Reborn As A Dust Sans [Undertale Multiverse]

Ch29 - Games

Ashe's POV

"Dust bunny! Get in here!" Killer called out.

Dust emerged from the other room. You couldn't help but notice the small hint of glitter on his phalanges, but if anybody else noticed, they said nothing. You decided to keep quiet on that little tidbit of information - if Killer was taping stuff to the ceiling, then it made sense Dust might be up to pranks of his own.

"What do yer want?" he grunted.

'Knife monopoly,' you signed with a wide grn. 'I think aunty Killer wants you here while explaining the rules.'

With Killer still taking up the majority of the couch space, Dust glared. "Move yer legs."

"Nope!" Killer snickered.

"Move. Yer. Fuckin'. Legs," Dust tried again.

Killer poked out his tongue instead, making no effort to move. With the other clearly not willing to move out of the way, Dust sighed and sat himself down on top of kIller's legs. "Hey!" Killer shouted.

"Told yer to fuckin' move and ya didn't. Deal wit' it," he grunted.

Killer just poked his tongue out again. His attention then turned back to you. "So! In normal knife monopoly, every time you buy a house, you balance a knife on a shelf above you. Then, when somebody lands on your property, prior to paying you, they get the chance to jump up and down in hopes the knife stabs ya! If you do get stabbed, you lose that property and all the houses on it!"

'You said 'normal' knife monopoly... Does that mean you play differently?'

Dust snorted. "We got extra rules tah make it harder," he explained.

"Yeah! If you draw a chance car and there's a knife doodled on it in sharpie, that means ya get to throw a knife at whoever you want. If you roll doubles, expect to dodge, 'cuz everybody at the table has to throw a knife at ya."

"I would tell ya there's no intent in th' knife throwin', but it tends tah get real outta control, especially since Killcat cheats n' shit," Dust elaborated. "An' we don't jump up n' down ta try n' make the knives fall, we throw somethin' at the shelf."

Killer snickered. "It's not cheating if you don't know what I'm doing to cheat," he retorted. "If ya do manage to figure it out, though, feel free to throw a knife!"

"Also the... chance cards... are mostly... dares instead... like pranking Cross... with Cows... or what... Dust did... to Killer's shower... ten minutes ago."

"Wait, what did he do to my shower?" Killer exclaimed

"Nothin'," Dust let out, but his crooked grin suggested that was a complete lie. Did he glitterbomb Killer's shower? The idea of the tar-faced skeleton covered in glitter sounded fun. "Anyway, th' biggest rule is tha' yer can't let Nightmare figure out we're playin'."

"We also don't always let Crossy play cuz he's a snitch," Killer added. "Usually gotta bribe him with something. Error's really good at playing, though, so if ever he joins, pray he isn't mad or you're gonna have a really rough time."

"Is it safe... for lil lambchop... to play though?" Horror let out, frowning deeply.

"Pffft, fuck no," Killer snorted. "Knife monopoly isn't meant to be safe, Rory. That's the whole point!"

"But they don't... train with us... so we don't know... how well they can... dodge attacks... or how much... health they have," he elaborated.

"I think you're underestimating them, Rory," Killer grinned.

Dust gave a sly grin at that. "They're 'verse was close ta mine, so I'm guessin' their stats are close ta how mine used ta be. Ain't the greatest, but 'nough ta fuck around with knives."

'Can you check me? It'd be quicker than reading it all out,' you signed.

"Er... It comes up as 'can't check two people at once'?" Killer let out, and the expressions of the others signified it was probably the same for them too.

"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU CAN'T CHECK EITHER OF US UNLESS YOU HAVE THE CONSENT OF BOTH OF US!" he exclaimed. "AND SINCE I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE THE ONES CHECKING US, I REACTIVELY DECLINED IT!"

Killer fell off the couch, clearly startled by the sudden re-emergence of your ghostly sibling. "Fuck!!" he screeched, throwing a glowing red knife through the air purely on reflex. Thankfully, it just went straight through the spirit, landing in the wall behind him.

"LANGUAGE!" Papy scolded, and you couldn't help but wonder if he had even noticed the knife with how little he reacted to it. Was language really more important than avoiding being stabbed? You sighed when you realised the answer was probably a yes.

"Where th' fuck did yer even come from!?" Dust let out, also looking a little startled.

Horror was the only one who seemed completely unphased, instead taking a moment to pat your skull as though he was worried you might have been startled. Which, you hadn't been, but you enjoyed the affection.

"I CAME FROM THE CHICKENS OUTSIDE!" he exclaimed as though the answer were obvious. "SPEAKING OF, THE BROWN ONE WITH SPOTS IS REALLY ANGRY. WHY IS HE SO ANGRY?"

"She," Horror snorted in correction. "That one is called... Knife JR... because she managed... to steal a knife... and run around with it... for an hour... before Nightmare... managed to confiscate... it from her."

If your brother had eyelights, you were sure they would be sparkling. "NYEH HEH! SO SHE'S A STAB CHICKEN? I NEED TO FIND A WAY TO BEFRIEND HER!" he exclaimed, posing dramatically so his black scarf would float behind him.

'Papy, are you comfortable with letting the check go through? I don't mind the people here knowing our STATs,' you signed to him.

"SURE! ALSO, I'M GOING BY SPOOKY NOW! YOU SAID THERE ARE OTHER PAPYRUS' OUT THERE AND I DON'T WANT TO SHARE A NAME, ESPECIALLY IF THEY'RE ANYTHING LIKE THE UGLY PAPYRUS I HAD TO POSSESS."

You giggled at that. 'That's fine by me! You're my brother no matter what name you go by. Spooky is a cute name anyway, I like it,' you signed with a hum. Turning to the others, you gave a small nod, indicating they were now free to CHECK you.

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NAME : Ashe

LV : 17

ATTK : 450

DEF : 700

HP: 700/500 [EFF: Magi-bonded]

*Not even Death can separate them from Spooky

*Waiting for the right moment to introduce the idea of Knife Tag

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NAME : Spooky

LV : 0

ATTK : 0 [Or 0.75 of ATTK of possessed]

DEF : 0 [Or 0.75 of DEF of possessed]

HP: -200/0 [EFF: Magi-bonded]

*Not even Death can separate him from Ashe

*Scared of the angry chicken outside, but determined to make friends with her