Hi, Llama!! As soon as you came out with that Coraline AU to your Aggre(g/v)ation story (especially the OtherSanses’ evil forms), I just had to get something written down before I forgot the idea. I appologize if it seems too long, but I hope you enjoy it!! :D
It had started almost in slow motion, then gradually escalading to speeding by you in a whirlwind of destruction. As the four of you made a mad dash through the apartment facsimile’s hallways (had they somehow gotten longer?!) the walls, floor and ceiling around you had started to disintegrate. Almost like loose, faded patches in a forgotten quilt, the matter quickly fell apart and away only moments behind your racing feet, falling and disappearing into the endless expanse of white which you now knew to be the anti-void.
This perfect world…his perfect world…was quite literally falling apart at the seams.
You knew that Sans’ button-eyelighted doppelganger would have found out about your escape soon, but you had still held some of that useless hope that you and your boys would miraculously slip right between his threaded fingers and into the real world.
But as soon as the four of you had finally, finally persuaded Stitch to let you pass, it was like a silent alarm had gone off. The world had started its collapse, determined to never let you reach the exit.
Dart knew where you were, and that you weren’t alone. If you hadn’t have known better, you would have thought all of this terror and chaos was only a game to him. Just to remind you of his presence, ever so slowly closing in on you.
Aside from your collective pants and heavy breathing, you tried your hardest to keep your eyes and ears sharp, listening for any indication that he could be hiding just around the next corner, ready to finally snatch you away.
But to your confusion (and slight horror) there wasn’t any giveaway. The only thing you could occasionally hear was this faint…scuttling noise, coming from everywhere and nowhere, almost as if some sort of animal was fleeing away from your group.
“c’mon, kid,” Sans called over to you, breathless. “i’m convinced we’re going around in circles. you know this place more than we do, right? what’s the quickest way out of this nightmare?”
“I-I don’t know!” You stammered, almost near tears, clinging to Skull’s jacket as he still continued to hold you tight against him. “The apartment was never this big before! I don’t know which way to go!”
“well, we ain’t got much time left to think on it, sweetheart!” Red gasped, momentarily fumbling over his own feet before just as quickly catching up. “in fact, we’ve got no time! i’m not sure we can take much more of this shit…”
Skull chose to stay silent. No one pressured him to talk this time; the look on his face was almost murderous, and he grasped onto your much smaller form like a child with its most treasured doll.
It was only after a couple more turns and a dilapidated staircase when you finally reached the kitchen. The lights were dark, but none of you wasted time to fumble for a light switch. As you all momentarily paused to look around you for another way out, you only just barely registered that the destruction of the building had just…stopped. A blank, open area of white just sitting there at the room’s end.
You motioned for Skull to put you down, and after a moment’s hesitation, he set you back on your wobbling legs. While the boys scanned the area for a path to the exit, you ventured further into the kitchen. Even if there was no way out of this room, the least you could do was arm yourself. You didn’t want to stay completely useless throughout all this chaos.
…Not when all of this was your fault to begin with.
But before you could find a drawer or a cabinet to open, you stopped dead in your tracks. This time, you heard footsteps within the dark of the kitchen, barely audible by someone’s familiar slippered feet.
Sans grabbed your arm and yanked you back towards him. Were he a second too late, you would have had several white strings wrap tight around your unsuspecting body. They hit harmlessly against the wall instead, fluttering to the ground before snaking back to where their owner now stood.
You and your boys slowly backed away towards the white expanse, careful not to fall in, as Dart finally revealed himself from the shadows. His white, buttoned eyelights seemed to glint in the bright light of the anti-void, and that perfect, porcelain grin of his widened almost menacingly, the threads keeping him together stretching with the movement.
“there you are, dolly.” he exclaimed. You outwardly shuddered at the nickname, sickly sweet and dripping with the promise of punishment. “and i see your little friends managed to make their way inside here too! pretty small world, don’t’cha think?”
Your arms were both being held by Skull and Sans, with Red looming protectively behind you. Your fear quickly replaced with seething rage. “Let us go, Dart. I don’t want to stay here anymore. I don’t even belong here!”
Dart’s smile didn’t even try to waver, as he almost strolled further into the kitchen, resting his elbow on the countertop. “oh, i know you don’t. and i don’t intend to keep any of you here for long. just as soon as the three of us have a chance to obtain our real bodies, we can all go back home, safe and sound.”
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it!” You all but shouted, quickly losing your patience amidst your righteous anger. “They aren’t your real bodies, they’re my friends! I’m not letting you take them away from me, you…you…!”
You struggled coming up with an insult amidst your fury. You backed further into your boys, gaining confidence from the warm and comforting magic almost radiating from their bodies. “…I don’t even know what to call you! You’re not even a monster, I don’t think you were even one to begin with. You’re…you’re an abomination!!” You cried.
“you’re free to call me whatever you want, (y/n)…” the fake skeleton was undeterred, his manic grin softening the slightest bit as he gazed at you fondly, “just as long as i get to call you mine.”
“alright, that’s fuckin’ it.” Red growled, gently nudging you towards Skull as he took one, stalking step towards the fake. “your outnumbered, ya little bastard. just be glad we didn’t take the other me along with us.”
