"Huff Huff I swear....Huff....I'm gonna finish you off glitch!"

"Hahah....Huff....I'd like to see you try...Huff... parasite!"

Both skeletons stood a good five feet away from each other, equally out of breath and clothes nearly torn to ribbons. Scratches and scars littered their bodies, bruises decorated their ribs and arms, bits of torn clothes and sharp bones covered the snow around them. Neither one held back their power when it came to hurting the other, landing blow after blow with every hit. However, with both of them being a 'Sans' neither one could land that finishing hit on the other. They had equal strength, as well as equal stamina and magic. With every dodge and every attack, their speed decreased, as well as their power. It all eventually came to this standstill, with Error and Fresh facing each other and attempting to catch their breath for the final attack.

For a good amount of time, when the battle was only escalating and destroying the terrain around them, Dream simply stood a safe distance away and watched. At first, Dream did make an attempt to stop them, to lower their fists and try talking, but that proved to be pointless at the time, both too blinded by anger and stubbornness to stop. So instead, Dream chose to use his powers to create somewhat of a barrier around the Underswap house, where all the others rested inside, so that they would be unharmed from the rampage.

As for himself, Dream kept a close eye on the two, ready to step in and stop them from actually killing each other. He hears how they scream pure hatred at each other, he sees the rage in their eyes, but he also feels the pain inside of them, the sorrow that glimmered in their eyes as they threw punch after punch. He knew where their real sorrow and anger came from, but the only way to stop the two was to have them stop on their own. And with this last attack, that's exactly what would happen.

With stumbling steps, Error and Fresh lunged at each other releasing their screams with fists clenched and raised for the final blow.

"FREEEEEEESSSHHH!!!"

"ERRROOOOOOORRR!!!"

CRACK!!

Neither skeleton moved from their spot in the snow, their bodies seemingly frozen. Both their bloody knuckles collided on the others face, leaving large cracks on both of their cheeks, bone marrow sweeping through the cracks. For a moment, everything was silent, nothing moved and no one made a sound.

The next thing Dream knew, and expected, both Fresh and Error crumpled to the ground, out of energy and unconscious. Shattered bones that littered the ground slowly vanished as every bit of their magic was drained from their bodies. Dream let out a small sigh as he walked over to the two, avoiding splotches of blood on the snow. After checking them to see if they were still breathing, Dream simply stayed kneeled next to them in the snow, a sad yet stressed look on his face.

"Sigh Can't you both see that you fight on the same side? It's so sad to see what jealousy can do to even the best of us..."

"DREAM!"

The guardians head picked up as he heard his name be called from the house. It seemed that one of the Undertale brothers, Papyrus specifically, witnessed everything that happened and waited only until all the fighting stopped. Dream was glad that he didn't come out here when they fought, or who knows what would've happened to him.

"DREAM THANK GOODNESS YOU'RE ALRIGHT! I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU, I THOUGHT YOU WOULD GET HURT! BUT OF COURSE YOU'RE OKAY!! YOU ARE A GUARDIAN AFTER ALL, YOU CAN PROTECT YOURSELF JUST FINE!"

Despite his cheerful demeanor to lift the dark mood of the fight he saw through the window of the house, Dream could only bring himself to give a small smile to his friend. After a couple seconds of silence, Dream finally shifted his position so he was kneeling directly next to Error. Carefully, Dream slid one arm under his legs and the other under his neck, and lifted him with all of his strength. Papyrus simply watched Dream lift Error with a bit of grimace on his face, but made no move to stop Dream. He knows Error isn't the one to blame entirely for what happened, but it had been easier to hate him then befriend him, at least, that's what Fresh had started saying to the others, especially to his brother Sans. Papyrus decided to make himself useful and moved over to where Fresh was out 'cold' in the snow. Just like Dream, he carefully scooped up Fresh in his arms with little to no struggle thanks to his height. He noticed that Dream was struggling slightly, due to Error being taller than him, but that didn't stop the determined gold guardian. As his eyes shifted from the skeleton in Dream's arms to the one in his own, Papyrus looked back to Dream, concern showing plain as day on his face.

"ARE THEY GOING TO BE OKAY?"

Dream looked up to his friend, knowing he had to be careful with his words to keep some of the hope still in him. He plastered a large, happy smile on his face, only missing the happiness inside of himself.

"They're gonna be just fine Papyrus, I'll make sure of it."

Those few words brought great comfort to Papyrus as the two made the walk back to the house in what he believed was a comfortable silence. For Dream, however, he was internally bickering with himself on what needs to happen next. The plan he had in mind wasn't his most favorite, and he knows that others would agree on him with this. But at this point, there are no other choices or paths to follow, and besides...

When everything goes wrong, this is the best choice, even if its the most hated one.

"Papyrus, when we get to the house, I need you to take these two upstairs into one of the bedrooms. I need to have a talk with your brother..."

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Welp, here' s the next chapter folks! I know its shorter than what I usually write, but I swear to you there will be more action to come in later! Just might take a minute or two, maybe an hour, or even a day to write it.....but it will come!!

Thank you so much to those who are being patient with me again, and I'll see you in the next chapter!