Yin And Yang Ask Blog

„Hey Bro“ Sans piped up, leaning against Frisk and looking at Papyrus.

„YES SANS?“ Papyrus looked over, in the middle of making…spaghetti. Probably.

„What do you call a child with short hair?“ Sans asked, adjusting his gloves.

„OKAY, I’LL BITE. WHAT?“ Papyrus responded, turning to fully face Sans.

„Bowl.“ Sans teleported a bowl on to Frisk‘s head, which fit perfectly over the kid‘s hair.

Frisk just tilted their head up.

„SANS! THAT WAS THE SPAGHETTI BOWL! ALSO…THAT JOKE WAS LAME.“ Papyrus stomped his boot in upset, not actually angry.

Sans just chuckled, Frisk licking a spaghetti noodle off their face and then grimacing.

„WELL I SHOULD GO VISIT UNDYNE! GOODNESS KNOWS SHES PROBABLY…FISHING…OUT ALL THE SPEARS IN HER HOUSE!“ Papyrus decided.

When no one laughed at his pun attempt, he just groaned and left.

Sans shrugged, then looked at nothing in particular.

Was it any reason that Fresh just had to go out of his way to get supplies?

He had brought Yin and Maggot along, because why the heck not?

This universe was in no way a live one.

Psyche, this universe’s Dust, wasn’t around. so, free reign.

Yin was glancing around while Maggot clung to his back.

Maggot and Fresh were both parasites, yes. But well, they benefited each other. So Fresh didn’t care.

Maggot tilted his head, noticing a patch of tree missing. That was odd.

Fresh was just using his heelies.

„I’m tired!“ Yin suddenly complained, reminding Fresh that the little guardian was still just a kid basically.

„I’m hungry!“ Maggot added, so was Fresh but he didn’t complain.

„I’m thirsty!“ Yin added.

„I’m cold!“ Maggot was always cold.

Fresh‘s grin strained.

„Cool it, little dudes. I’m working on it.“ Fresh Said, surveying the ruins area.

Then there was a thud, making Fresh look over in confusion.

Yin had tripped, sending Maggot rolling a few feet away.

Sighing, Fresh went to go help Yin up.

Maggot waddled on off, never really good at walking.

„EW EW EW!“ came a glitchy shout before Fresh was sprayed with maggots.

Fresh was at his limit, turning to see Error sat up and wiping off the residue of eaten DT.

„Woah glitchy bro! Chillax.“ Fresh mused, wheeling on over to Error.

Maggot reformed next to Yin, the both of them looking at one another.

„Oh great. If it isn’t the Parasite, the worm, and the melted freak!“ Error spat, pointing at the three in turn.

„You! Why I oughta!“ tail lashing, Yin stomped towards Error.

Fresh had to grab Yin by the scruff to stop him.

„Well I didn’t ask to become an uncle! Go away!“ Error scowled, turning and dusting off the „screen“ he uses to watch Undernovela.

„We need supplies.“ Fresh stated, twelve seconds from losing it.

Error didn’t say anything, and Fresh‘s true form gripped the rim of his glasses.

„Hey! You asshole! Asgoro was so Close to revealing his plans!“ Error wailed as Fresh stomped on and shattered the screen.

„I ain’t playin. Where’s the supplies?“ Fresh gritted out.

Error paused, then scowled. „Sixty steps to my left.“

„Thanks!“ Maggot chirped, going and shoving some supplies into his body.

Yin facepalmed and found a cloth to put the rest of the supplies in.

Fresh scowled, turning to go teleport him and what was practically his children at this point, back to the others.

„You do realize Ink will find out that Maggot is around again. Right? What will you do then, with your only long lasting friend in danger?“ Error asked, making Fresh pause.

Antivirus awoke with a start, feeling weird.

He looked at his skeletal hands and found nothing wrong.

A while ago, they had found a safe AU to stop in.

Well, one of the few left. Didn’t mean it was „safe“.

Antivirus looked to his left, where Maggot and Yin were currently snuggled up.

It was…cute? Maybe Yin missed having a sibling to keep warm in the night, even if that little one was just a bunch of maggots…pun intended.

What did Maggot even eat?

Fresh was currently eating twizzlers.

Weather and Fatal were asleep on that damn cloud. To say Antivirus was jealous was an understatement.

But honestly, this was good for Weather, Anti had to admit. Once Fatal was back to normal, maybe Fatal could get Weather to relax for once.

Palette was laying in the grass, hugging his funking weapon.

„Yo, look.“ Fresh jerked his head towards the distance.

Was that a star monster? No, it had a sickening positivity to it.

Wings with eyes, gold on every part. This wasn’t good.

„Weeeeelll well~“ the high-pitched voice made everyone freeze.

It was Dream. Darn.

Weather and Fatal startled awake, Yin did too.

Yin carefully slid Maggot off him, shivering at the slick and squirming feeling of the maggots writhing.

„Wait, Yin. Fall back, lil dude!“ Fresh shouted after Yin as he suddenly charged forward.

„give me back my brother!“ Yin screamed at Dream, tossing himself at the…star.

There was a loud crack as Dream smacked the goopy skeleton the ground with a simple flick of a feather.

„Now now, I didn’t come here to fight. I came here to negotiate!“ Dream trilled, creating a shape to drag Yin back to the others none too gently.

