother; would you like for me to see what is going on?"


"No, that's okay, Paps; you don't have to..I'm sure they'll be home soon."


"Dust." P- not Paps..was someone else here? That voice didn't sound familiar..


"Did you hear that, Paps?" I looked to Papyrus.


"No, brother, I didn't hear anything." Paps shook his ghostly skull.


"Huh..guess it was my imagination. Heh, being insane does that to a person, I guess."


Well, it was true; I had heard my fair share of random voices over the years. It was just another one of the "perks" of being a not-mentally-sound individual, and it was one that I had gotten used to. Once, I had heard a voice just randomly shouting, "Llama," at me for about three hours straight, and it had honestly made me question who created the voices inside the minds of insane people. Passing it off as that, I returned my attention to the worthier voice: Papyrus. I listened to his stories for a few more minutes before the annoying voice returned, louder than before.


"Dust!" It called; I ignored it. 


Two more minutes.


"Dust, come here!" It was trying to get me to go somewhere? That was interesting, but Papyrus was more interesting.


Another minute.


"Your life depends on it!" It lured; I shook my skull softly and continued to listen to Papyrus.


Thirty seconds.


"Your family depends on it.." It left that statement hanging.


..My family? No voice had ever..what was this? 


"Paps.." I was sorry to cut Paps off, but this required investigaion if my family was concerned, especially since Paps was my first family.


"Yes, brother?" Papyrus was curious as to why I had ended his story.


"I need to check something.." I stood up and unsheathed a dagger.


"What is it, brother? I believe you are not supposed to fight anyone."


"Just a hunch.."


"It is not like you to walk into danger."


"It isn't like me to listen to the voices in my head, either, but I guess today is an exception.."


"Am I not simply a voice in your head?"


"Of course not, Paps; you're my brother, which makes all the difference."


 "Oh! That is correct, I suppose."


With that said, I began to walk down a hallway cautiously, holding my dagger tightly as I neared the point at which the voice had called me from. At this point, I was honestly wondering why I was even considering listening to a voice in my mind..I felt a sense of dread as I walked down the hall.


"Brother.." Papyrus's voice was smaller than his usual tone.


"Yeah, bro?" I shouldn't have been putting my soul in this situation..I knew it couldn't take this right now..


"Why is the hallway..disappearing?"


"Wh-what?!" I looked at the floor ahead, finding that Papyrus was absolutely correct: the floor was crumbling into..white.


At this revelation, I began to back away; this was not normal! My soul was beating faster than was healthy, but I really couldn't control that right now! 


"P-Paps..." I was shaking. "T-tell me I'm dreaming.."


"Brother, this is not a dream!" Papyrus practically yelled. "Run!"


"M-my l-legs won't m-m-move.." I was too afraid; I shouldn't have listened to that stupid voice!


I found myself unable to move as the hallway crumbled, the pieces simply disappearing and turning into..whiteness. Was I going more insane than I had been before? Perhaps Paps and I were just hallucinating at the same time? Maybe..I was in the Anti-Void? I whimpered slightly as the floor beneath me fell into the same whiteness that had consumed the rest of the hallway, and in an instant, everything stopped. 


Silence.


There was no sound. There was no color. There were no strings on the roof, much to my dismay. There was only me and Papyrus. Then the voice returned..with friends.


"One survivor." 


"Weren't there at least five living there?"


"Does it matter? One is better than none."


"They can't get here." 


"I want to play!"


"Brilliant idea!"


It stopped for but a moment before it started again, in full force.


"What's your favorite color?"


"How are you still alive? You've been hurt beyond recognition!"


"Wh-what?" I looked down slowly, finding..scars everywhere?! I jumped to my feet with a yelp, finding..nothing. What was this place?!


"Aww, he's smaller than I thought!"


"Run, little skelly! Maybe you can escape!" This voice was followed by giggles.


"Yeah, run!"


"P-Papyrus!" I was crying; this was too much for my soul to handle! 


"I am here, brother; focus on my voice, not the others." Papyrus floated in front of me to help. "You just need to-" Papyrus's mouth was moving, but I couldn't hear what he was saying..


"What?"


"You need to-"


"I can't hear you!" 


"Brother, please try to listen! You need to-"


I couldn't hear him. 


"I can't hear you.." I sobbed, falling to my knees and holding my skull in my hands.


