*not a x-reader! Sorry! This is just an idea that popped in my head. :3

*in this some of outcasts meet some of the other au sans. Let's see how this goes!

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Cupid: Underlust.

With a loud thud the pixie face planted into a lump of snow. "Yikes.. Thats gonna leave a mark.. Or two.."

He sits up and checks his wings, flapping them, checking them for damage, which there was none thankfully.

"Where in the world am I?" He asks himself. It appeared that he was in a forest, maybe on the outskirts of a town. Maybe he could speak to some of the towns folk and get some answers.

He quickly takes his pink cloak out of his satchel and tosses it over himself, covering half his face, and halo along with his wings.

He stood up and clutched the satchel closer to his body as he walked closer and closer to the town.

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The town was fairly small, only a few houses, a pink Christmas tree right in the center of the town. A diner was east of the tree.

Cupid kept his face down, many of the towns monsters stared at him with weird looks.. Some licking their lips, others whispering and giggling.

It made a chill go down his spine as he quickened his walking pace to a jog.

After a few minuets he stopped, trying to regain his breath, and sooth his heartbeat when he ran into something, knocking him into the snow again.

"Owwie.. I really need to watch were I'm going.."

"Hey you alright sweet thing~? That was quite a tumble." A seductive voice asked.

Cupid looked up and saw a short skeleton dressed in revealing clothing, his hand was on his hip as he looked down at the pixie, eyes clouding in a weird way.

"Y-yeah I'm okay." He stands brushing the pine needles off his cloak. "Thank you. Oh! I almost forgot, do you know where I am? I'm not from here.. This place is very strange."

The other skeleton chuckles. "Aww you're oblivious.. Thats too cute. You're in snowdin sweet thing. Well.. Underlust's snowdin to be specific."

Cupids eyes widened. "Under.. What..!? Oh cheese and crackers! I can't be here! This is all wrong!"

The purple clad skele raised a brow. "Why? I'm really liking your company.~ Now c'mon let me see your cute little face." He walked closer to Cupid with his hands going to his stamped cheeks.

Cupid gasped and slapped his hands away. "No! You must not know who I am!"

"Oh.. Playing hard to get huh?" He smirks and rips the cloak off. "Wait.. You're a guy?"

Cupid pouts his 'lip'. ".. Yes! And now I officially hate you! It is 32 degrees outside and I hate you!"

The smirking skeleton chuckles and watches the pixie flutter off throwing a tantrum.

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Fear: Horrortale.

"Ouch..what happened?" He asked himself dusting off his trench coat
and looking up. "My, that was quite the fall now wasn't it?"

He stands up, folding his extra legs behind his back, and closing his other eyes as to not frighten anyone who happens to stumble across him.

"I might as well explore the place, shall I?" He mumbles marching through the snow.

"That fall had better not have broken my glasses... Stupid fanfiction..." He sighs shaking his head as he studied his surroundings.

Lots of dead trees surrounded the path, the place reeked of decay and blood. The snow below his feet was stained with crimson. Dust was scattered around various traps he went by.

Until finally he saw a sentry station or checkpoint rather. "Hmm.. Looks like this fellow is sleeping.. Maybe if I wake him up, he can tell me where I am."

Fear slowly leaned forward to the sleeping figure, snapping his slender fingers. "Hello? Are you awake there old chap?"

The large figure grumbled a tired yawn, his sockets opening, one large glowing eye light stared at the short skeleton before him.

"Heya kiddo, ya lookin' starved.. Wanna head dog?" He asks smirk widening.

Fear gave him a poker face, clearly not fazed. "No, clearly you've misunderstood me. I am only seeking knowledge as to where I am, can you tell me that?"

The one eyed skeleton stared at him confused before shaking his head. "Ya know.. Its really rude to reject food around here.. Looks like a punishment is in order." He steps out from behind his stand, and axe in hand.

Fear sighs. "I suppose... You don't want to tell me... Fine then. But I must warn you, you shouldn't even lay a finger on me.. You'll only get yourself hurt."

The axe blade is an inch from his throat.

"...what a pity. I warned you, but of course a buffoon like you certainly doesn't know when to quit.. I am truly sorry.. But.. " Each of his five eyes had opened.

"... It has been so long since my last meal.. You were right.."

The axe was dropped as huge spider legs cracked out of the small skeletons back, his right pupil shrunk, black ooze dripping out of his mouth and eyes.

The hole headed skeleton felt cold sweat go down his face and he trembled.. The sight before him was something he, in his whole life, had never seen. 

No.. The tiny skeleton in front of him was straight from a nightmare.

He backs away slowly.

Fear only laughs. ".. Maybe I should stay a while.. What do you think dear reader?"

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Asher: Dusttale.

A grunt escaped the skele-wolfs lips as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head. "Where the hell am I..?"

He stands looking around the silent snow filled town. The place looked abandoned, deadly quiet, dust littered the ground.

"Yeesh.. This place really gives me the creeps.. What happened here..? Looks like a horror movie.."

Asher kept walking, keen on finding at least one living being around this wasteland.

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His ears perked as he stopped. Someone was following him.

He gripped his hunting knife and turned quickly, tackling his soon to be attacker.

"Give me one good reason to not mount your head on my wall.. What were you gonna do!?" Asher's right eye burned behind his hair.

The hooded skeleton beneath him was frowning, yet was impressed by the skele-wolf's movements and reflexes.

"Heh.. You looked like some extra Exp.. but heh.. This is a first.. No ones ever saw me coming before."

Asher growled, his knife under the skeletons chin.

"Well you're not gonna get this pup. I die when I say I die, and besides I'm pretty sure lots of fans reading this would be very upset without their wolfie senpai."

"...what..?"

"Nothing." Asher stands putting his knife back into his boot. "Get up jacka**."

The skeleton stand to his feet, putting his hands in his pockets. "Heh.. You're pretty good.  I think I like you."

Asher pulled out a comb and started to groom his tuff of hair. "Heh.. Lots of people say that hoodie man. Now, help me get the hell out of here will ya..?"

Dust nodded. "Sure, anything for ma new killer bestie." He winks and walls back into the abandoned town, with Asher following him.

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I hope you enjoyed! I can write more on this if you guys want! What au do you think the others should visit? Let me know. :3