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ancha-aus · 7 months ago

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RealAgeAU Drabble - Parentalbond Cross

We are back on my BS and selfindulding drabble series, today we are finishing up how all the guys adopted Nightmare!

Last but not least, Cross :D

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Okay! No edits and no beta because we don't roll that way 😎😎

But more serious. slight content warning. Cross helps Nightmare bath, wash and clean his wounds and injuries. Poor baby can't take care of his own wounds that well and needs assistance from one of his four dads.

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Cross isn't feeling good. Nothing is actually wrong with him but he is nervous.

Why is he even watching Nightmare today?!

It isn't that Cross... it isn't that he doesn't like...

Cross just doesn't feel sure about this.

He just doesn't have that instinct with childcare that the others seem to have. He tried! But he can't help but keep seeing Nightmare as an adult, or old adult? Ex adult?

Even when Dust and he spoke about it. How Dust just compared it with a natural change. Cross just... can't see him as a child.

He knows it is bad. Cross tries very hard to treat him as a child and do it right but Nightmare seems to notice Cross' nervous around it.

Which helps because if Ngihtmare needs anything he just asks Dust or Killer or Horror! Which works perfectly for Cross! How bad of a caretaker is he? That even the child notices that Cross can't handle it.

Cross checks the list again, the list beign something that Dust (and Killer) had put together. Cross would feel bad about needing a list but seeing as the last time he had to babysit he skipped a step or two he knows he deserves this.

Cross nods to himself. Breakfast and lunch were both done. Nightmare had his personal reading time. Nightmare had completed the few assignments Dust had put together for him. They had gone outside for fresh air and sunlight.

Now, the point he had been dreading. Bathtime.

Cross just doesn't get why Nightmare can't do it himself. But Cross had tried that last time only to get Dust to be furious at him, at the time it had also surprised and confused both of Killer and Horror much like Cross.

Since then Dust had refused to let Cross watch over Nightmare. A few days later Killer fully accepted his role as babysitter and caretaker. Which meant that Cross just didn't need to solo babysit Nightmare again.

Which had been fine! Perfect even!

But... well... You always have days were it just doen'st go according to plan. Which leaves Cross today to do all the duties.

Cross sighs and takes out the second list. It is a long list of rules for bathtime.

You need to follow all of these steps! And I mean all of them Cross. No skipping.

Cross rolls his eye lights and reads.

Step 1. Use WARM water. And I mean WARM! If you put your hand under the faucet it should be close to burning you.

Cross turns on the faucet and holds his hand under it to measure the warmth as he continues reading.

Step 2. Fill the bath as Nightmare gets ready himself. He doesn't need help undressed unless he specifically asks. And only then! >:( Tiny boss is specific about when he wants help!

Cross nods before snorting at the extra text. Seems like that Killer also got his hands on this list.

Step 3. Use the soap in the pink bottle and put enough in it to get a few bubbles to appear. NO! USE A LOT! MORE BUBBLES! >:3 No. I am serious. Just a bit is enough.

Cross finds the pink bottle in the small basket of bath stuff that Dust had left for him. Cross knows this because there was a note on it saying 'CROSS USE THESE.'. He can't help but ready the bottle and frowns. mild soap for sensitive skin with some antibacterial effects. Cross puts in a little at first and waits. No bubbles so he puts in a little more. a few tiny bubbles appear and Cross puts the bottle back in the basket.

Step 4. Just let the bath fill up until about the midheight. Safety reasons. Yeah we know we don't need air but Nightmare's magic is fragile and if he gets under water and panicks he may not be able to make his magic shape in the way to enable him to handle no air!

Cross hums and keeps an eye on the height fo the water. Turning it off at the right time.

Step 5. Just wait until Nightmare knocks on the door that he is ready. Once he is make sure you stand with your back to the door and bathtub. Nightmare can get in himself and if he needs help he will let you know. <- This.

Cross nods and just waits. He eyes the door and knocks on it, knowing the large master bedroom is behind it. "You okay Nightmare?"

