-HorrorTale #15-

The Sans smelled the chicken the moment they stepped through the portal. He leaned forward watching them ready to pounce.

Fresh 404 uses his rainbow strings to set one of the buckets to chicken in front of the HorrorTale Sans. "Hello Sans have a bite then we can talk."

The Sans snatched it with a growl never taking his eyelight off them. While he sniffed it over drooling.

Edge moves a little closer to the kid actually feeling uncomfortable. "Are you sure about this kid."

"Look closer, Edge, look at how thin his bones are. The edges around the hole in his skull are thin as eggshell." Fresh 404 frowns worry reflected in his voice.

Edge growls then reluctantly shakes his head. "I can't see details from this far away kid. Most Sans are a little nearsighted."

Fresh 404 hums in understanding, "we understand mom was close to blind more than a few feet away seeing more by magic and his other senses than he eyelights."

Edge looked at them shocked that Error's eyesight was that bad. "How did he even do his job like that."

Fresh 404 shrugs watching the HorrorTale Sans eats the chicken bones and all. He uses his strings to set a second bucket of chicken down in front of him. "How would we know? We just know mom managed."

The HorrorTale Sans slowed half way through the second bucket and eyes the three remaining calculating the easiest way to get them.

Edge watches, "looks like he is slowing down some. Do you think he is full?"

"Probably but he will eat himself sick if we let him so he is not getting more yet." Fresh 404 smiled and slowly walked towards the sentry station. "HorrorTale Sans #15 we are here to talk. As you see we come bearing gifts. What would you like to be called?"

He growled and half hunched over his chicken bucket. "Hatchet you can call me Hatchet."

Edge winces at the rough rasp of a voice cutting through the icy air. "Kid are you sure this isn't a waste of time?"

Fresh 404 shook their skull. "Edge even if they don't come with us giving help and comfort when we can will never be time wasted." Turning their attention back to Hatchet they let the smile fade as they studied him. "Hatchet we have come to ask if you and your brother want to move to HorrorTale #0. It was under Nightmare's care for a long time and conditions are better there. But Horror and Scream left the multiverse and it is unstable now without a Sans and Papyrus."

Hatchet watches them while chewing on a chicken leg then finally nods. "Sure if it means taking care of my bro."

"Why don't we go find your bro and he can have some chicken." Fresh 404 gestures for Hatchet to lead the way.

Edge shivers hearing Hatchet's bones creak and grind as he stood still clucking his bucket of chicken.

Fresh 404 followed Hatchet as he shuffled off towards Snowdin. "If your brother is agreeable we would take you two home with us today and move you to HorrorTale #0 tomorrow. You don't actually have to stay there much just every few resets, and that AU can go years without resetting."

They stop at Papyrus station where he is passed out. Hatchet just stands there swaying just staring at him.

Fresh 404 frowns and pulls a water bottle and a bottle of magic infused honey out of his inventory. "Hatchet please help your brother set up." Opening both bottles they add some honey to the water, screw the top on good and shake it up while putting the honey away.

Edge watched with wide sockets not knowing what to do. "What is that for, kid?"

"Remember what Doc Sans gave Larkspur and the others who weren't waking up from magic depletion? Honey actually holds really high amounts of magic when infused. He needs a kick of magic and nutrients to get him started." Fresh 404 passes the bottle of Hatchet as soon as he shuffles around the station and props Papyrus up. "Get him to drink this."

Hatchet tilts Papyrus's head back and pours the honey water into his mouth then just holds him when it is all gone. After a few minutes his eyelights flicker slightly but that is it.

"Kid I think we should take him to a real medic if you are sure about them." Edge stuffs the remaining buckets of chicken and slaw into his inventory.

Fresh 404 nods slightly, "Hatchet may we take you and your brother to a healer?"

Hatchet just blinked slowly then nodded clearly the influx of magic and nutrients was causing his depleted system to divert what few resources he had to processing.

Edge grunted and walked around to Hatchet's side lifting the unconscious Papyrus into his arms. "Let's just go already."

Fresh 404 opens a portal to MedicalTale # 0 and takes Hatchet gently by the elbow. "Lead the way Edge."

Edge didn't need to be told twice carrying the Papyrus through the portal. Not really stopping to question why taking care of him suddenly felt so important when just a few minutes ago he was questioning if he and the Sans, Fresh 404 was guiding through the portal behind them where even worth the time to recruit.