„See, I need you all to take your tacks back to the void and stay there.“ he continued, as if expecting immediate compliance.

Complete silence.

Dream‘s smile fell.

„Well then! I’ll just…force it!“ Dream spread his wings, air shimmering with magic.

And then nothing happened.

„What?“ Dream looked down at himself, to see Maggot clinging to his dress.

The star skeleton immediately shivered in pure disgust.

„this determination tastes like vomit.“ Maggot stuck a black tongue out, clambering higher up on Dream.

Of course, Yang‘s magic technically had DT. Close enough to be as edible as regurgitated meatloaf to Maggot.

„EW! EW! GET OFF!“ Dream screamed, flailing about to try and shake Maggot off.

Everyone else just looked at each other in confusion, except Fresh.

Once Maggot was shaken off, Dream dusted himself off before huffing, „never mind!“

Once Dream was gone, Antivirus grudgingly realized that Maggot was certainly useful…in grossing people out into leaving.

Wait. Did Maggot say they ate determination?

„I. HATE. MY. DADS!“ Palette‘s scream startled everyone.

Antivirus felt sick again, surely everything was fine.

Yin hated this, hated the void, hated the stupid way his tail twitched.

He wanted to go home, wanted to hug his brother.

Fresh was up ahead, whistling a tune that was incredibly out of Yin‘s time range but at this point Yin recognized the beat.

Weather and Fatal were engaged in a game of Speed, the cards borrowed from Fresh‘s fanny pack.

Antivirus had gotten over Fatal‘s presence. Fatal‘s appearance wouldn’t be back to normal until they got Yang back.

Fatal was weirdly subdued, according to Fresh.

„YOOOOOOOOO!!!!!“ Fresh suddenly yelled, waving his bat at nothing.

The void parted to reveal what appeared to be a Fell, but soaked in steaming hot water and almost completely shattered.

That Fell lunged forward, grabbing Fresh‘s bat, phalanges digging in.

„That’s totally not cool, dude!“ Fresh scoffed, swinging the bat around to try and get the Fell off.

Yin noticed Yang‘s magic was keeping Fell alive by a hair.

While Antivirus noticed something odd about Fresh‘s bat…he had noticed it sometimes seemed to wriggle…

„Enough of this.“ Palette charged froward, slamming his roller down on the Fell while Yin rushed forward to drain Yang‘s magic.

The Fell immediately dusted.

„Aww, that’s so not my style, dudes! My bat is broken!“ Fresh whined, showing off a crack.

That crack mended immediately.

„Oh heck no!“ Fatal snapped, faded strings wrapping around the bat to shatter it.

„d‘aww.“ Fresh sighed, hands behind his head.

The pieces of the bat dissolved into writhing maggots, dripping devoured Determination.

The maggots wriggled and squirmed, slowly forming into a Sans that Fresh knew well and Yin only heard of.

„Yo! Maggot! What’s up, lil‘ dudes? Sorry for waking yous! Totes not cool of us.“ Fresh greeted Maggot, holding up a skeletal hand.

„YA-YUP! Awesomes! I Never been ‚wake in the void for a while!“ Maggot childishly said, raising a very wet hand and high-fiving Fresh.

Now that Yin thought about it, Maggot was rather short…was Maggot a kid?

„What the hunk is going on?!“ Weather demanded to know, adjusting himself on his cloud.

„WAS FRESH PREGNANT?!“ Palette‘s shout made everyone except Maggot, choke.

Reaper awoke with a start, body immediately wracked with sheer agony.

He tried to spread his wings, only to retch when he realized just how destroyed they were.

That’s when he noticed his surroundings. A simple little…house. It was quite decayed and damaged, cracks in the universe.

To his surprise, Reaper‘s wings were bandaged and robe tied where his legs once were.

„Oh!“ a gasp echoed through the room, making Reaper look over.

It was this universe‘s Toriel, ivory horns pink and clothing barely cleaned.

In her claws was a bowl of what might be porridge, or soup. Food must be scarce here, real scarce.

„What…what happened?“ Reaper groaned, carefully maneuvering to sit back against the wall, only to flinch as it creaked under his weight.

Toriel visibly grimaced before approaching to hand him the porridge.

It took a moment before Reaper understood what Toriel was saying.

„You appeared in our universe all injured and dusting, we thought you were going to die! Well when we touched you, we could feel our own health draining…“ Toriel rambled, a claw against her face. Leave it to a Toriel to worry.

Wait. That meant the death touch wasn’t effective right now, his magic really was low.

„Your Sans…can I see them?“ Reaper asked, glancing around as if expecting a Skeleton to appear.

The Toriel immediately looked mournful, shaking her head.

„Last we’ve seen of Yin and Yang was long ago, now our universe frays at the edges, the balance is gone.“ she gently told Reaper, making everything click.

„I am real out the loop, huh?“ Reaper groaned, a skeletal hand on his head.

He came to me in a dream.

The little guy near his hooves is Yin ofc!

90% DESPISES loud noise, utterly hates it.

Those „neck ruffles“ are a reference to Handplates, other side of his face has a scar over an eye hole.

I can’t make a reference to EVERY Gaster I remember!

I ADORE his design.

His head is floating! And yes, he can shrink but the void is so massive he doesn’t care.

At this rate he can leave the void, but it’s so noisy outside it, so nah.

That’s a scorpion tale in the bottom right.

Flat colors for reference reasons: