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Crossed Unders in a Strip Club	By : Revharem Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1461 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor make money off of Undertale, Underswap, Underfell, Dreamtale, Underlust, Creationtale, Alchemytale, Instincttale, or X-tale, nor any of the characters depicted. This is purely for entertainment.

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Alchemytale

“So let me get this straight.” Daederath slowly said as she finished processing everything Nightmare had told her and Blaster. “You come from some alternate universe that is like a messed up reflection of our own. You got knocked out of yours and into some sort of in-between space when you were hit with a magic attack while trying to use a bit of your own magic, and now, you just jumped into our world as easy as if you walked down the street? And on top of it, you don’t know of any way to get back or prove any of this? Do I have this all correct?” she was reasonably skeptical of the story he had provided.
“Yes, that all sounds about right. I’ve watched enough from the other universes that I believe that we should be able to create our own portal to link into their network, and that, I believe, should prove as enough proof that my story is true.” Nightmare just shrugged.
“Well, you probably aren’t gonna want Blaster here to be your only help on that. I don’t know what it is about him, but, well, to be honest” she turned to Blaster and shrugged, “sorry, you are accident prone. Practically an accident magnet.”
Blaster gave a short laugh. “That is true enough. On top of that, I’m not going to be much use until I can figure out how to walk again and I’m not even sure how useful these hands will be for finer working.” He tried closing his hand into a fist and the claw tips went between his metacarpals and poked out the other side slightly. He grimaced.
Daederath gave a short chuckle. “I taught you how to walk before, I can do it again.”
Nightmare choked on an olive as he ended up laughing with a mouth full of pizza and Blaster buried his face in his hands groaning. Dae’s grin was not at all encouraging, but rather more entertaining for Nightmare and kept him laughing. The others shivered slightly with the sound, but were slowly getting used to the strange sounds he made.
“This will give us time to work on your miasma as well. We’ll take down three problems at once.” She thumped a fist in her hand. “I’m gonna guess that in the mean time you two will likely be staying together though.”
Blaster looked at Nightmare, who had calmed down again, though his tentacles still twitched a bit and nodded. “It’s probably best for us to stay together. We don’t want him getting into more trouble while he gets used to his new feet.” Nightmare sniggered.
“Hey, that’s not fair!” yelled Blaster which just sent Nightmare into another fit of giggles and had even Daederath chuckling.
“He’s right though. You’re not going anywhere at the moment.” She snorted and Nightmare had to hold his ribs.
Blaster debated between folding his arms and just grabbing another slice of pizza. He decided on grabbing the last slice of salami pizza and stuffing his mouth.
For the remainder of the day they went over what they would need to build the portal and Nightmare started drawing out blueprints while Blaster looked over what he finished and corrected math problems and asked questions on variables that otherwise made no sense in the workings. Since there wasn’t really anything for her to do and Blaster was unlike to blow something up just by looking at papers, Daederath went out to look for supplies.
When dinner came around, the boys were still working at the blueprints without any sign of recognizing the passage of time. Daederath had been in that spot before and knew that unless they were otherwise distracted, they would continue without food, drink, or sleep until they finished, which could be a while at this point. Shaking her head with a smile, she shed her jacket and hung it by the door and rolling up her sleeves, headed for the kitchen to start making a half-decent meal for them. An hour later she walked in with two plates of some thing and when the two on the couch didn’t even look up she huffed and thumped the plates right on top of their work. “Take a break and eat. I made it special for you and got what materials I could find from your list. The rest we’ll have to make do with something else. Now eat!”
Both skeleton’s looked at the food that had just been shoved in front of them and realized how deep in their work they must have been to not have caught the scent of cooking that had filled the house. “Thanks Dae.” Mumbled Blaster. They reached for their food and placed it in their laps. Nightmare immediately started using his tentacles to feed himself so he could have his hands free and keep working. Blaster quickly realized that long claws were not adept at handling utensils. “Great, another thing to add to the list of things I can’t do.” He grumbled under his breath and gave up with the tool, resorting to using his hands as best he could to scoop up the noodle like mash and eat it that way. It was messy, but at least he was eating.
Coming back into the room with her own plate, Daederath couldn’t help laugh as she saw blaster’s hands covered in food and Nightmare still working even as he ate. ‘He may not be from here, but he sure works like it’ she thought. To Blaster she commented, “Lost the fight with the utensil’s again?” picking from when he had been a babybones and hadn’t had great motor control. He had always fumbled with instruments and tools, be they forks and spoons or pliers.
“I’m not answering that.” He grumbed with a mouthful.
At their banter, Nightmare looked up and stared at Blaster as he swallowed. “You are a mess. Don’t touch anything until you are done please. We will definitely have to work on your, ah, skills, after we finish for the night.”
Since his mouth was full again, Blaster just gave a thumbs up with two mash covered fingers.
Nightmare shivered bodily in disgust, almost dropping his plate. The other two immediately scrubbed at their arms as they felt a slimy cold feeling run over them. In Blaster’s case, it just led to making more of a mess. The paper under Nightmare’s one hand also started to curl and yellow. He immediately yanked his hand away confused.
Daederath was the first to catch onto what was happening. “Uh, Nightmare. Why don’t you take a break.” She set her own plate aside. “Maybe we can get some more of the rubble cleaned out from Blaster’s lab. You can show me where the portal is supposed to be set up as well.”
“Uh, sure.” He clenched his hands a few times, trying to understand why the paper had started aging like that. It reminded him of the dead thicket behind his old house and that one spot that had died when he had talked to King Asgore. Why were things withering around him?
Having already finished his meal, he set aside his plate and still in thought made his way over to the door and slipped on his shoes and stepped out into the lab and started moving larger chunks that he didn’t figure the fish woman would be able to handle.
Once he was gone, the slimy chilled feeling disappeared from the pair inside and they looked at each other. “I think it is safe to say his magic is linked to his emotions.” Blaster finally whispered, as if speaking any louder would bring back the sickly feeling.
“And I think it’s safe to say that having contact with him while he’s emotional could be hazardous for our health. I mean, look at your couch.” She motioned with her chin to where Nightmare had been before. The normally yellow threads had blackened, as if burnt, and right where the strange appendages sprouted behind him, where they would have direct contact with the couch, the cloth was gone completely, leaving just the metal frame, which now also showed signs of rusting slightly.
“This is going to be one heck of a learning game for us all.” Sighed Blaster as he flexed his food covered hands again. It felt nasty to have them covered like this, but he needed to eat. Looking at his plate, he was almost relieved to see it was empty, which meant he could get cleaned up. Looking around him though, he realized that even if he managed to crawl, he wouldn’t be able to move without messing up the papers surrounding him.
Daederath sighed and walked around the couch and plucked him up from behind, lifting him up over the back of it and carrying him to the bathroom. “Think you can manage this part?” she asked seriously.
Blushing a deep blue, which illuminated very pale yellow freckles on his cheekbones, he nodded. “Could you grab me a change of clothes from my room please?”
She smiled and nodded. It was rare to see him blush like that and it was adorable. It reminded her of when he had been very young. After dropping his clothes off for him, she put on her jacket and headed out for the lab. Upon stepping out into the ruined place, she realized just how bad the explosion must have been and couldn’t see Nightmare anywhere. She started looking around, taking in the full extent of the damage. Most of the roof had fallen in and a good portion of all the walls had been obliterated. The lab didn’t really exist anymore. It was more of a patio that was slightly walled-in in spots.
“Everything okay? You took a while to come out.” She heard Nightmare call from behind her, making her jump.
Turning, she smiled and waved. “Yeah, I was just getting him into the bath. We’re all cool. This place is totally trashed though. Might as well just finish knocking the walls down at this point and rebuild, huh.” She joked.
“I can do that.” Nightmare shrugged and summoned two black blasters above his shoulders.
“HOLY STARS!” Daederath shrieked and stepped back, promptly falling off the stairs and into a pile of rubble next to them loosing another yell, this time in pain.
At her shriek, Nightmare immediately dismissed the blasters and using his tentacles, propelled himself over to her. “You okay?”
“By Flamel’s work, what were those?” she demanded as she pushed herself up from the rubble and looked around for the conjurations.
“They’re a defensive magic that I’ve always had. The work for offensive magic as well though. I used them earlier to break up so rubble to get to Blaster and he took it alright. He can summon them too. He was actually experimenting on his when this explosion happened and by the time I reached him he was as he is now.” He explained.
“What do they do?” she asked as the more scientific part of her emerged and pushed her fear to the side.
Huffing a laugh that sounded more like he was being strangled, Nightmare explained. “Well, other than looking intimidating, they are able to release powerful beams of magic that are very destructive. I figured they’d be the perfect thing for taking out the walls quickly.”
“And you’re saying Blaster, our Blaster, has something that volatile at his disposal. The boy who literally blows up everything has a floaty head thingy that fires destructive blasts.” Nightmare just nods. “What do you even call them?”
Nightmare shrugs. “I just call them blasters. A few of the other verses call the Gaster Blasters, and still others haven’t even found the ability to use them yet.”