-MedicalTale #0-

As soon as the portal closed behind them Fresh 404 eased Hatchet down into a waiting room chair and hurried to the emergency check in desk for once glad Inky made every AU that popped into his head.

They were fortunate that they could take both Papyrus and Hatchet back for treatment immediately. Fresh checked Papyrus in with his name and AU designation not having a nickname for him.

Edge watched the kid fill out paperwork occasionally opening a code panel and just staring at it before filling in information or flipping a page. He didn't know what to think. The kid was supposed to be the destroyer but instead he antagonized Fell for being harsh, rescued bitties, and then went into a hell hole worse than his and pulled out a Sans and Papyrus on the verge of dusting.

Fresh 404 finished filling out paperwork with a sigh closing the panels he was using to get medical history of the HorrorTale #15 skeleton brothers. "Edge if we open a portal for you, will you go to council HQ and find someone to stay here with them so we can check in on Powder?"

"I don't know if I am allowed to leave you alone while you are working. It is one thing to be a room away another to be in a different AU. How about we just call someone?" Edge looks uncomfortably down at his hands while Fresh 404 gets up and turns in the paperwork.

"We have a limited number of contacts. It takes time to track down phone numbers in the codes. We prioritized family. Unfortunately Dream is in no condition to be here, Stretch needs to be in is AU for a couple of resets. Geno and his boyfriend are scheduled for tomorrow. We also have Life and Golden's phone numbers but again they are busy. You're on the council, do you have a contact list?" Fresh 404 drops into a chair with a tired sigh.

Edge takes out his phone, "you need a full contacts list. Setting around waiting for news sounds like a job for Classic, he will end up napping till there is news."

"Fox we are not even sure we can leave sooner or later Hatchet will have the energy to focus and he is still a HorrorTale Sans I doubt he will be docile." Fresh 404 rubbed his face looking tired.

Edge sends a text glancing at it while watching the kid. "Then maybe you should just stay here and rest while we wait."

"Edge as lovely as that sounds. We both know that just because we have breathing room doesn't mean we can actually afford to keep a reasonable schedule. Not if we want to actually keep quality of life things like. Rest, food, a social life." Fresh 404 ignored the portal opening by the entrance after all MedicalTale and its copies were the best hospitals in the multiverse.

Classic steps through the portal frowning at what the kid is saying. "Pushing your limits like that is not healthy kid."

Edge looks at Classic then back at the kid to see they had set up straight and put on a calm look like they hadn't just been slumped in the chair looking exhausted. "Just one more stop and that one is to talk, not actually do any deletion or repairs right?"

"Yes, Edge just one more stop today but that was before this." Fresh 404 pushes to their feet with the grace of a trained fighter instead of the typical clumsiness to an over tall half grown kid.

The front the kid was putting on and their Determination to keep going brought back almost forgotten memories of Papyrus when he was that age and just started training for the royal guard for Classic. It was bittersweet having memories of so long ago dredged up but also worrying. "There will always be, a this. Isn't that why your dad had a team? Until you have one let the council do some of the heavy lifting."

"I will stay. Hatchet has at least seen me. I may not have your string tricks but I do have a bucket of fried chicken in my inventory that seemed to make him pretty agreeable before." He glances at Classic, "Classic can go with you and you can get home. You have folks waiting for you who will be worried."

Sighing Fresh 404 reluctantly nods. "Fine but we are trading phone numbers so you can keep us updated." Opening their inventory they pull out a book titled HorrorTale Survival - Customs and Culture. "Read this so you don't end up engaged or something."

Classic chuckles when Edge blushes crimson. "Wouldn't be the first time cultural differences tripped Edge up. He once thought we were dating for like a year and then got mad when I had to explain that hanging out without fighting wasn't dating in my AU."

Smiling slightly Fresh 404 opened a portal to DustTale #3. "That is nothing dad told me about when Dust almost ended up marrying Horror by accident and Horror was so not happy about it."

Classic shakes his head. "How did that happen and how did they sort it out." He waved to Edge following the laughing kid through the portal.

Fresh 404 laughs as he heads into the portal. "Now that is quite the story."

-DustTale #3-

Dusty stayed quiet just taking in the newcomer. Trying to understand why the kid had gone tense when he showed up.

"So how did it happen?" Classic went along with the distraction, but he wasn't fooled; he knew a fake laugh when he heard it. After all he was a master at masking his feelings with laughs and a fake smile.

