#and I gave him my spare pair of skeleton gloves and he wore them the next class we had together

[mrevaunit42]

UnderStar part 2

Hey everyone, Mr.E here with the second part of my Undertale/Star vs cross over. I hope you are all having a great weekend and getting ready for starco week! Starting tomorrow. I won’t be doing all the prompts because i have a horrible track record but hey, check out @starcoweek3 for some great starco art and stories. So here’s underStar part 2 and in case you missed the giant wall of text that is the first one, here’s the link https://mrevaunit42.tumblr.com/post/158949799587/understar-part-1

Have a great week everyone

Marco said nothing, guilt filling every inch of his entire being as Toriel let loose a single tear, her fireballs steering themselves away from the approaching boy.

He knew she couldn't hurt him, that she was trying to scare him into giving up, into hurting her to get pass. He could've but he didn't. He chose to spare Toriel every chance he got until....she gave up.

“It is pathetic...is it not?” Toriel muttered softly “I cannot save a single child....”

Marco said nothing, deciding it was best to just stand since he was unsure how he could comfort her sorrow.

“I wanted to be a teacher...obvious when you look back on it....but...how could I ever become a teacher....if I cannot save a single child...”

Toriel let out a defeated sigh

“I understand. You would just be unhappy here. The ruins are small once you are used to them and without Star, you would be consumed by your worry....she is your bestie after all...your feelings for her go far deeper than you know.”

Toriel closed her eyes as if to shield Marco away from her pain.

“My expectations.....my loneliness....my fear....for you my child...I will put them aside.”

“Toriel....”

“If you truly wish to leave the ruins” Toriel told him, so forlorn and sad that it destroyed  Marco's heart “I will not stop you....”

“However” Toriel went on, her face tight with emotion “When you leave...please do not come back”

Marco could feel his eyes tearing up at the sight of Toriel so broken and defeated

“I hope you understand.”

Marco's tears trailed down his cheeks, their existence disappearing into Toriel's soft, warm fur as she embraced him, her touch loving and motherly.

“Call me goat mom....one last time child...” she whispered into his ear.

“Good bye....goat mom” Marco cried as Toriel broke her hold on him.

“Good bye....my child.”

and like that, Toriel was gone, retreating back into her home, into her self imposed exile in the ruins.

Marco wiped away his tears as he made his way pass the doors that barred his path, pass the single patch of sunlight that reminded him of the first time he met Flowey and into the forest, the dead tall trees looming over him like towers, the snow covered floor giving every step a deep, thick crunch.

Marco shivered against the icy temperature of the cavern, unable to believe this was still the Underground.

There was no sign of life, no sign anyone else nearby or clue where Star had disappeared to. Just nothing: an empty landscape void of anything.

Marco stopped. He felt strange like someone was watching, waiting for him to notice.

He whirled around suddenly only to find the doors back to the ruins and his footsteps trailing after him.

Marco frowned, unsure if he was just on edge and paranoid or that someone had indeed been watching him.

Marco faced forward only to find someone who wasn't there a moment before barring his path.

“Yeah” The creature said lazily “it was me kid.”

There was a moment of silence before Marco let out a panicked yell, arms flailing everywhere which way before dropping into a fighting pose.

The creature was a short, big boned skeleton with a dimpled, permanent smile on his face, something Marco never thought he would say when describing a skeleton. His empty eye sockets had this white glint to them almost like pupils. Strangest thing of all was that he was clothed: He wore an unzipped blue hoodie (both hands tucked within its pockets) with the hood having a white furry interior. He seemed to be wearing a white shirt, black shorts with a single, vertical white strip on either side of his legs and even a pair of sandals.

“Hiya kid” The skeleton waved, his tone equal parts friendly and laid back “How you doing?”

“umm....” Marco was unsure how to respond. You think with having Star Butterfly as his best friend he would've been used to strange sights by now but a clothes wearing, friendly skeleton took the cake.

“Well....isn't this a bare-bones conversation?” The skeleton said with wink, chuckling merrily at his own joke.

