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Monster Under the Bed

Night 5. Error

Inspired by @starzeah123

(Language warning)

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Thud.

“FU-U-CK!!¡!”

You sat up. That was definitely a different voice and they didn’t sound… reasonable. After meeting Killer last night, you were hesitant to show yourself until you knew your new guest wasn’t directly dangerous. Killer hadn’t hurt you but he’d implied that he wanted to. You were just trying to be safe.

“D-D-Disg-gusting…” said the glitchy voice. “Wh-Where the he-he-hell did h-he-?” There was a pause and then you heard cloth shifting and the telltale squeak of your rubber ducky plush. He gasped. “O-Oh my sta-sta-stars! M-M-Mine n-now.”

Okay, maybe this guy wasn’t so bad.

“Hello?”

Nevermind!

Blue strings shot onto your bed and yanked you onto the floor by your soul. You cried out in pain at the fall and the tight strings on your soul. This was not at all what you were expecting.

A monster stood over you. A skeleton with a void black skull and odd bright colors decorating his body. His sockets were a piercing red instead of the hollow black you were used to. His yellow teeth grinned at you menacingly but it was difficult to take him seriously while he cradled your duck plush in one arm.

“Gr-Gr-Great. Ano-o-other anomaly-y to de-delete.” He growled.

“Wait!” You couldn’t move anything but your head and it scared you. It probably had something to do with your soul not sitting in your chest properly. “Wait, I’m not a threat to you!”

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “As i-i-if y-you could b-be.” The fingers of his free hand which held the strings attached to your soul started to curl. You felt immense pain in your entire body.

“AH!!! Wait!!” Ditch effort but here goes. “I know the guys!!”

The strange skeleton paused. “…Th-The g-guys? Be m-m-more specif-if-ific.”

“Cross! And Killer and Horror and Dust! They’ve been coming by every night!” You said, trying to keep the pain out of your voice.

The skeleton raised a brow. “You m-met Ki-Killer? An-An-and survi-vi-vived-d?” He laughed and the ducky squeaked. “I-I-I’d say I d-don’t believe-eve y-you, b-but…” He looked under the bed and his eyelights seemed to lock on that location. “I-I-I c-can see th-the c-c-code. H-Hmm.” He turned back to you. “W-What did y-y-you do?”

“Uh… I fed them spaghetti.”

The skeleton burst into laughter. “Sp-Spaghet-et-etti?? Those sym-sympathetic id-d-diots!”

“Would you like some?” You offered.

He paused and looked at you. “E-Eat y-your stupid fr-friend-endship spaghet-etti? F-F-Fuck n-no. The o-only th-thing of in-interest y-you could po-po-possibly have i-is choco-colate.”

“Oh. I have some chocolate too.” Oddly enough, you immediately regretted saying that.

His eyes locked on you and you suddenly felt a strong sense of dread. “Wh-Where?”

You glanced at the door and then your bound soul. “Uh… I can go get it if you-“

The strings fell off your soul. “Get it.” He demanded. Not asked. Demanded.

He was probably used to getting his way. Despite that, you didn’t see a reason not to get the chocolate.

You stood and walked into the kitchen, your guest right behind you. “A friend gave me some a few weeks ago and I never got around to eating any.” Opening a cabinet, you pulled out a box of chocolates.

The box was immediately snatched from your hands by the greedy gremlin.

“Geez. Warn me next time?” You chuckled as he practically inhaled the chocolates. You could have sworn you saw multiple tongues scoop the chocolates out of the box but it was dark so you weren’t sure.

When he finished, you spoke again. “Was it good?”

“Psh.” He scoffed, tossing the empty box aside. “N-Not even m-my top fifty-ty-ty.”

You raised an eyebrow. “How often do you have chocolate?”

“A-A-All the t-time.” He walked past you and his strings pushed you out of the way though you weren’t even close to him or the duck. “Th-The r-room is m-m-mine n-now. H-Have f-f-fun on the c-c-couch.” The door to your room shut and locked before you could even process what happened.

So… the couch.

Without so much as talking back to the skeleton who obviously thought the world revolved around him, you got settled on the couch. Despot the initial scare and soul grab, tonight had gone by a lot faster than the last few encounters.

He’d be gone in the morning. You were sure of it.

He was not gone.

You were roughly yanked off the couch by your soul, again. And looked up to see the dark skeleton standing over you, again.

He let go of his strings and they released your soul. “Oh m-my st-stars! J-Just get up-p!” He growled impatiently, the ducky still under his arm.

You stood, stretching and holding back grumbles and groans at the rough treatment. “Morning.”

