Dust woke up in his bed, Phantom, the REAL Phantom hovering above him. When the fuck did he reset? He didn't remember reseting... actually... when did he get even get here? Ugh, he must've lost coherence at some point on his way back and reset at some point after getting here. That was becoming more common. "BROTHER ARE YOU OK? YOU WOULDN'T WAKE UP NO MATTER WHAT I SAID OR DID AND YOU KEPT THROWING UP.." That sounded about right. Well, he might as well tell Phantom now. He really wasn't used to the guy having a whole body. "i'm sick bro. dying and shit." Phantom, not knowing what Dust had done to him timelines before this, was horrified. "W-WHAT?! N-NO! YOU CAN'T DIE! ALPHYS CAN FIX THIS!" Phantom scooped Dust up who groaned painfully. His soul hurt. "she can't fix me bro... been dying for years..." Phantom was already carrying him downstairs though, mind set on saving his murderous brother. If Dust could, he would've run Phantom through with bones already, along with the rest of Snowdin. He was to tired though. Weak. He really wanted... to sleep... just for a minute... or two..

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Voices broke through his consciousness and forced him back into the waking world. He flipped himself over the edge of the gurney retching and coughing as more magic came up. Fuck, his soul hurt. "SANS ARE YOU OK?!" His gaze drifted hazily to Phantom as he blinked slowly, trying to comprehend where he was and what he was doing here. Alphys was there, giving him a pitiful look that made him want to blaster her into nothing and Undyne was there, keeping her emotions carefully under wraps. Right. He'd reset and Phantom was trying and failing to keep him from dying. "i'm clearly not, but for simplicity sake i'm going with yes." Dust grumbled quietly. "Y-you-"
"have soul degradation obviously. there's nothing that can be done so don't bother trying." He leaned back in the gurney, draping an arm over his skull. "less than three days to live." Phantom looked pleadingly at Alphys, sobbing. "YOU HAVE TO HELP HIM, YOU HAVE TO!" Alphys averted her gaze, finding the floor interesting. "She can't Pap, Soul Degradation is fatal.." Phantom was having one hell of a time accepting that fact. "NO, NO, NO THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING! RIGHT BROTHER?!"

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Dust found himself put on the spot. Hearing Phantom so desperate was bathing him more than usual too. Usually he could ignore Phantom's pleas and kill him with ease. Was it because he was dying? "i'm sorry bro, there really is nothing that can be done." Dust muttered as he gripped his chest. Now what the fuck was this?! Guilt? Dust shouldn't feel fucking guilt! He was doing the right thing, getting rid of the fucking brat, he shouldn't be guilty over shit- Dust was ubruptly picked up into Phantom's embrace and Dust gasped. How long had it been since he'd gotten a Papyrus hug..? "P-Papyrus! C-careful he's probably a-already hurting as it is!" Alphys chided. Dust's head flopped onto Phantom's shoulder. Shit. He was considering it now. Telling them everything before he died because they deserved to fucking know that he was a shitty excuse for a monster and brother. Great. "... i'm sorry." Phantom hugged him tighter. "DON'T. Y-YOU COULDN'T CONTROL THIS. S-SANS, I REALLY DON'T WANT YOU TO- THERE IS SO MUCH TO DO STILL- YOU HAVEN'T GOTTEN TO SEE THE STARS!" Dust picked himself up and wiped away his brother's tears. He couldn't remember the last time he actually showed affection either. "not for that... for killing you."