"Well you see when dad first took Horror onto his team he was in really bad shape. He didn't need to be hospitalized like Hatchet because mom had been doing what he could for him and his brother but it was a close thing. His bones were thin, and brittle, he got sick easily, he had no stamina. Dad put him on light duty around the castle to keep him safe while he recovered. Dust was still pretty out of it but Horror's condition kicked him in the brotherly instincts and he started cooking for him and trying to take care of him. But doing that for someone outside your family is pretty much courtship in HorrorTale." Fresh 404 glances at Classic with eyelights that put the lie to his cheerful tone as he sidestepped a trap. "Horror accepted the food but never shared or returned the favor, basically thanks but no thanks. Then Dust invited Horror to cook with him. Horror absolutely exploded, cursed him out and told Dust that hell no he would not marry him and to leave him alone. Dust of course was confused and angry and still pretty crazy but things at least stayed verbal. Dad ended up breaking it up explaining cultural differences and adopting the whole team so they were brothers and that took care of the problem."

Soft clapping sounded at the end of the story. "So you are one of Nightmare's boys? I thought they all left?" The local Sans smirks at them from where he sat on the counter of his station. He looked slightly different than Dust wearing skinny jeans, a red sweater, the standard blue and grey hooded jacket, black combat boots, and fingerless gloves.

Classic shortcut to the kids side watching carefully, surprised by how calm the DustTale Sans was being.

"They did but we had to stay behind to take up mom's side of the balance. We are Fresh 404." They give a slight bow keeping eyelight contact.

"I am Powder. I know Fresh but not you. Who are you and why shouldn't I kill you for EXP, and LV?" Powder grins at them.

"Well other than him having Error's job known. There is the fact that he is the only one likely to take you out of your AU so you get a break from the brat." Classic shrugs and gives an empty smile.

"Now Classic they are not a brat DustTale Frisks are psycho little abominations. That someone should have spanked Inky for, ever creating." Fresh 404 smiles at Powder, "404 was an outcode Inky made in Error's image with some of Nightmare's codes thrown into the mix that he tested attacks on. Error and Nightmare found him after he escaped and put him in stasis a long time ago after a lot of care therapy and healing. He was about ready to wake up when the fall happened. The council decided to wake him up and power him up by giving brusph to me as a host. Ya get us dawg?"

"Weird what happened to ya fresh lingo it is almost gone." Powder hops off his station and holds out his hand for a warriors arm clasp. "Fifteen funking resets Fresh without even a phone call. Rose is not going to let you out of his sight for at least a week you know that right?"

Classic blinks startled to realize that Fresh was actually friends with Powder. "Well this is slightly confusing."

"Ya da new bro gets unfresh with ma stuff if I use too much lingo, but he shares well, an simi-immortal so no more switching hosts bru." Fresh shrugs then breaks the arm clasp to hug Powder. "Rose still alive this rest? We are here ta spring you for a bit we need you two to take over DustTale #0, an you can hang out at our place when ya aren't needed for resets. We are building a team like Nightmare had so if you want you can even do your thing sometimes."

"Ya Fresh, Rose is at home working on trap design. The psycho abomination isn't due till tomorrow." Powder grins letting Fresh 404 go. "But Fresh you know the price of us leaving with you."

Classic was surprised he thought that all DustTale Sanses were crazy from killing their brothers.

"Ya bru you want your AU destroyed so your folks don't have ta suffer." Fresh 404 frowns, "we can't do that... not until we remove the human or they might try to reset and glitch things badly."

"Heh so they are a problem like always. Come on let's get out of the snow and figure this out. Unfortunately this doesn't sound like a problem I can stab." Powder grabbed them both and shortcuts to Snowdin.

"I never thought the day would come when I would be in a DustTale, Snowdin." Classic looks around noting how dark it is and how the dust in the air is constantly moving.

"Really Judge? Never interested in hearing their story? You would find it shockingly familiar. After all the original DustTale was an early copy of UnderTale, the first to break away and became an original in its own right in fact." Fresh 404 gave the empty smile that was all he could muster while looking at the blind judge who had planned Error's murder.

Powder glances between them and shakes his head. "Never know Fresh to hangout with people he doesn't like before."

Classic looks away with a wince. "Kid, that point has already been made, you think I don't know how hard I failed."

"We have read the council hall's history." Fresh 404 watched Classic wince with cold eyelights.

After looking between them Powder decided to ignore it for now, and lead them to his house opening the door. "Hey Paps we have multiverse guests."