“Oh lovely. Well, for now let’s just hold off on anymore blasting and just work on cleaning up the mess we already have.” She said gesturing around at the piles of debris.
“Okay, I’ve already put the majority of the big stuff outside. I didn’t know where there was a dust pan or anything, so I started stacking the stones and creating a sort of lean-to for where the portal is going to need to be. We could probably use some of the smaller debris to fill in holes and make it more sturdy. I figure we might as well use what we have rather than toss it and look for new.”
“Alright, let’s see it and we’ll see where we go from there.” She starts to navigate her way around the rock piles and in some cases goes right over them if they look solid enough, only falling a few times while Nightmare vaults over everything again back to the door. “Show off.” She pokes at him. He laughs and sticks out a black tongue that is sparking blue before making his way around toward the backyard.
Slightly shocked by the strange sight of his tongue she follows and is completely floored when she sees the mammoth tunnel like structure before her. Open on both sides, the ceiling is high enough to pass over her head by several feet and she couldn’t touch both sides even if she laid down and reached with her arms and toes. “Just how big is this portal thing!”
“It’s big enough to allow monsters passage, but I made the shelter a bit bigger due to what I was working with and so that we will have shelter from the weather if it gets nastier out here. I didn’t get to see the first two actually be built, but I don’t see how they could have built it out in all this wet. Once theirs was built though, it opened up entryways into a bunch of the surrounding universes. I assume if we build one, it should link to theirs and open up passages to the worlds around and between us and them.”
“That’s a lot of theory and assuming, don’t you think?” she asked skeptically, as she continued to inspect the shelter. “And how did you even manage to lift these. Are those tentacles on your back really that strong?”
“You’ve trusted me this long haven’t you? Feel free to take our work home with you and look it over. I think you’ll find that most of it makes sense and matches up to the descriptions I’ve provided. As for my secondary limbs, yeah, they are much stronger than I am by myself. But what do you think?”
“I think that this is absolutely crazy and you are unlike anything I’ve ever come across, but you pose too many new theories and questions to turn over to the guards and let someone else have the credit of what you have to share. Also, you apparently helped my friend in there, so you can’t be too terrible. I can’t wait to see where all this goes.” She stared at him the entire time.
“I was just asking about the lean-to, but that works too. Thanks, I guess, for not turning me over to the authorities.” He was slightly swamped by her straight-forwardness.
“Oh, yeah, this will definately need shoring up. The rubble inside along with some water and paste and she’ll hold alright. Good job. On another note, we should probably head back in. It is getting late and I need to get home and study those papers and check on my own work.” As she turned back to the house she suddenly remembered, “Oh shit! I left Blaster in the bath alone!” and took off, climbing and sliding her way across the lab to get inside.
Nightmare choked out a laugh. He had done all the work, but it had helped calm him down. Perhaps once Daederath left he and Blaster could work on Blaster’s walking so that he could at least get around. He also wanted to ask Blaster about what may have caused that weird effect on the paper he had been working on. He still couldn’t figure it out. When he walked into the living room he noticed two things, Blaster assuring Daederath that he was fine and not to worry, he had managed just fine and the couch had a hole in it where he had been sitting.
“Uh, how’d that get there?” he asked, interrupting their bickering and pointing to the hole.
They shared a glace and then both looked back at him. “We think that when your emotions become heightened, the miasma around you may actually physically affect your surroundings. In this case, it ate his couch and aged that paper.” She nodded to the discolored paper in one of the stacks that had been made on the table.
“Just great.” Nightmare sighed as his tentacles subconsciously wrapped around him in a hug-like formation. “Well, I’m going to go grab a shower if that is okay by you” he looked at Blaster, or just nodded and made a shooing motion, “and we’ll see what we do after that.”
“Well, I’m going to take these and head home. I’ll try to look over as much as I can without staying up to too late. Don’t you two stay up too late chattering either.”
“Yes, mom.” Teased Blaster to which Daederath lightly knocked on of the points on his head. “Wah! That felt weird!” he immediately put his hands over both the strange new curves, covering them from further attack.
She grinned, “Noted. Anywho, good night. See you two tomorrow.” With that she picked up the notes, carefully put them in an envelope that she pulled off a shelf full of them and let herself out. Sometime during her and Blaster’s picking, Nightmare had run off, presumably to get a shower.
About half an hour later Nightmare came down to find Blaster passed out on the couch and so he made himself comfortable on the floor, stealing pillows from the recliner, and a few from the couch to make himself a small nest. It had been a long day and he was ready for some rest. Thankfully it was not long in coming.
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