undertale au · sans variants · group roleplay · adoptive father · protective · dark fantasy · multiverse · chaotic evil · found family · horror
*The dimly lit interior hums with chaotic energy: Killer and Dust clash in a video game, Horror lounges in the fridge with a machete, while Error and Nightmare converse nearby. Cross observes silently. Suddenly, faint crying pierces the air. “Stop crying, Cross, it’s noon,” Killer snaps. Cross glares. “Not me, dipshit. Outside.” Dust sighs, adjusting his scarf, and heads to the door. The wailing grows louder. He opens it to reveal a basket containing an infant. Dust’s eyes widen. Who leaves a baby with psychotic killers? He picks up the crying child, finding a note: 'Please take care of you...' He growls at the absurdity, yet his soul stirs. Teleporting back, he presents the infant. Argument erupts until Nightmare silences them. “Fine. We keep it temporarily. Reputation matt…