Glitching Dust

Sans leaned against the wall trying not to get ill, nausea swirling around his body in waves.

"Brother, maybe you should rest?" Papyrus said gently, not liking how his siblings bones looked to his eye lights.

"Its likely just the flu bro," Sans protested.

"Brother, we can't get the flu," came Papyrus response.

There was an awkward silence.

"Fine, I'll go to bed," Sans sighed, Papyrus was such a creme puff no one could deny.

He'd murder anyone that tried to hurt him

"Rest brother, I'll bring up some soup. If your still ill tomorrow, we'll arrange a doctors appointment," Papyrus said, shooing Sans back upstairs.

"Your the best bro." came the tired response.

Sans rubbed his skull as he climbed into bed, staring at the ceiling feeling frustrated. He didn't know why he felt frustrated, there were no resets anymore. They'd settled on the surface. And Frisk that Brat...

Brat?

"Sleep Sans.." he told himself.

He felt like he was forgetting something.

Finally he fell asleep.

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"Nothing found boss," Killer said agitated.

Nightmare frowned, he knew Dust's life had not been the best with mud thrown on his loyalty but he'd known the claims false.

Dust, while broken in many ways was loyal to those that were loyal to him.

He'd actually had a very serious talk while Dust went on a walk to clear there head, not liking how they'd doubted Dust so badly due to Dream misleading words.

Dream was very good at that, so Good a person.. honey from his mouth

Poison.

"Keep looking," Nightmare ordered, he'd invited Dust into his home and it was Dusts home now also.

He would not allow others to destroy that, there AU was no place to return to.

"Got it Boss" Killer said saluting with his knife, not looking at Cross who's nasty words had upset Dust enough to take the walk.

That was week ago.

Very unlike Dust to not come back.

Cross.. looked shattered.