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@trombxnes liked for a starter.
Dust hadn't really expected to get very far when he found the machine in Papyrus's old workshop, and he really hadn't expected it to take him to another universe. And when it did, the little blue skeleton didn't know how to react. He was scared and lost, and he hadn't spoken to anyone in years. The life alone in his scoured timeline had made him reclusive and much less joyful than he used to be. Much less joyful than when Papyrus was alive.
The short skeleton, wearing his brother's oversized orange sweatshirt, began to shakily step out of the machine. He cowered slightly at the sight of the other monsters around him, expecting them to turn into those horrible, horrible amalgamations and attack him.
Dust had no idea where he was, or what to do.