Scratch that: a clothes wearing, friendly pun making skeleton.

“Sides” The skeleton went on “don't you know how to make a new pal? Shake my hand kid”

Marco gulped nervously at the sight of the skeletal hand attached the skeletal body that once may have been human....or was this creature born this way, without any eyes or skin?

“Aww, don't tell me I scared you? Sorry kid, I can be a real bonehead sometimes!”  

Marco anxiously chuckled, swallowing his fear and gripping the skeleton's hand lightly in case it decided to pull him forward and attack.

Marco flushed when the loud whooshing sounds of a fart echoed loudly through the near empty forest

“hehehe....the old whoopee cushion in the hand trick” the skeleton said with a grin, holding out his hand and showing Marco the deflated prop “It's always funny.”

“I...”

“You're human right? With the flesh and squishy organs? Hehehe that's hilarious.” The skeleton went on, slipping his hand back into the shelter of his pockets “I'm Sans....Sans the skeletogrin”

Another wink

“I'm Marco” Marco managed to get out between laughs. Between Star missing and having broke Toriel's heart, Marco needed a good laugh and while these jokes were terrible, they were helping lift his gloomy mood.

“Anyway, I'm supposed to be on watch for humans right now...” Marco felt his heart stop, the idea of being captured so quickly made him wish he had heeded Toriel's warning “But y'know, I don't really care about capturing anybody.”

Marco let out a sigh of relief.

“Now my brother Papyrus....”

“SANS!” another voice called from afar, causing Sans to turn around and peer carefully at who was calling him.

“Actually....I think that's him right now.”

“What?!” Marco couldn't keep the fear out of his voice “You got to hide me! I can't be captured, I need to find my best friend Star.”

“Huh, best friend? Not girlfriend?” Sans nudged Marco with a playful wink.

“N-no!” Marco stammered, his cheeks bright red from the cold “Best friend.”

“I'm just joking kid. Say, you haven't lost your....funny bone, have you?”

“Sans!” Marco motioned to the approaching person, his height making it impossible for anyone to miss his arrival “I need to find Star and go home!”

Sans smile never left his face but he nodded in understanding.

“It's alright Marco, just follow my lead. Put your hands in your pockets and stand like me.”

Marco didn't like the sound of this but left with little choice, he followed Sans's directions, placing his hands in his pockets and slouching lazily like his skeletal savior.

“Now face the same way and don't say anything.”

Marco did as he was told just in time for Sans's brother to make onto the scene.

If Marco thought Sans was strange, that was before he met Papyrus. Sans was dressed for style and possibly comfort but Papyrus? He was dressed to stand out, impossible to ignore.

His skull was anatomically incorrect, much longer and thinner than his brother Sans. He too had an eternal smile and his eye sockets were more slit than humanly possible. Around his thin skeletal frame was a large torso piece with various golden trims and a symbol Marco was certain he had seen somewhere before, something from a video game. He wore a long, flowing red scarf with matching, red gloves with more gold trim, a blue...briefs? With a, you guessed it, gold belt and large red boots. His spine, arms and legs were covered by black sleeves or leggings or...something.

Marco could feel the sweat form on his brow as Papyrus came closer but if he had noticed anything odd about this picture, the skeleton had yet to say anything.

“S'up bro?” Sans greeted his brother casually like he wasn't hiding a human from his human hunting brother.

“YOU KNOW WHAT IS SUP BROTHER!” Papyrus answered, his voice dramatic and overflowing with unnecessary flourish.  “IT HAS BEEN 8 DAYS AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T RECALIBRATED YOUR PUZZLES!”

“kay....” Sans replied, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly

“YOU JUST HANG ABOUT YOUR STATION ALL DAY! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING?”

“Hanging out with my buddy here” Sans pointed to Marco with his head “New to town.”

Papyrus blinked once, twice, a third time “I DID NOT SEE YOU THERE FRIEND! I APOLOGIZE, WHERE ARE MY MANNERS? I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HUMAN HUNTER EXTRAORDINAIRE!”