"Sans don't joke about that you know King Nightmare and his family are the only ones that bother with us and they are gone." Papyrus wearing a pink sweater, and green skinny jeans, with pink combat boots didn't even look up from the papers on the table.

"Aren't ya forgetting someone dawg? Maybe ya most radical Fresh brusph?" Fresh 404 grinned when Papyrus jumped to his feet and spun on his heel to tackle hug them.

Powder with amusement watched his brother tackle Fresh. "Did I mention we were worried when you didn't stop by or call for seven and a half months, with the multiverse falling."

"Don't touch me!" Static invaded Fresh 404's voice. "Wow, wow, chillax. Rosy bru host can't handle sudden touch."

Classic reacts without thinking using blue magic to yank the Papyrus away from Fresh 404 and drop him on the couch. "Hands off the kiddos."

Powder had Classic slammed against the wall with a knife against his throat before Papyrus was even fully on the couch. "Don't touch my bro."

Before things could get any more out of hand Fresh 404 yanked Powder away from Classic with rainbow strings and cocooned everyone but himself and Dusty. "Nope not on our watch dawg."

"Freshy are you okay? Is your host okay? You look and sound different." Rosy looks at them worried ignoring his brother being stabby.

"Rose, we are okay, Inky was being a unrad when he made 404 and it burns when we are touched unless we start it or expect it and mentally accept it." Fresh 404 side rubbing their face tiredly.

"Kiddo do you need to set down? You were already pushing your magic reserves before this mess." Classic relaxed not fighting the cocoon.

Powder stares at Fresh 404 then growls. "Kid what do you mean kid? Fresh never takes kids as hosts."

There was a long uncomfortable silence after Powder spoke. "Didn't exactly know his age beforehand he is really tall dawg." Fresh 404 looked away, not meeting anyone's eyelights. "Will you all drop it? Fresh had consent for what we needed to save our multiverse."

Rose looks from Fresh 404 to Powder and Classic then back. "Fresh 404 let us go and come set down. You clearly need a rest and we need to know what is going on."

Classic glances from Powder to Rose then back at Fresh 404. Deciding to keep his mouth shut.

Powder frowns slightly. "Fresh you know Rose is always right set your tailbone down and start talking."

Surprisingly Fresh 404 dropped into the chair Rose was in earlier, actually doing as he was told for the first time in front of Classic. "Fine, here is the run down dawg. 404 is Amendment he would have taken over the anti-virus part of Error's job someday if Error was still around. But he is still a kid and Inky doesn't have the power to make multiverse level gods. Like Reaper couldn't reap Error, Inky, Dream, or Nightmare because he is a lower ranked god, get me bru? Dream isn't even a demigod technically, he is a guardian and a part of the greater multiverse. To be a god at that level you have to either be made by or elevated by a deity. So 404 is like fourteen and he has a lot of power and still has a lot of potential but he is only ReaperTale level a lot but not enough. My radical self amps up my host so the council decided to give him to me as a host so we would be able to do Error's job. We can do it now but the catch is we are not a god and are still Amendment sure we can delete an AU but that is the thing an AU as in one per day. We are meant for editing and repair. We can do that all day and it won't tax us too much but delete one AU and total wipe out."

Rose watches Fresh 404 thinking about what he said. "So your host is a kid, together you can meet Error's level of power, but it is not quite the right power. You don't have a patron deity making using your magic easier so all the strain is on you and your host, and you don't really have a choice about making it work if the multiverse is to survive?"

"Well damn that sucks. You mentioned us moving, what is that about?" Powder tries to relax into the strings to see if they let go.

"We need to move a Sans and Papyrus to DustTale #0, and reboot it to stabilize the AU chain. Friends or not we would consider removing this AU chain as a suffering AU chain but it is too old and meshed with too many others to do so without damaging the fabric of the multiverse the same with HorrorTale. If you agree to take Dust and Ash's places you only have to be there every fifth or sixth reset. We can also repair the codes so that you don't have to worry about Rose ending up like Ash." They give a lazy Fresh grin but it doesn't quite reach their eyelights.

Rose glances at Powder then nods. "We will do it but there is a price. I hate to put it on your shoulders my friend but if we leave this AU must go."

"We can't do that today. Come to the castle stay with us until the child is removed and this AU can be deleted." Fresh 404 snaps his fingers and the string cocoons puff into rainbow mist.

Classic didn't manage to land on his feet like Powder but he got up quick enough not bothering to dust himself off.