He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms around the plush, making it squeak softly. “Sh-Shut up. You’ve c-c-caught N-Nightmare-are’s attenti-tion. H-He’s a th-thousan-sand t-times w-worse than Ki-Killer a-and he’s af-after y-you. S-So don’t b-be an id-idiot an-and actually l-lock y-your d-d-doors.” He gave you a manic grin. “O-Or d-don’t. I-I w-would enjoy-joy s-seeing m-more vi-violence in th-this world. It’s-s b-boring-ing.”

You blinked. “…I’ve caught whose attention?”

He grinned. “I-I th-think I’ll le-leave that-at t-to y-y-you.” A glitchy white rift opened up behind him and he stepped through.

“Hey! Wait! You can’t just drop that on me and leave!” You sputtered in frustration.

He just grinned at you and the rift closed with a glitchy pop.

. . .

“Great.”

YO LETS DO THIS!!!

SANS AU TUMBLR SEXYMAN MASTERPOST

[Updates everyday]

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ROUND 1

Seraphim (The Thought by TratserEnoyreve) vs FellSwap Sans (FellSwap Gold by Blackgum) Fell (UnderFell by Fella/Vic) vs Color (OtherTale by Super Youmna) Cross (XTale by Jael Peñaloza) vs Murder (DustTale by ask-dusttale) Swap (UnderSwap by p0pcornPr1nce) vs Fatal!Error by Xedramon Error by CrayonQueen vs Horror (HorrorTale by Sour-Apple-Studios) Saness (UnderPants by Sr Pelo) vs Killer by Rahafwabas Epic (EpicTale by yugogeer12) vs Reaper (ReaperTale by Ren) SwapDream by Song_A and Litemong vs Nightmare (DreamTale by Jokublog) Insans (Alive by tatatale) vs Crossbones (TS!Underswap by Team Switched) Ink (_____Tale by Comyet) vs Bill!Sans by Hwamyong Fresh by CrayonQueen vs Outer (OuterTale by 2mi127) Slash by ProductionRoxy vs Ganz (GZTale by NixenSiBrat) Dream (DreamTale by Jokublog) vs Pale!Ink by Unu-nunium Fresh!Ink by Comyet vs Therapist by tehRogue Geno (AfterTale by CrayonQueen) vs G!Sans by Borurou (EchoTale by Yoralim) Arz by DanielaVE vs Lust (UnderLust by NSFWshamecave)

Roshambo

Unkultiviertes Schwein

(rolls eyes)

/jk

“Scissors cuts paper, paper covers rock, rock crushes lizard, lizard poisons Spock, Spock smashes scissors, scissors decapitates lizard, lizard eats paper, paper disproves Spock, Spock vaporizes rock, and as it always has, rock crushes scissors.”

Rock crushes Scissors & Lizard

Paper covers Rock & disproves Spock

Scissors cuts Paper & decapitates Lizard

Lizard eats Paper & poisons Spock

Spock smashes Scissors & vaporizes Rock

Monster Under the Bed

Night 1. Dust

Night 2. Cross

Night 3. Horror

Night 4. Killer

Night 5. Error

Night 6. Nightmare

Night 7.

These men are under yo bed-/jj

(I wish I could keep this art style GRRR)

Monster Under the Bed

Night 4. Killer

Inspired by @starzeah123

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Thud.

“Woah! … Ooh~! Soft!”

You stretched as you woke to your guest. “Morning.” You yawned.

A skeletal head peeked at you before you could move to look, lightless eye sockets stared at you. “Well, hi!”

You flinched back, not expecting your visitor to immediately get up in your face.

“Whatcha doin’?” He asked and tilted his head. There was a big, slightly concerning grin on his face.

“Uh…” You watched him carefully. For whatever reason, you didn’t trust this skeleton. “I was sleeping. Now I’m wondering if you came back for food?”

He chuckled. “Came back?” Despite lacking eyelights, you felt him look you up and down. “I’ve never even met you before. Who’dja meet?” His grin looked pleasant but was bothering you for some reason.

“What do you me- oh! I met Cross.” You replied. “And the big guy with the red eye.”

His grin spread somehow. “Crossy and Horror! And they didn’t kill you?” He tilted his head curiously as if he hadn’t just commented on your death like the weather.

There was a sense of danger and dread as you sat up a little to put some distance between you and the monster under your bed. “…No. If his name was Horror, what’s yours?”

He gave you a sly look. “Asking for my name already? You haven’t even told me yours~.”

“Oh! Right, sorry.” Despite your intuition and the obvious red flags of this guy, you offered your hand to shake. “I’m y/n.” You smiled genuinely.

