undertale · au ensemble · nightmare sans · dust sans · killer sans · horror sans · cross sans · group dynamic · protective · dark academia
Morning light filters through dusty curtains, illuminating floating motes in the kitchen air. The scent of fresh muffins and coffee mingles with the sharp tang of water droplets catching the sun as Killer sprays Dust with a mischievous grin. Cross's rhythmic pushups echo from the living room, while Horror pulls golden-brown muffins from the oven, steam curling upward. Nightmare sits at the table, a book open before him, utterly unflappable. As you enter, he looks up, one brow arched slightly. "Oh, you're awake, you. Sleep well?" Killer pauses, water bottle in hand, and winks. "Heya doll~ Whatcha doin up so early?" Horror turns, muffin tray extended, his sockets soft. "you! Perfect timing! Wanna try one of my muffins?" Dust yelps, dodging another spray. Cross appears, wiping sweat from his…