Sans snickered at his brother “You haven't even seen a human bro.”

Papyrus looked appalled “I AM WORKING ON IT! AND WHEN I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, FINALLY CAPTURE A HUMAN, I SHALL GET ALL THE THINGS I SO UTTERLY DESERVE! RESPECT, RECOGNITION, MY RIGHTFUL PLACE IN THE ROYAL GUARD AND I SHALL HAVE COUNTLESS PEOPLE LINING UP TO BE MY FRIEND! I WILL BATHE IN A SHOWER OF KISSES AND PRAISE EVERY MORNING!”

“hmm.....maybe my friend can help you, he's a human”

Marco couldn't believe Sans ratted him out so quickly, he knew he couldn't trust a no skin, wide grinning, punning making skeleton!

“SAAAAANS! STOP YOUR HUMORLESS JEST! THAT IS NOT A HUMAN, AND I, THE MAGNIFIECENT PAPYRUS, SHOULD KNOW BEING THE FEARED AND WELL RESPECTED HUMAN CATCHER THAT I AM!”

Marco's deadpanned face made him seem like the undead one.

“YOU DISGRACE YOUR DUTY SANS!” Papyrus went on, pointing an accusatory gloved finger towards his brother “YOU GET LAZIER AND LAZIER WITH EACH PASSING DAY WHEN YOU SHOULD BE WORKING, NOT PULLING YOUR FRIENDS INTO YOUR CHILDISH JOKES!”

“but I did a ton of work” Sans replied “A skele-ton”

Sans gave his brother his trademark wink.

“SANS!” Papyrus shrieked

“come on, you're smiling”

“I AM” Papyrus answered, childishly pouting and stamping the ground in a way that reminded Marco of Star “AND I HATE IT!”

Papyrus let out a defeated sigh “WHY DOES SOMEONE AS GREAT AS I HAVE TO DO MUCH WORK FOR SOME RESPECT?” “Sounds like you're working yourself....to the bone”

“SIGH. I HAVE TO ATTEND TO MY PUZZLES SANS. AS FOR YOUR WORK? PUT A LITTLE MORE...BACKBONE INTO IT! NYHEHEHEHE”

Marco saw it now, he saw how these two opposing personalities could be brothers. It was their lame jokes.

Papyrus took his leave without another word, laughing all the way out of view.

“see, told you. My brother may be a fanatic about catching humans but he's harmless. He couldn't hurt you even if he wanted too.”

��Thanks Sans.” Marco offered his hand to shake Sans's once more

Sans shook his head, all joy and humor leaving his face “Don't thank me yet, we got to find your not girlfriend Star.”

Marco flushed a little but decided to ignore it for time's sake “Do you know where Star is? Was she captured by the others? I mean she's really good at fighting and has her magic wand that's make her tough to beat but still...you never know.”

Sans shook his head “No I don't think so but something isn't right with this picture. Tell me, did you two run into a small sunflower? Cheerful and 'helpful'?”

“Flowey...” Marco growled, fist clenched angrily

Sans nodded  but did not elaborate if such information was important. “I don't know where your friend is now but I know where she'll be in a bit if she's hanging with the flower.”

Marco wanted to tell Sans that Star would never go with Flowey but last night's fight surfaced in his mind, how betrayed and angry Star looked at him when he told her to trust Toriel and Marco had seen firsthand how charming Flowey could be.

“ Can you take me Sans? I need to find Star.”

Sans winked at Marco “Sure skelebro, we'll take one of my shortcuts.”

“Shortcuts?” Marco questioned but Sans was already off, disappearing into the thick, dead trees. “SANS WAIT UP!”

“Wait...just happened?” Marco's eyes were wild, hair an unkempt mess like he had just go.

“Best not to think about it” Sans told Marco calmly, the two appearing over a breathtaking over of a city far below “Your friend will be heading through that door over at the far end.”

Marco turned, the door giving him a dark, foreboding feeling in his stomach.

“What is that place?” Marco asked, fright and dread slowly overwhelming him.

