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-Dustbelief Papyrus-
Did this one for the return of the dustbelief comic, which was a month ago☺️
Okay sorry for taking so long—
Have a Halloween special (not that great ik)
I couldn’t get every kid a drawing, but maybe I’ll add the rest next year
All I Want For Christmas is You
Pairing:Bitty Murder!Sans/Bitty Classic!Toriel
Rated: T
Warning: That it’s a songfic, and it’s a Crack version of Soriel.
Specifically with this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQrN9ba8qEM
(This oneshot is not part of the main fic they belong to, So if you’re still here, Enjoy!)
Murder found himself standing on a small stage, the stage that had been created for the wrecked Christmas Party, facing the microphone as it looked over an empty room.
He was alone.
Utterly Alone.
Murder looked around, feeling a sick feeling churning in his gut.
“ BROTHER.”
He jolted and looked to see his brother Papyrus by the microphone, a specter of a skull clad in a scarf and gloves as his gloves touched the stand holding the microphone, the sick feeling of being alone vanishing even if he felt something in his skull fracturing, he ignored it, pulling his left hand out of his pocket, keeping the other one rooted as he grinned.
“ hey bro, i haven’t seen you around, you’ve been real... distal lately.” He teased as he wagged his distal phalange as if to scold his brother for not coming around, specter Papyrus merely rolling his glowing red eyes.
“ THAT MAY BE, BUT YOU HAVE NOT BEEN ALONE WHILE I HAVE BEEN GONE, YOU HAVE BEEN TRYING TO ROMANCE TORIEL!”
Murder nearly choked as he pulled his hood further over his head, “ that’s idiotic!”
“ SANS, PLEASE, I AM NOT STUPID. SO I WENT TO BRUSH OF MY DATING MANUAL AND YOU HAVE BEEN DOING THIS ALL WRONG!”
Murder groaned softly and shook his head, “ c’mon bro...”
“ NO SANS, IT STATES CLEARLY THAT YOU HAVE TO DO A BIG ROMANTIC GESTURE TO LET HER KNOW YOUR FEELINGS ARE TRUE, AND WE ARE HERE AREN’T WE?”
“ but she’s not here bro-”
“ DETAILS DETAILS! YOU MUST PRACTICE FIRST ANYWAYS BEFORE YOU TRY TO DO THE GESTURE, AS YOU DO NOT HAVE THE FINELY TUNED SKILLS SOMEONE SUCH AS THE GREAT PAPYRUS DOES TO PULL IT OFF FIRST TRY!”
“ heh, you got me bro, i could never be as cool as you.” Murder chuckled before he found himself being shoved forward to the microphone, stumbling before he grabbed the stand, looking back at Papyrus with wide eyes before to the empty room.
It was just the two of them.
He would be fine.
He faced the microphone before the empty room, starting to sing lowly,
“ I don’t want a lot for Christmas,
There is just one thing I need-”
Murder froze when he heard the piano on stage being played, looking over his shoulder and seeing Nightmare was there, feeling his blue and red magic flare, but Papyrus merely gave him an annoyed look and motioned for him to continue singing as he watched Horror appear behind the drums and Killer appear with a wreath of bells to shake.
He immediately turned from them, flushing a deep purple as he continued to sing as Papyrus urged him,
“- I don’t care about the Presents,
Underneath the Christmas Tree...
I just want you for my Own,
More than you could ever know...
Make my wish Come True,
All I want for Christmas...”
The piano seemed to stop for him, there being a small and tense silence as the players readied behind him,
“ Is... You!”
He howled into the microphone as the music from the other three blasted with the release of the last word, absolutely filling the room with music as his eyelights lit like a fire under his hood,
“ Oh Baby!
I won’t ask for much this Christmas,
I won’t even wish for snow-!”
“ And I~” Nightmare and Horror sang along as Killer merely shook the bells to create continual noise, Murder noticing slakes starting to drift down on them as if for dramatic affect.
“ I just wanna keep on waiting,
Underneath the Mistletoe!
I won’t make a list and send it-
To the North Pole for the Saint Nick...”
“ And I~”
“ I won’t even stay awake to hear those magic reindeer click,
I just want you here tonight,
Holding onto me so tight,
What more can I do?
All I want for Christmas is you...” He started booming on the last sentence before hushing on the last word, his eyelights disappearing as Horror stopped and Nightmare continued to play, but this time softly,
“ None of the lists are shining brightly anywhere...
And the sound of Children’s crying fills the air...
And no one is singing...
I don’t hear sleigh bells ringing-”
He gripped the stand tighter than ever and screamed into the mic as the music raised behind him,
“ Santa won’t you bring me the one I really need?!
Won’t you please bring my baby to me!”
The music then boomed as Murder noticed movement in the doorway, feeling another shift inside himself as he watched the movement with his returned and bright eyelights.
“ I don’t want a lot for Christmas!
This is all I’m askin’ for!
I just wanna see my baby standing right outside my door!”
He saw it was Toriel and directed all of himself to her,
“ I just want you for my own!
More than you could ever know!
All I want for Christmas...”
He ceased for only a moment with the music as all three of his fellow adoptees in the background seemed to know exactly what to do for this song, somehow as Tori approached, her eyes fixed on him.
“ Is... You!!”
“ All I want for Christmas is you baby!” Chanted Horror and Nightmare in the Background before he joined them for the last one, the music ceasing as Murder stood there, panting even though he had no lungs to be winded with, knowing it was because her eyes were on him rather than any real effort.
He heard his brother give a small cackle and he was shoved off the stage, stumbling before falling into her arms and she held him bridal style to her, his whole skull turning purple.
“ Murder... Why didn’t you tell me?” She whispered with wide eyes.
“ uh... too much work?” He offered up weakly, not knowing what to say before she pressed a warm kiss to his skull, him feeling his soul nearly screaming in his chest to kiss her back, her forehead pushing against his.
“ Merry Christmas Murder.”
“ merry christmas tori.” he muttered.
“ I’m glad you enjoyed the gift, I doubt you’ll ever get it again.”
“ huh?”
GASP!
Murder sat up gasping for air as he panted in his bed of a sunflower, looking to the sunlight streaming through the window as he then let out a string of cuss words for a certain Nightmare Bitty on Christmas Morning.
just a lil Dusttale Paps WIP
My brain has convinced me that dust paps is basicly a dog and just follows dust sans everywhere lmao
!THIS IS BASED ON THE FNF DUSTTALE MOD, NOT THE ACTUAL DUSTTALE GAME!