Silence before a huff "I am fine." he sounds slightly out of breath. But Cross doesn't bother to point it out. He sits next to the bathtub and looks through the basket. A pink soap bar and Cross sniffs it. It smells like citrus, the same scent that the other soap had. Mmh. He grabs some of the brushes and feels them. Very soft and hardly any resistence. Weird choise as the harder and stiffer brushes work better with cleanign between bones. Cross spots some of those brushes in the basket as well and organises those as he waits.

A knock on the door "Cross? I am ready... Is the bath okay?"

Cross gets up and takes his list as he stands with his back to the door as ordered "It is ready!" he takes the list out in front of him again as he reads the next step.

Step 6. Whatever you do. Be normal. Please be normal. Don't freak out and remain calm. No sudden movements as you go near and announce your movement and what you do. Try to make some noise as you move! I have notices that that helps!

Cross feels nervous about that but waits. He hears Nightmare shuffle in and the door close behind him. No movement for a while before light steps move towards the water. Some splashes as Nightmare gets into the tub.

More silence before "okay. I am in... I can do this myself you know..." he sounds nervous.

Cross takes a deep breath and reads the text again before he turns, making sure his feet make noise as he moves around on the tiles. A familiar clicking of bones against it. Cross sighs "I know Nightmare. But last time they got annoyed I let you do it yourself and I don't want to risk that." he slowly gets closer.

Nightmare hums as he moves the water around with his hand "Fair enough."

Cross gets to the side and feels himself freeze. His back is a mess. Open wounds nad chips of bones missing. large cracks and bones barely holding together.

Cross gulps and finds his voice "I am going to sit down now, behind you..." fuck. fuck.. This is why Dust was furious. Because these need cleaning. fuck fuck fuck.

Ngihtmare hums that he heard him and keeps playing with the water.

Cross sits on his knees behind Ngihtmare and glances at the list.

Step 7. Once you are behind Nightmare you will start with his ribs. Use the shower body scrub thing for that. I always called it the poof. I am very sure that isn't the name Killer. Well what is the name? .... That is what i thought. Use the shower body scrub and some of the soap bar. Soap it up and move slowly rib by rib. It takes time. As you do this you need to pay close attention to Nightmare. If you reach his limit he will tense up. When this happens you need to pause and give him a moment. Use this time to just clean the scrub and reapply some new soap before continuing. Ha! You sure that isn't a new step? and what call it 7B? no thanks.

Cross glanes around and sees the shower wash thing that they must have meant and were talking about. Cross isn't even sure about the name for those sponge floof things himself. He nods and speaks "I am going to get the scrub ready. You okay? water okay?"

Ngihtmare hums and shrugs. The shrug causes Cross's attention to shift from the back and mess of ribs and the horrific view of the spine to the large bruises and sores all along the clavicle. Who would do this to a child? Why would they hurt a child this badly?! He is just a babybones!

Cross has the shower floof all nice and wet and soapy and moves slowly closer "I am going to start on your ribs now... okay?" A nod is his answer and Cross gets to work. He applies almost no pressure but Nightmare still shivers. Cross moves slowly to clean some of the ribs. He keeps a close eye to make sure nothing gets stuck on the broken and wounded bones.

They are silent as Cross works as Cross is hyperaware of Nightmare and his breathing. it is slow and even. One by one the ribs get cleaned and Cross makes sure to take two breaks to enable Ngihtmare to calm down.

Cross washes out the floof as Nightmare tries to relax, poking bubbles. Cross looks back at his list.

Step 8. Once you managed to finish washing his ribs he will need a moment. Give the scrub to him, soaped up, so he can wash his own legs and pelvis. As he washes this you need to wash his skull and neck with one of the washcloths. There are no wounds there but it is easier if you do it.

No extra comments form Killer this time. Cross does as told and gives Nightmare the shower floof and Nightmare gets to work on cleaning himself without even needing instructions. Clearly already part of the routine.

Cross still gets the right washcloth wet and soaped up as he speaks "I am going to wash your neck and skull in the meantime okay?" a small nod and Cross gets to work. His hands and fingers easily finding the curves and dips as he carefully cleans the babybones. Nightmare actively relaxes as Cross takes care to clean everything.