The edges of Dart’s permasmile turned flat. “oh, don’t i know it. you don’t have to worry about that useless puppet of mine, though. now that i know he let you escape, i’ve made sure he’s been dealt with accordingly.”
“What did you do to him?!” You shouted. In the beginning, Stitch may very well have been only a doppelganger that wanted to steal Red’s body, but he had still helped all of you in the end. You could still remember the look of pure unadulterated fear stretching across his boney features as you reasoned with him, the way he subconsciously seemed to cover up all of his joints – where the glowing red strings keeping him together were held.
And when he finally slunk aside and let you all pass, the way that his trembling, broken words seemed to echo around you as you fled away…
“…h-he’ll forgive you…he-he has to…you’ll be f-fine…he’ll forgive y-you…”
Dart answered you, his irritation and his smile twisting into something awfully cruel. “oh, nothing he won’t ultimately recover from. he’ll be able to see you again soon, just after he…pulls himself together first.”
You were going to be sick. You were actually going to throw up. You covered your mouth and choked on a sob, tears finally pricking at the corner of your eyes. It was bad enough that you had seen with your own eyes Dart tear apart Lockstitch with his bare hands…once you finally discovered how downright evil he was. You didn’t think you could take much more at this rate.
“you sick fuck…” Sans seethed, his eyelights extinguishing to let a dialated blue eyelight take the left one’s place. “it’s over. you’re done. once we’re done with you, we’re taking (y/n) home. just try and stop us!”
Skull’s hand around your arm tightened protectively. “…it’s four to one. you’ll lose.” he snarled, his one eyelight shrunk down to a pinprick in its socket.
As one, all three of the skeletons advanced toward the copy, with Skull keeping you behind him for protection.
Dart, however, looked like he was having the time of his life. As he backed up against the kitchen counter, his threaded smile almost broke with how wide it stretched.
“looks like you’ve got me in a corner, huh fellas?” You eyed him carefully, desperate to catch any rouge twitch of his fingers, any movement of white threads indicating an attack. “welp, i guess i’ve got no choice but to break out the big guns…”
Dart placed his hand to the side of his mouth, amplifying his shout that he directed behind you all. “oh, paaaaaaaatch!”
As soon as you registered the name, your heart sunk down to the floor.
Almost immediately, the scuttling noise from before returned, now growing almost dangerously loud around you all.
Skull turned around first, to pull you closer to him, but as soon as he faced the now illuminated hallway out of the kitchen, he muttered a foul curse, pulling you behind him again. The remaining two skeletons followed suit, jaws falling completely slack.
As soon as you saw Skull’s button-eyelighted doppelganger emerge from the hallway, you very nearly fainted on the spot. He was just as big as you had seen him before, his oversized, patchy jacket falling open to reveal his giant, broken ribcage. His spine, from what you could see, looked horribly misshapen and bent, causing the hulking beast to hunch over unnaturally.
But the sight of the large, spindly, and incredibly sharp spider’s legs that poked out of the holes of his large basketball shorts quickly captured your horrified attention. The monstrous appendages looked almost like individual scissor blades at the ends, as they stepped carefully into the large room, and his clawed phalanges could have passed as pin needles, bared menacingly at the four of you.
The large, red button in Patch’s working socket almost glowed in the dark, twitching to focus on each of you individually. His grin was stretched unnaturally wide, the points almost wrapping around the sides of his ruined skull, and continuous guttural growls and grunts poured forth from his ribcage.
“heya, patch. nice to see ya, boy.” Dart greeted almost too casually, as if he were addressing a pet. “i’ve got a bit of a problem. y’see, these big bad people want to take our precious little (y/n) away from us! isn’t that awful?”
The creature’s button eyelight darted to land on your cowering form behind Skull, and he let out a saddened, almost animalistic whine.
“i know, it’s just so unfair!” Dart cooed, his grin twitching in its manic hold. “i know you’ll be good and take care of it for me, won’t you, patch?”
Patch’s pathetic whimpering instantly changed to a monstrous, feral growl as he took in the three skeletons in front of you. His spider legs bent as he lowered himself further, needle-like claws bared as he poised himself to strike with a word from his master.
Red, Sans and Skull shook off the terror coating their expressions as each conjured their appropriate magic bone attacks, murderous intent in each of their sockets.
They were so focused on the threat in front of them, that by the time Dart’s white threads latched onto each of your limbs and you let out a terrified scream, it was too late. The strings yanked you back so Dart could restrain your arms with his, holding you in a bruising grip.
The boys turned on their heel to aim their attacks at the copy, but Patch’s answering snarl had them twisting back around, trying desperately to discern the greater threat.
“well, i’d love to stay and chat as much as the next guy, but you all appear to have your hands full. try to find us later if you manage to survive.” Dart said nonchalantly, holding you back while you shrieked and struggled like a fish caught in a net.
You could already feel the telltale signs of a shortcut that Dart was charging up. Just before your vision went white, you could see Patch charging toward the skeletons after his master uttered a single, terrifying command:
that was fuckin amazing,,,,, you absolutely NAILED the characters!!!! bruh i need more