Powder glances at Rose. "I am going to pack." He shrugs and gives Classic a warning glare before walking up the stairs.

Fresh 404 opens his inventory and takes out four of the special cookies from Retconned offering one to Dusty causing Rose to gasp and his eyelights to go starry when Dusty climbed up on Fresh 404's collar fluff. "Aww Rosy bru you can have one to." Grinning they offer Rose a cookie.

Rose accepts watching Dusty chew on the edge of a cookie almost as big as he is with his eyelights all starry.

"Freshy! Who is that on your shoulder? I didn't know there was any AU with monsters that small!" Rose almost vibrated in place like he was already on a sugar high.

Powder comes out of his room with a duffel bag that was open with a shirtsleeve hanging out and Fresh 404 tosses him a cookie which he catches.

Fresh 404 gives Rose a bright blue grin. "That is our new brusph Dusty. He is a Bitty. Bitties are from BittyTale, where there are humans, normal monsters, and bitties all living on the surface. Bitties are miniature versions of monsters from all the AU, they need companionship from either a human or full sized monsters to support their magic or they fall down. Thought colonies have proven they can support each other without outside help for extended periods of time. Dusty is from one such colony." They eat their cookie ignoring that Classic didn't get one.

Powder absently bites into his cookie and goes completely still savoring the flavor of the best chocolate chip cookie he has ever tasted. Rich, smooth, flavor with a crispy outside and warm goodness of chips that are still melted. "Dang Fresh who made the cookies and are they single?"

Rose tried his cookie and his eyelights went starry. "Wowie these are amazing"

Fresh 404 chuckles, "Sorry Powder. Don't think he has been born yet." They chuckle at the pained looks he got for that.

Classic sighed and facepalmed, "Kid how does someone who hasn't been born yet bake cookies."

Powder didn't bother with logic. This was Fresh the laws of physics, logic, common sense, and time always seemed to bend to his needs within the limits of his host. But nibbling that cookie he could feel the healing, love, and compassion baked in with the magic. "So who do we have to ship to get them born? I want more cookies."

Rose nods more than happy to promote healthy hobbies in his brother. They may have taken a dust filled path out of necessity but that didn't stop him wanting the best for his Sans. "Yes Fresh, who is the lucky pair?"

Fresh 404 laughs relaxing. "We don't know for sure but we strongly suspect a couple who are already seeing each other. He didn't exactly tell us who they are. What we know is they are the adoptive parent of a Fresh. Seeing as there is one rad tastic Fresh per multiverse, and he pretty much admitted that being a multiverse traveler who followed a call so some kind of higher guardian we think who uses different versions of themselves or a call to navigate."

Classic growned, "kid never say that again if Inky ever thought he could explore the omniverse and come back there would be no stopping him."

Rose nods with a worried look. "That sounds like the twerp. No impulse control."

"That is less of a concern than him trying to retrieve mom. Inky is not a multiverse traveler at least not ours but who knows in the omniverse there might be one. Sorry dawg never had the right host ta multiverse hop." Fresh 404 opened a code panel glancing through the codes.

"The right host meaning Fresh could with the right host?" Powder leans on the railing above watching them.

"Yes and na. It's more complicated than that dawg. 'M strength and abilities are dependent on the host. Would have ta be a near perfect match ta open up the omniverse ta us." Fresh 404 closes the panel with a thoughtful frown.

"You and the kid argue too much to go exploring?" Classic watches them having got the message that he is not part of this little group just a council ordered tag along.

"Na we are ta connected ta this Multiverse ta travel ya got to not mind losing what ya got or have a sure way back." Fresh 404 shrugs not seeming to care that they are more or less admitting to being trapped by caring.

"Rose, why don't you pack a bag and Fresh and I can do a last patrol before we leave." Powder walks down the stairs ready for a change of subject.

"Okay brother no need to be impatient." Rose stands with a chuckle. "Go take your walk, I won't take long."

Powder nods, dropping his bag by the couch and walking out. Waving for Fresh 404 to follow him. "Come on I want to know where we are going."

"Sure brusph." Fresh 404 starts to follow Powder out then stops and points at Classic. "Play nice with Rose or we will tell your brother and close your tab at Grillby's." They wave at Rose and chase after Powder.

Classic watches them walk out then sighs. "Man the kid holds a grudge just like his dad."

"You know Fresh's host's parents?" Rose heads up the stairs to pack leaving Classic to trail after.

"You know them better apparently 404 was made by Inky in Error's image with some of Nightmare's codes. The kid calls them his parents, and no one is really arguing the point." Classic shrugs.