Cross leans back and grins "There. those are done." he looks at the list.

Step 9. Now the hardest part. the spine. Nightmare knows he needs this but won't like it. But he won't fight you on it. Again, he understands this is needed. So don't even bother to tell him it will be over quickly or not suck. He hates that. For the spine and the many tiny wounds nad the larger cracks you will need to soft soft brushes, you will quickly understand what i mean. It are the softest i could find and we keep them clean and disinfected. Still, one of the two will have the soap as always. the other is to apply disinfectent at the very end. Make sure one of those two stays dry.

Cross puts one of the two soft brushes to the side and grabs the other one. He starts getting it soaped up as the speaks "I am going to start on your spine now." Nightmare immediantly grows tense and hugs himself. floof forgotten in the water. Cross feels terrible "I am sorry. I will do my best to be careful okay? Just slow and steady?"

Ngihtmare hums and nods "okay..."

Cross has the brush ready and sits nearby "Okay. I am going to put one hand on your side to help keep you steady as i do this." Another nod and Cross helps support Nightmare as he nears the spine with the brush. "I am going to start cleaning the wounds now." a very soft brush but Nightmare still shudders and whimpers in pain.

He hates this. How fucking dare they hurt a child like this? To do this and hurt him this badly? And why?! because they are idiots to think he was bad?! That a child was evil??! That a babybones was evil?!

Cross is seething but his hands are steady as he cleans the wounds and deep slashes. No wonder that they need to do this for Nightmare. Ngihtmare is shaking in pain as he cleans the wounds. Nightmare would not have the ability to do this for himself.

Eventually he manages to clean the spine and Cross puts the brush away "there! All done with that!" Nightmare still sits shaking but leans a bit deeper into the water. calming himself.

Cross grabs his list and searches quickly.

Step 10. If you get to this spot you are almost done. We are in the home stretch! Now. Next is to give him a moment to relax. JUst let him sit in the water. In the meantime you can get the scrub soaped up again for the last step.

Step 11. next is the arms and shoulders. And while sensitive they won't hurt too badly in this. Just wash it off with the soaped up scrub once Ngihtmare sits up striaghter again.

Okay. easy enough. Cross starts preparing the floof as he keeps an eye on Nightmare. Nightmare sits back up after a while and mutters "okay... arms next?"

Cross nods as his soul fills wiht pride and... and... he isnt'sure what... instead he ignores it as he speaks "indeed." Nightmare hums but holds one of his arms out, still not looking at Cross. Cross cleans it efficiently but makes sure his touch is gentle. They switch arms and this one gets the same treatment.

Nightmare uses the water in the bath to get the soap off of him and Cross refers back to the list.

Step 11. This one and the next go together. After you got a towel, pick Nightmare out of the tub and just wrap him up. I like to fully burrito him, You know you did it right when he starts to purr.

Step 12. Use a soft towel to get off all the water. Just softly dab- LMAO! DAB! :D okay. My bad. Just softly tap the towel to the areas near the wounds instead of scrubbing it dry. It takes longer but hurts him less.

Cross searches the bathroom and finds some towels that meet his standard of softness. He takes it to Nightmare. Next he carefully picks Ngihtmare out of the tub, Nightmare still isn't looking at him and Cross can spot a small blush on his face. No doubt embarressed. Cross wraps Nightmare in the towel and hugs him close.

Affection. The other thing he had felt was affection and pride. Becuase Nightmare had been such a brave babybones and had been so well behaved. How could he not be proud?

Cross follows the instructions to the letter as he finishes drying Nightmare. He keeps him in the towel and reads the steps explaining how to desinfect the wounds and how to wrap those. pretty basic stuff. He grabs the other soft brush and explains to Nightmare what he is about to do.

It still stings as that is the nature of the desinfectent but Cross finishes up bathtime with wrapping the ribs and wounds all in soft bandages. In the end Cross puts on the hoody and holds their babybones close to him.