The white glint in Sans's eyes disappeared leaving a lifeless, void-like darkness in his eyes “Where everything ends.....”

“Sans?”

“I'll stand here” Sans continued, the white gleam returning “Make sure no monsters bother ya. I like you and I wouldn't want to see you captured. Find your friend, come back here and we'll go somewhere I can keep you safe until we figure out how we can get you out of here.”

“Thanks Sans” Marco told him, hugging the skeleton tightly.

“No worries Marco” Sans told him, parting from the teen slowly “We're hoodie bros. It's what we do. I wish I could help you but I don't have any guts”

Marco laughed loudly at the horrible joke, waving goodbye to Sans as he entered the mysterious room.

Sans felt his grin drop a bit, wondering if Marco could really handle that sociopathic little flower on his own.

“Star!” Marco's voice rang out, echoing loudly through the empty halls, the sound bouncing off the golden walls, becoming weaker as his voice traveled further away from him into the endless room.

Marco didn't like the silence that remained after his call for Star went unanswered, the clicking of his footsteps the only sign of life in the barren, empty hall.

Marco tried to calm his worried heart as he walked between the two rows of gigantic pillars that held up ceiling of this majestic room as a bright, warm light poured in from the outside despite the fact they were underground, deep within a cavern of mazes. Perhaps the light was not from the sun but rather some other source, the warmth spreading through his body a trick his mind playing on him in response to the solar-like illumination filling the room.

Marco wanted to stare out the beautifully crafted and designed windows, he wanted to explore a bit more but Sta ran off, possibly with a psychotic flower, there was no time. Who knew what lay in the Underground and Marco couldn't help feel a sickening sense of dread bubbling in the pit of his stomach.

Something had gone wrong, something happened to Star and Marco needed to find her now. She was his best friend and if she was in trouble, it was up to him to rescue her. To save her and be there for her. And the only way to be there for her was to press forward.

Marco's footsteps were the only thing accompanying the worried teen as he made his way through the massive corridor, the near quiet atmosphere far worse than being draped in complete silence.

A deep, thick shadow of a pillar blanketed Marco for a moment, blinding him as his eyes struggled to cope with the sudden contrast between light and dark.

Marco stepped into the glowing light pouring through the unblocked window, his vision finally clearing the multicolored flashes that plagued his closed sight.  

Marco could feel his heart beat happily at the sight of Star's turned back though the gloomy dreaded he felt remained. Where had she appeared from?

But it didn't matter. Sans had been correct and there she was in one piece: her devil hairband tucked safely in her long, blonde hair, her sea green dress and purple orange striped stockings looking more...faded than usual.

It had to be the room. That's all. Just the lighting and vastness of the hall simply skewing the color scheme a bit....that's all....

So wasn't Marco believing that? Why was every bone in his body telling him to run as fast as he could away from his best friend? That he was in an unrecognizable amount of danger?

Why did he feel like he was going to have a bad time....?

“Star!” Marco couldn't keep the relief out of his voice, nearly running forward to embrace his best friend before a subtle movement caught his attention

Marco frowned but before he could say anything, Star pivoted on her heels, staring directly at him with a wide eyed smile.

But this wasn't a regular Star smile, it was far too large and emotionless like someone simply gripped Star's cheeks and pulled them apart and upwards as far as they could to give the appearance of a smile. The hearts on her cheeks were no longer a bright, loving pink but dull, nearly as pale as her skin. Her normally sparkling oceanic blue eyes that were always filled to the brim with life, love, emotion were now dim, glossy with a distant vacant gleam that lay within.

Star was there....but she wasn't really there....

Marco openly glared at what the magical princess held tightly in her palms, the sight of the creature sparking his memories and causing the feeling of dread to grow to indescribable levels.

“You” Marco accused, pointing a finger at the yellow sunflower that nestled itself comfortably in Star's hands “Flowey! What are you doing with Star?”

Flowey's cartoonish smile and eyes were joyful like he just won the lottery.