Rose sighs grabbing a duffel and putting some folded clothes and a couple of books in it. "That is unfortunate to lose them like that. At least they have Fresh."

"How do you and your brother know Fresh? I wasn't aware he was on good terms with any AU before this." Classic looked around seeing the neglected action figures and models on the shelves.

"Well you see Fresh passed through scouting for a host before this AU had finished its first cycle and gone full DustTale. The human got the drop on him and he would have lost his host without a potential host nearby which would have left Fresh in a bad way. Powder willingly temporarily hosted him. Fresh has helped out here and there ever since. Information, training, getting us in touch with Nightmare. Sometimes just company, over the years he has been a good friend." He gives Classic a stern look. "One would never expect it based solely on what he has to do to survive."

Classic winced, "So how is this AU different from DustTale #0 ? I admit to not knowing much about the DustTale AU chain."

"Well it all started when Powder hosted Fresh while he was looking for a long term host. Fresh learned about what the human was doing here and that we were all aware of the rests. Fresh showed Powder what happens when a Sans kills his brother or is trapped alone too long. Fresh brought Powder home and let him go. When we later voted to give Sans our EXP so he could stop the human. Powder refuses unless I was willing to stay with him and help him stay mostly sane." Rose shrugs, zipping his bag. "If Powder hadn't helped Fresh the only difference would be that everyone knows what is happening and lets Powder do his job. Heck Undyn trains him."

"That is very different from what I have heard about DustTale #0." Classic frowns eyelights resting on the floor while he thinks. "I didn't even know Fresh could let a host go alive."

-Just Before the Snowdin Sign-

"Bru what did you need to say that you didn't want Classic ta hear." Fresh 404 leaned against a tree watching Powder pace and kick snow.

"I want to stab him. How can that be the Judge? He is fat and lazy, he doesn't bother doing his job right, he is more willing to throw away and sacrifice others than I have ever been." Powder started stabbing the ground over and over screaming his anger and frustration.

Fresh 404 watches letting him get it out of his system. Before they kneel behind him when he settles down to just crying and hugs him from behind, just holding Powder close. "It is okay you're okay. We are here. We know it's not fair. We know that you have fought your hardest. We know that you are angry, frustrated, and sad that your AU never sees the surface. It isn't right, it isn't fair, it isn't anything like justices."

Powder turned to him clinging to Fresh 404 while he cried his aching SOUL out. After about an hour of kneeling there in the snow he cried himself to sleep.

Fresh 404 shifted Powder to hold him with one arm while opening the codes and setting a SOUL trap for Frisk.

"Is he going to be okay?" Dusty looked down at Powder almost losing his perch in doing so.

"He is very stressed and unhappy in his role. We hope a good rest and therapy can help." Finishing Fresh 404 closed the codes, picked up Powder and stood. "Let's go, his brother is probably worried by now."

"Very." Classic shuffle walks up to them taking in the torn up earth, the knife still driven into the dirt, Powder's tear stained face, and the way he clung the Fresh 404's coat even in sleep. "I guess Fresh ended up being the big brother for these guys?"

"The nature of their relationships does not need definitions. Where is Rose?" Fresh 404 frowned seeing Classic there. "You should not wander around here most of the AU is trapped."

"Rose told me to stay in Snowdin. So, are we going back?" Classic watches the protective way Fresh 404 was holding Powder, the big brother vibes made him nervous. He knew what he would do to protect Paps.

Fresh 404 grumbles leading the way back to the house. "We understand the logic of making the council get to know us. That doesn't make dragging dead weight around and making sure you don't die less annoying."

Classic just sighs, "mistakes are being made, we should have had a test run before signing the contract."

"Isn't that the way of it with any demons bargen the devil is in the details. Only this time it cuts both ways." Fresh 404 stops by the door and waits for Classic to open it.

Classic opens the door to find Rose waiting with both bags and a worried look. "Is Powder okay?"

Fresh 404 nods shifting the smaller skeleton in his arms to an easier carrying position. "Yes Rose he just exhausted himself. He will be back on his feet after a nap."

Rose grabs the bags, casting worried looks at Powder. "That is not like him, his stamina has been improving as his LV goes up."

"Rosy bru, we can get him a check up if ya want but not tonight." Fresh 404 opened a swirling rainbow portal and waved Rose and Classic through. Before walking through himself. Humming a lullaby as he holds Powder close.