Nightmare, still purring softly as he leans against Cross, relaxes further and further and Cross nuzzles the tiny skull "There we go. you did amazing! We will just sit downa dn waits for the others okay?" a glance back at the bathroom but Cross leaves it be for now. He can clean up their tools and stuff when someone else is back to watch Nightmare.

Nightmare hums and snuggles clsoer to him under his chin and Cross starts to purr himself.

Maybe he does know how this whole parent thing works.

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#utmv #realageau #nightmare sans #deaged nightmare #Team as family #cross sans #Dust and Killer are here in spirit in the notes but that is all lmao #And that was number four in the parentalbond mini series within my series! :D #Does it still make sense?#But yeah. Cross kinda accepted Ngihtmare as his kid about halfway into that drabble #As Horror had said in the previous one. He was close!#But now Nightmare officially has four dads!#congrats. They had adopted and the baby is you #Nightmare is just embarresed and humiliated that he needs help with this #Nightmare: I am a strong independent monster >:(#All four: it is a baby.#Nightmare however is getting used to trusting and counting on them.#And that is it for now!

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ivyprism · 6 months ago

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The Creature in the Woods (Artificially Cursed: Backstory...?)

Warning: Kid running into darkness, thunder, cursed girl, mentioned dragon-like appearance, hunting, pelts, etc.

POV of a child (Frisk/Genoise)

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It was there again. I see her every time I look into the woods near our home. Though, I'd seen many creatures there like- a very large golden snake or a skeleton manticore-looking thing. Soterios says I'm seeing things, but what does he know! He's just the friend of Baptisia! I can figure out this dilemma. I just need to sneak away discreetly enough.

I could hear Baptisia and Soterios talking about something while the others were sleeping. Perfect! I make my way through as discreetly as possible. I tiptoe a bit as I can feel the air grow eerie as I enter the forest. I fell into the Underground, this uneasy dead feeling it nothing! I step carefully around the branches and dead twigs around. I feel a bit nervous as I step through. I couldn't hear any animal noises which absolutely wasn't normal. I started to second-guess myself as I walked. This was so creepy, why was I doing this?

Well, before I could truly question why I did this, something snagged my foot and sent me tumbling. I cried and rolled down the hill. I hit some branches and got mud on my sweater. I whimpered faintly as I stood up. This hurt so much, but I survived a fall from Mount Ebott, so it's nothing. I winced as I slowly got up. I looked around and realized I was officially lost. Baptisia will kill me!

I began to roam aimlessly, stroking my arms as the chill set in. I shivered while walking. I had no idea where I was. I was terrified.

I froze as I noticed something in the shade. I felt terror coursing through my veins as some wolves emerged slowly, trailed by a bizarre monster. I began backing up, but I was unable to run. They circled slowly as my heart pounded and seemed to fill my ears as my body screamed at me to run, but I couldn't. I was surrounded when a huge roar erupted. I panicked and glanced up to see a woman(?) with long black hair draped over her face, and she immediately scared the wolves and beast. She appeared human, but she possessed gigantic wings that resembled bats, claws on her hands, and horns that protruded from a mask on her face. I looked up at her as her purple eye met mine and I panicked and looked away.

"T-Thank you." I managed to stutter in front of the odd woman. She stood straight and gazed up at the area. She wraps her wing over me, pushing me to follow her.

"Come." As she stared at me, the woman spoke in a melodic but frigid voice. She started walking, and I quickly followed her, she just saved me so she couldn't be too bad....right? I stared at her from the back. She had a tail and scaly dragon legs. She moves with grace, but she barely speaks to me.

"Um- T-Thank you, again, but where...?" I inquired, and the woman halted to stare at me. She examined me. I rubbed my hands together as her eyes studied me.

"Home." I felt intimidated by her, although she appeared pleasant. Though, presumably, Soterios will murder me if he discovers I disobeyed his "stranger danger" instructions. She moved her win subtly as she rose it above her to avoid me getting smacked by branches. She watched as I walked.

"Um- where is home...?" I inquired as she returned her gaze to mine. She hardly sighed, and with her mask on, I couldn't read anything about her. She was frightening but had a peculiar grace about her.

