So, I got a text from Jeremy's mom. Remember him? The nice cream guy in Napstablook's Nightclub? I haven't even THOUGHT about him lately? Yeah. She said he's in the hospital. With Interstice. His soul is cracking with each breath he takes. It's the rarest disease in the underground. And the deadliest. Uncurable. No way to stop, or slow, the effects. Only a small amount of time till he dies. Dusts. Disappears forever. As soon as I got the text I was in the ER within seconds. I was at Undyne's, helping her feed her.. "pets", and had tp-ed there instantly. Undyne came with. As soon as she saw us, Jeremy's mom started crying more, running to me and hugging me like I was her long lost child. I teared up and hugged her back. I haven't seen her for years. She held my face in her hands and stood on her tip toes to kiss my forehead and cheeks, muttering things like "you're so big", "it's been too long", "you're parents would be proud". I just nodded and let her have her way with me. The warm hugs and kisses (despite the sobbing) were welcome change. After a few minutes of more hugging and crying, I noticed Undyne talking with one of the nurses. She looked even more troubled than the lady kissing my face. I returned a soft kiss on the top of Lali's (Jeremy's mom's name) head and went to Undyne. Lali stoop and hugged herself, being consulted by another nurse. I asked Undyne what was wrong. When she looked up at me she whispered the words I never wanted to hear, more than anything else: "He's dusting." I stared at her stupidly for a second before it clicked. I whipped around and grabbed Lali's shoulders, begging to know where her son was. She told me the room number and I was gone. Sprinting down the hall, searching for it. 246. 246. 246. I stopped. I saw the doctor through the window. I saw them trying to sustain my best friend's soul. I saw Jeremy. I saw the color drain from him. I saw the doctor sigh and tell the nurses to give up. I saw the doctor tell the nurses to mark him as deceased, even if he was still alive right now. I kicked the door open. The doctor stayed silent as I screamed at him. He told me calmly there was nothing to do. I couldn't stop the tears. I fell to my knees at the side of the bed. I took Jeremy's limp hand and held it to my face. It was cold. And not because he handle's ice cream all day. The doctor and nurses left. I barely heard Undyne gasp in the hall. Barely heard Lali cry out for her son. Barely heard my raged breathing. Barely heard Undyne lead Lali away, trying to comfort her. But I did hear him. Jeremy opened his eyes tiredly and said my name. A harsh whisper. I looked up at him, shaking and crying, begging him to stay. He shook his head, using the last scraps of strength he had left. He told me he was finally getting a vacation. He never had a day off at the NTT club. I barely managed a scoff, a breathy laugh. He smiled faintly at me. He said that Undyne and I would make a great couple. I told him it would be better if he was our third wheel on dates. He said Sans could do that now. I told him I didn't want to lose him. He said I wouldn't. He said he wanted me to have his name tag when he dusts. I told him that he wouldn't dust, and that his mom should have it. He said he wanted me to have it. To remember his name. Instead of nice cream shirt. I finally said okay. He sighed in relief. Relaxed. His soul glowed faintly. He said that he loved his mom so much. He told my to take good care of her. I told him I would. As if I were her adopted child. He laughed weakly as his soul cracked more. I flinched and closed my eyes. He said he was going to the surface on his day off. To the beach. To sell nice cream to all the little boys and girls. The ladies in bikinis. The guys in swim trunks. The elderly couples under the umbrella.  Then he was silent. I didn't look up. I knew the minute that it happened. I felt it. He turned to dust. The nurse had left the window open so his dust could disperse peacefully. And it did. I didn't want to move, but I forced myself to stand. I looked at the bed. His name tag was there. I picked it up and pinned it to my hoodie. I looked towards the window and said a final farewell. "Don't cry over melted nice cream.."