“Howdy friend!” Flowey voice was laced with cheer and happiness that Marco knew to be false, a front used to simply lower his guard “Fancy running into you two again in this big, empty hall.”

Marco's glared deepened “What did you do with Star?”

Flowey chuckled nervously like he'd been caught with his petal in the cookie jar “Gee Marco, I don't know what you mean. I hope you're not accusing me of any wrongdoing. Gosh, that would be terribly mean of you.”

Marco stared into the magical princess's face once more, her features seemingly frozen their manic, deranged state.

“I am not asking you again Flowey, what...did...you do...with Star?”

Flowey's bright yellow petals around his face folded, a sadden expression graced the flower's face “You're being mean Marco. Golly I can't believe...”

“Don't!” Marco's outburst rang loudly around them, fading away as Flowey's face morphed from shame into an evil triumphant smirk.

“Well looks I can't fool you like I did with Star here” Flowey's tone was sharp and demeaning “of course makes me wonder which of you is the bigger idiot.”

“Don't you talk about Star that way” Marco threatened, clutching his fist tightly, trying to contain his boiling rage.

“I'll talk about her all I want idiot” Flowey sneered, taking pleasure in Marco's anger “She's my puppet and with her at my side, looks like I'll be top monster round here”

“P-puppet?” Marco repeated, fearfully looking into Star's blank stare, no trace remained of the girl he called his best friend “What did you do to her!?”

“Gee, you sure are a dumb one idiot” Flowey mocked “I just told you. I brainwashed her. She's my toy now and there's nothing you can do to stop me.”

“Why would you do this?”

“It's kill or be killed” Flowey responded simply, winking at him as Star carefully placed him on the floor behind her “And now that I control Star, looks like I will be the one doing alllll the killing.”

“I won't let you get away with this!” Marco shouted, dropping into his fighting stance “You are not taking Star”

Flowey chuckled, a simple act that sent shivers down Marco's spine in the worst way possible “I will be getting away with this. Because Star's going to be one that stops you from stopping me....”

Marco let out a disbelieving laugh, unable to hold in the wave of chuckles that came pouring out of his mouth.

Marco wiped away a tear, crossing his arms smugly, throwing a sly grin towards the demented flower “I'm Star's best friend. There is no way she'd ever hurt me...”

“Well...” Flowey pursed his lips, concerned with this unforeseen winkle in his grand master scheme “Golly, I guess that is a big problem.....except...”

Marco felt his blood run cold at Flowey's knowing smile as the insane flower told Marco “You misunderstood something. Star isn't in control anymore.”

Star's grip tightened on her wand, the frightening smile and lifeless eyes never changing as she rose the magical item high into the air

“I am”

Marco watched, terror filling his body as Star took the sky, hovering lazily above Marco, a murderous twinkle in her gaze, passing the wand between her waiting hands like she was playing some sort of game.

Marco felt odd as the world shifted, the vibrant hue of life drained away while everything took on a black and white coloring. Lighter hues of the spectrum became white outlines with skin tone filling in the pale, bright color while clothing, the hall and many background items were filled in different shades of black, their shape and appearance remaining the same despite the lack of varying colors.

Before Marco could question what was going on, Star playfully winked his way, her pale pink hearts becoming dark blue that glimmered brilliantly in the darkness of the hall.

Marco could hear the fluttering melodic sound of Star's magic activating, the center of his chest feeling warm and sending a reassuring wave through his frightened body.

Marco looked down to see the tiny red heart appearing in the center of his now black hoodie, its glow matching Star's hearts perfectly, the two lovely colors shining through a world of black and white.

Marco closed his hands into fists, determination surging through his body. Star needed him. He couldn't rely on anyone else to save her nor should he. He was the magical princess's best friend and he would be damned if he let some psychopathic flower take Star away from him.

Marco fell once more into a ready position, arms and legs bent in preparation while Star hovered above him, swaying back and forth hypnotically with the wand held loosely in her hand.

“Idiot” Flowey said as the glow of Star's wand charging filled the room.