"There is a cave here. We shall be protected till the storm has passed." Her voice still appeared musical to me, and this is how I discovered she could speak in entire phrases.

"Storm?" I inquired with amazement. She looked up, and I spotted clouds forming in the sky. I was afraid; would Baptisia and the others be safe? She seemed to perceive my fear and gently nudged me with her wing.

She simply said, "They will be fine." She led me carefully inside the cave, and I noticed she had fashioned a makeshift home out of this area. I ran my hands on my arms, it was so cold. She pushed me inside as I heard a clap of thunder. I yelped and she looked at me with some concern in her eyes.

She cautiously led me inside, walking slowly and grabbing a cloak. She draped it around me, and it felt so warm. She slowly grabbed my hands and pushed down my sleeves, she hummed as I was covered in bruises and cuts. She grabs something from her bag and she gently applies it to my bruises. She seemed almost motherly with how soft her eyes were. She reminded me of Toriel and Baptisia, but I couldn't dwell on those memories.

I looked up at her, seeing her amethyst-like purple eyes. She turned away as she started a fire. As soon as she did, she sat down on the floor, and I followed suit. She took up a knife and began gently carving. I watched and then sat down to investigate my surroundings. She had pelts from both prey and predator species. I gasped silently and looked at her. Aside from the subtle crackle of the fire and the soft sound of rain, everything was strangely silent. I was looking at her and I got a better look at her.

She had long black hair that appeared to reach the bottom of her calf. She was wearing a dragon-like mask with cracks on it. She had purple scales, wings, and a tail, but I already knew that. I studied her and her eyes met mine. I instinctively looked away and bit my lip as she watched me carefully, of course, that was when the soft growl of my stomach came into the fray. I felt nervous, I should've eaten more at dinner.

"Are you hungry?" The woman asked, her voice chilly. I stared at her and nodded slowly. She blinked gently, then slowly stood up. "Stay put." The woman spoke quietly, and I glanced at her in astonishment before slowly nodding. She went out of the cave. Her wings dragged lightly on the earth. She then vanished from sight. This allowed me to have a better look around the place. It was certainly a cave, but there were so many colored stones that generated light, so I assumed the fire was only for warmth, not lighting.

I stepped around and I saw a framed picture on the floor, but half of it was ripped and all was there was a skeleton...? I grabbed the picture and squinted, I didn't recognize this skeleton, but they looked very kind. They seemed to be holding the shoulders of a woman, but the picture was torn so I couldn't even see what the woman looked like. I felt chills fill me as thunder roars through again. I quickly put the picture back and sat by the fire. I get closer to the fire to warm my hands. It was quiet, I wondered if that strange woman would come back soon.

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I waited for what felt like forever before I saw the woman come back. she appeared to have some new wounds on her. I got up and rushed towards her. She was absolutely soaking wet, yet, she didn't seem bothered by it.

"A-Are you okay?" I asked through my slight fear. She watched me and shook a bit. She nodded as she gently pushed me back inside. She sat by the fire and pulled out some meat. I couldn't quite tell what kind of meat it was, but she began to cook it.

"I'm fine." Her voice came again soft and to the point. I watched as she cooked, but I couldn't keep quiet anymore.

"Why did you... um..." I began and she glanced up at me. I felt intimidated by her gaze, but I pushed through. "Why did you help me?" I asked and she blinked at me slowly. She looked back at the fire as she cooked. She moved her wing slightly.

"You are a child." She merely replied, turning the meat over the fire. I glanced at her, surprised.

"But that doesn't mean you had to help me..." I responded, and she blinked at me. She hummed while moving her wing and leaning back.

"A child cannot fend on their own." She merely responded again. She watched the fire while turning the meat. "This area is scary and not suitable for children. Even I, who have lived here for years, am afraid of it." She rotated the meat, and I blinked at her. I shuffled closer to the fire, and she looked at me again. I couldn't believe someone as intimidating as her would be frightened by this place. "Once the storm lets up, I will return you to your friends safely." She hummed as she shifted a bit. She kept turning the meat.