Then everything went black. I had expected that for a while, but my adrenaline and determination must have kept me awake. My soul was at a weak point, and I couldn't physically handle that..event. A dusty nightmare decided not to grace my presence as I slept; my sleep was, for once, dreamless..but that made it worse. I wondered if this was planned..the voices had mentioned wanting more than one...perhaps my family had escaped this fate by not being home. I hoped so; I didn't want any of them to be in this situation. When I woke, I found myself lying on a white surface..in a white environment..with only Papyrus to keep me company. Flashbacks of my isolation flew through my mind faster than a bolt of lightning would strike a metal pole. I sat up slowly, wondering how I hadn't already fallen down; my soul had been beating much too fast to keep me alive this long..or..how long had it been? Papyrus was floating beside me with a frown..I had made him sad.


"Paps..?" I spoke softly to the brother I had wronged..he didn't deserve this. This was all my fault..


"Oh, you are awake.." Paps smiled softly, but I knew that it wasn't real..


"I'm so sorry.."


"Brother, there is nothing to be sorry for; this is obviously some plot made by our enemies, and the others will doubtless find us soon."


"Y-you really think so?"


"Of course! The others care greatly for you, and they will search for as long as it takes!"


"Right.." I smiled. "They'll find us, bro!"


"Absolutely, brother!" Papyrus's smile looked more real now - good.


"So, do you know anything about this place yet, Paps?"


"We cannot create portals out of here, incorporeal voices speak incessantly, and time evades my practiced timekeeping skills."


"..So it's the Anti-Void, but worse?"


"Precisely."


"Well, this is going to be fun.."


"How so, brother?"


"We'll have to try not to go completely out of our minds before the others find us..which Error was unable to successfully do, but he didn't have people searching for him when Ink locked him in the Anti-Void."


"That is correct, brother..so how do you propose we do this?"


"..I have no idea, but we can hold on, right, Paps?"


"Yes, brother!"


"Unlikely with us around!"


"..How long do you think we can ignore them, Paps?" I hoped there was even a way.


"I..cannot tell you.." Papyrus sighed. "As long as possible?"


"I guess we'll have to try.."


"I'll give them two minutes."


"Ha! They're already listening closely!"


"Man, we haven't had a job since Error!"


"We should get paid more."


"We don't get paid anyway."


"We should get paid!"


"Yeah!"


"But what are we supposed to do with money? We don't have need for it!"


"It's the principle of the thing!"


"I guess you guys are right..but who would even pay us?"


"Hmm.."


I curled up under the harshness of the white landscape, pulling my jacket around myself tightly; it was cold in here. I hoped my family would try to find me, although I wouldn't blame them if they decided that I wasn't worth it; I truly wasn't worth their time, no matter how much they insisted..I was useless. I didn't deserve their kindness, and I didn't deserve their love..I had been so stupid! Now my brother and I were trapped in a carbon-copy of the Anti-Void, unable to escape. I had failed my brother..he didn't deserve this! He deserved to be free! I wept as I thought of all the things we had planned..tonight was going to be a movie marathon in the theater room, and we had over ten films that everyone had wanted to watch. Killer's birthday was coming up next month..I hoped we were out of here before then; I didn't want to miss Killer's birthday. I had promised Paps and Chara that I would act as their chaperone for a trip around the multiverse in three months..I knew that Paps was looking forward to that. The little things came to mind; I was going to clean Nightmare's library for him when the others went out on their next run..I supposed I wasn't going to be doing that as soon as I had hoped.


I just had to wait for them; I knew that they would come, despite the fact that I didn't deserve to be saved. That was just how they were; they were the kindest souls in the multiverse, and they would help anyone at any time, if they could. I wished I was worthy of their kindness and care; I wasn't. I was just an insane skeleton with a lot of problems. I listened to the voices speak amongst themselves, sometimes talking about me, sometimes talking about other things. There was one thing that remained constant, however; they wouldn't stop talking. If there was anything I hated, it was ten people trying to speak at the same time and talking over eachother to do it; that was my least favorite thing, aside from isolation and the thought of not having my family by my side. Right now, two of those boxes were practically marked off..but I had Papyrus. I wasn't completely isolated, thankfully, since he was here with me! The voices were still annoying, though..but I could try to focus on Papyrus instead of them. I asked Papyrus to tell me a story, which he did happily, telling me that everything was going to turn out fine in the end; I knew it would. The others would come for us.


As I listened to the first of many stories, I focused on Papyrus and not the white background that had been plaguing my vision since it had appeared..which might have been hours ago or days ago, depending on circumstances; I didn't really know. All that I knew was that Papyrus was telling me a story, and I had to listen. That was my focus right now. The voices eventually grew softer in my mind as I diverted all of my attention to Papyrus; he would keep me stable.


I just wished I knew for how long.


~~~chapter end woot~~~


Dust bean and Paps bean are stuck ;-;


Thanks for reading my stuck writing!


Bye!

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