Blade (Short Story)

The Mistake

One time. They did it one time and this happens. Dust paced Killer's room, trying to think this through. "this is fucking stupid! we can just throw it out and the rest will take care of itself!" He turned to his silent boyfriend. "why don't we just dust it ourselves and be done with it?" Killer asked. "no, no.. as much as i'd love to do that, nightmare will wonder how we got dust on ourselves staying in the castle. disappearing for a half an hour is more normal. we do it all the damn time." Dust explained. Killer nodded. "point taken. so where, underfell? horrortale? underlust?"
"underlust? why underlust?" Dust was thrown off to which Killer shrugged. "the monsters there are protective of their children. it would be safe there. at least for a while."
"isn't that the opposite of what we want?" Dust asked. Killer shrugged again. "must be the damn souling influencing me or something. i am the one carrying it."
"don't worry kills, i'll take care of this. Dust kissed Killer's cheekbone and left the room, likely to scout out places to put it where it'd be killed quickly. Killer put his hand where the souling was. He didn't want it to die.

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When the day came and the skeleton was born, Killer wouldn't let Dust kill it. He insisted she either stay with them, or be placed where she could be properly raised. Dust wasn't very impressed, say the least. Not until he saw her himself. For skeletons, parental instincts ran deep. All it took was a glance at his child and he was agreeing with Killer that they couldn't kill it. It was a little embarrassing for the murderous duo. "undertale." Killer suggested suddenly. "what?"
"we can hide her in undertale, nobody would dare try and touch the au unless they want the multiverse to collapse."
"you're... not wrong. do you think classic would raise her though? she does look like... us." She did too. Her left eyelight was blue with a red ring around it while the other was pitch black. Both sockets were leaking that black substance too. It was obvious that she was theirs. But did they have any other choice? They wanted to give her a chance at a good life at least. So, they dropped her off in Undertale, at Classic's station.

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When Classic saw the child bundled up in the coverof his station, he was confused, at first. When he saw who's kid it was, things were still confusing, but they'd cleared up a bit more. "welp. this is unexpected. i guess you're stuck with me now, huh kiddo?" He called his mate. "hey, uh, red? how would you feel about having another kid?" Classic asked as he checked if the black substance could be wiped away. It came right back. "a-another- you're pregnant!?" Classic snorted at the assumption. "nah. two boys are enough for me as far as giving birth goes... killer and dust on the other hand.." He tickled the baby who laughed and cooed. "i think i'll call be blade, seeing as that's her parents weapons of choice." Red was quiet. "your not giving me a choice, are you?"
"sorry red, i can't just leave her to freeze. they choose me to care for her for a reason." Red sighed. "well alright then... blade it is." Classic chuckled. "thanks red. welcome to the family, blade." Classic cooed to the smiling baby bones.