"Thank you," I responded, and she huffed gently and continued cooking. I studied her and tapped my lap with my palms before eventually speaking. "What is your name?" I asked. The woman nearly jumped at my quick query, and she looked up at me. She hummed gently as she continued to make the food.

"Hibbertia." The woman, or Hibbertia, responded as she continued cooking. I leaned on my legs as I looked at her.

"Well, um, Hibbertia, you seem hurt." I quickly said and she paused as she looked at me again. It was the obvious thing because she had cuts and scratches on her arms and legs. She hummed as she gave me the food she made and nodded.

"I am hurt, but you needn't worry about it, child." Hibbertia answered as she adjusted her seat. She reminded me of Toriel, and thinking about her made me sad. I shook my head and hummed while I ate a little.

"But I want to help you. You're hurt." I replied as she blinked at me slightly. I grabbed my bag, I hoped nothing was ruined from my fall, I rummaged and grabbed some bandages. I shifted a bit. "I mean- you got hurt getting me food and you saved me. I want to repay the favor." I looked up at her. She leaned back where she sat. I gave her a pleading look. I was a kid, it always works. She sighed.

"Very well." Hibbertia responded, and I grinned. I moved swiftly over to her and examined her cuts. They weren't as awful, but they appeared to hurt. I observed her stand perfectly still and began to utilize the first aid skills Baptisia had taught me. "Child... What is your name?" Hibbertia asked and I tensed. I blinked up at her. Her eyes shifted a bit as she looked at me.

"Um… Actually, my name is Frisk, but I go by Genoise." I responded, and she hummed. She nodded slowly as I cared for her wounds. I opened my mouth to speak, but she interrupted me.

"You are not from this place, are you?" Hibbertia asked, and I tensed. Well, I wasn't, but I didn't anticipate her to ask me out immediately away. I looked down to my lap.

"No, I am not. Neither are my friends." I responded quickly. She hummed and nodded, slowly. She slumped back against the wall.

"I figured since no human in their right mind would be kind to a cursed creature in this forest." Hibbertia hummed while watching me. I stared at her, and she seemed really menacing. I gulped a little, and she sighed. "Don't be frightened. I promise to get you home safely. Hibbertia sighed as she stood up and ran her fingers along the wall.

"Um... Can I ask you something?" I asked and she slowly nodded at me. I gulped and fixed my sweater. "Who's um.. the skeleton in that photo?" I ask as I point at it. Her eyes widen but then she looks away, her eyes looking sad. She hums as she looks back.

"An old friend of mine." She simply replied. She sounded sad at the mention of them. "He was... a truly amazing person. But..." She shook her head and sighed. "You needn't learn that, child." She looks back at me. I nod slowly as she leans back. "For now, little child, finish your food and get some sleep." Hibbertia peered at me through the corner of her mask. I nodded and returned to eating. I watched her as she looked at the previously taken photo.

I finished my food and went to sleep as she glanced at me. She fixed the cloak on me as I drifted into a dream.

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When I awoke, I was in the camp. I shot up and looked around. I still had the cloak. I could see Baptisia, Cian, and Soterios freaking out when I see Hibbertia begin to leave. She seems me looking at her and I reach for her. She pauses and looks back at me.

"Wait- Um… Thank you." I say and she slowly nods. She goes back into the brush as I hear Baptisia scream my name and rush over to me. I couldn't look away from where Hibbertia once stood and I wondered if I'd ever see her again. I rested my head into Baptisia's arm as she holds me and scolds me for running off.

They wonder how I got back and what occurred. I attempt to explain as best I can, but I keep Hibbertia out of it. I knew if I told them about her, they'd never allow me to find and befriend her. I was determined to be her friend.

I felt eyes on me and saw amethyst eyes staring back at me as Baptisia led me back to camp. I smile, and she nods before truly leaving.

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#The masked shadow #the lost spirit #the veiled guardian #the flowery weapon #artificially cursed sona #short story #honestly just about a cursed lady saving a kid and helping them get home #sweet honestly #just some friendship #and a woman scaring off monsters from a kid #and acting like a mom #POV of a frisk

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