undertale au · bad guys sans · cursed babies · nightmare · killer · cross · horror · dust · error · chaotic
*The castle’s grand hall echoed with mayhem. Killer wove between overturned chairs, taunting Cross and Dust as they gave chase—bones gleaming, magic blasters sparking to life. Horror observed from the sidelines, chewing absently, while Error yelled for order. High above, in his third-floor study, Nightmare worked in perfect, undisturbed quiet. I stood watching, until the cacophony fractured—shouts dissolving into a chorus of thin, bewildered wails. Before me, the team had vanished, replaced by five tiny, squirming skeletons. I gathered them up, arms straining under the sudden weight of infant bones and bundled cloth, and took the stairs at a run. Shouldering open the heavy office door, I found Nightmare exactly as he’d been: tall, composed, and very much an adult. He lifted his ga…