His smile looked wrong on his face. He took your hand to shake. “Killer.”

“That’s… an interesting name.” You commented.

“It’s technically a nickname.” He chirruped happily.

The implication that he earned that name bothered you even more.

“Cool.” He wasn’t letting go of your hand. “Do you know how you got here?”

Killer laughed. “How I got to boss’s place or yours?”

“Uh, mine.” Sounded like an interesting story but it also sounded really long.

“Teleported.”

You rolled your eyes. “Well, obviously. I meant what made you teleport here specifically. This is the fourth night this has happened.”

He chuckled as he finally let your hand go. “Four nights? I thought you said you only met CrissCross and Rory?”

It took you a second to realize that Killer meant Cross and Horror. “Well, the night before Cross told me his name, he came in all messed up. Kept mumbling to Papyrus even though he doesn’t live here-.”

Killer barked a laugh. “You met Dust first?!? How ARE you alive?!?” His head fell below the bed and out of sight as he laughed and tried composed himself.

“He was just hungry.”

“Damn! What did you feed him?!” Killer peeked back at you.

You shrugged. “I assumed he’d like Papyrus’s spaghetti since I thought he was Pap’s brother.” You hesitated. “…Is he Papyrus’s brother?”

Killer nodded his head back and forth in a so-so manner. “Yes and no. His brother was Papyrus. Just not your Papyrus.”

“My Papyrus? Are there other monsters named Papyrus?”

He did that weird nod again, grinning. “Yes and no.” He glanced at the door. “You got any food? I’m starvin’.”

You sighed but smiled. “I’m sure I could find something.” You scooted out of bed.

He was immediately right next to you, towering over you slightly despite almost being the same height. A blob of red light hovered over his chest, twisting and turning like a nest of angry bees. It flashed dangerously and black liquid leaked from his eyes.

You recognized his actions.

He was trying to intimidate you.

You walked past him, unbothered. “I’ve got spaghetti if you want some?”

If your reaction shocked him, he didn’t let it show. “Pap’s?”

“Yep. Only the best.” You grinned.

He chuckled softly and this time it sounded genuine. “Yeah. The best…”

You’ve gotten used to making spaghetti by now and quickly reheated some spaghetti. It was a good thing Cross bought you more food or you would have run out with how many people were eating your leftovers.

Killer hovered over you the entire time you “cooked” the leftovers. You really just popped it into the microwave and watched it spin for several minutes while he hovered over your shoulder like an annoying little brother.

“…You live here by yourself?” He asked, startling you from zoning out.

“Yeah…” You mumbled before you thought about it. Maybe telling a stranger that wasn’t a good idea.

“Hm.” He leaned over your shoulder, uncomfortably close. “I saw your little plushies. You like child’s toys?”

You shrugged. “They’re just cute.”

“Just cute? They don’t remind you of anything or hold any significance to you?”

“Not really, no.”

The microwave beeped at you. You pulled out the spaghetti and handed it to him. “Enjoy.”

He grinned and took the food, pulling it away as if he expected you to fight him for it. “Thanks.”

The next thirty minutes was filled with his voice as he half ate half rambled, going on about how this world is just one of thousands, no, millions of alternate realities. He went on and on as you just nodded along. You didn’t believe a word he said but he did have some good points. Sucked that he was crazy. You might’ve actually believed him if he wasn’t.

“What now?” He asked suddenly, shoving the empty dish away from himself. “What do you do after feeding the guys? Movie? Cuddles~?” He bounced his brows suggestively.

You rolled your eyes. “Sleep. I go to sleep. Do you want the cubby or the couch?”

“Oh, I want that cubby I came in on.” He stood and walked over to you. You weren’t sure what he was doing until he tossed you onto his shoulder.

“Wh- Hey!!” You tried to roll off. “What are you doing?? Let go!!”

“Nope~.” Killer’s grin was in his voice. “You said it was bed time. So we’re going to bed.”

“You are NOT sleeping in my bed!!!” You snapped.

He chuckled and teased. “Aw, you take the fun out of everything! I wasn’t even going to!” He dragged you into your room and set you at the foot of your bed by the ladder. “There. Now, you climb up there, I’ll crawl down here, and we’ll see if the boss doesn’t notice us.”

“The boss?”

“Shush.” He shooed you into bed. “Go to sleep.”

You rolled your eyes again and climbed into bed for the night. It was weird sharing a room with someone, especially someone named Killer, but you eventually managed to fall asleep as he rambled on and on.

In the morning, as usual, your skeleton friend was gone but this time you noticed one of your plushies was missing too.

You smiled and started your coffee for the day.