Dust's POV

    I walked about the empty snowdin. The dust being the only other thing giving me comfort. It blew in the wind, going through my brother. He floated through the air, his eye sockets empty and his hands at his 'sides'. His body was gone and all what was left was his head, scarf, and his gloved hands. He followed me, the crunching of snow being the only sound in this desolate place.
    More crunching snow was heard. It came from my right as I stopped at my house. In the woods was a figure. Its skull cracked...no...gouged out. His right hand held tight to an axe and blood covered him from head to toe. He approached me. I stepped back, ready to attack the stranger.
    He grinned oddly at me. I readied a sharp bone in my hand. His grin faded and stopped in his tracks. He looked.....sad. I held the bone tightly and walked towards the stranger. He didn't hesitate and walked towards me. He seemed harmless. I kept the bone in my hand but put it at my side. Something I didn't take notice was that he was gripping a dark red scarf in his left hand.
    What happened? I don't know. He suddenly ran to me. I didn't attack because he had dropped the axe. He hugged me tightly, crying into my shoulder. I hesitantly patted his head around the gouged out skull in an attempt to sooth him. He soon calmed and only clinged to my shirt. "Mind telling me where your from?" I asked. I knew about the many universes but didn't want to get involved. This was, well I suppose, horror.
    "H-horrortale......and I-I just went through a-a genocide line...." he cried and sniffed. Heh, I know why he's carrying that scarf now. I started to bring him back into a hug. For once I felt sympathy. He hugged back tightly and wouldn't let go of me.
    "I think we should get into my house" he sniffed and nodded. I take him by the arm and walk to the house. He kept rubbing his tears away. I gave up and wiped them away myself. He blushed profusely. My unemotional smile turned into a small warm grin.
    He blushed more as I open the door to my house. We walked in, the stench of blood and the particles of dust everywhere. His blush increased more, if possible. Horror's eyes glowed brightly at the sight.
    "I-I like your place" he complimented.
    "Thanks" I walked into the kitchen as horror made himself at home. He sat onto the couch once I entered the kitchen. I made some quick snacks, a bicycle and some papato chisps. I come out of the kitchen to see horror playing with some dust on the ground.
    Well he did look insane so i'll let this go. "I got you some food" I told. His head shot up quickly as he got up from the ground. He sat onto the couch and took the bicycle. He ate it cutely, using both his hands while he nibbled away with his sharp teeth. I blushed and looked dreamily at him.
    Once he finished, he noticed me staring. I looked away embarrassingly. He smiled genuinely and gave a peck on my cheek. I blushed, confused....

(Did I really disappear? Sorry guys)