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For Better or For Worse (An “If Blue joined the Bad Sanses Story”) by ViridescentLotus
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
01 Aug 2026
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Blue was going to regret this wasn’t he? He shouldn’t have run from Dream and Ink. He knew that it was his fault.
It always was.
Or my take on “If Blue Joined the Bad Sanses”
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LO CH 4
“is that all you’re gonna eat?” Killer immediately questioned.
“YES? IS THERE A PROBLEM WITH THAT? IS IT TOO MUCH?” Blue thought maybe he had come off as rude. He was new here, maybe it would’ve been better to eat less, to seem polite.
That earned a wince from everyone at the table. Even Dust cringed a bit under his hood before staring back down at him plate. Killer’s smile wavered slightly, and Cross only sighed in a mix of sympathy and understanding.
Their reactions confused Blue, he felt weird seeing them. That was until he heard the whine Horror emitted. It was the only warning he had before Horror began taking his plate and piling more food onto it, setting it back down in front of Blue carefully with a heartbroken look in his eyes, the kind you’d give some sort of malnourished stray on the side of the road.
“UM…THIS MIGHT BE TOO MUCH HORROR. I PROBABLY HAVE A SMALLER STOMACH THAN YOU. I CAN’T FINISH THIS.” Truthfully, he didn’t even want to finish it. The notion made him sick to his stomach, even the sight of the plate in front of him caused bile to rise up in his throat.
Horror looked like he was going to protest before Cross stepped in.
“Horror, calm down. You know what it was like when I joined you guys, Blue will get there eventually, just give him some time to adjust.” Cross patted Horror on the arm trying his best to sound reassuring. His efforts were rewarded with crushing hug that probably caused a few joints to pop.
“he’s even smaller than you were. he needs food.” Horror looked at Blue meaningfully while continuing to trap Cross in his arms.
“HORROR I REALLY CAN’T EAT ALL OF THIS, CANT I JUST EAT SOME OF IT?” He was grasping at straws and he knew it, but Blue really didn’t feel like throwing up. It wouldn’t make a very good first impression.
“no wasting food.”
Well there goes that idea.
“hey big guy, let baby blue over here eat whatever he wants.” Killer interjected before the situation got worse. “I’ll eat whatever’s left and that way they’ll be no leftovers.”
Horror seemed uneasy with the idea of Blue still not eating a full serving, but he relented after seeing the discomfort on Blue’s face.
“fine.”
“WAIT REALLY?” Blue was shocked Killer actually volunteered to do that for him. “yeah sure it gives me a reason to eat even more food. horror’s cooking is too good to go to waste.”
It was silly but it was also the most genuine he’d ever seen Killer be. He didnt even know Killer was capable of being earnest.
Dinner was mostly peaceful after that. He caught Horror eyeing him a couple times whenever he paused to look around or listen to other people talk.
Blue had cleaned less than half his plate before handing it off to Killer, Horror frowned at him as he passed the dish down.
“dessert?” Horror slid him a slice of pie.
“N-NO THANK YOU….IM FULL.” Blue just might be sick if this continued.
Unfortunately, Horror was persistent and continued pushing the plate closer and closer. “REALLY, IM STUFFED.” No response. “HORROR….” He didn’t know how to get him to stop.
“please?”
Was Horror seriously giving him puppy eyes right now?
“OKAY, OKAY. I WILL HAVE ONLY A BIT BUT PLEASE, NO MORE AFTER THAT.”
Horror seems to accept this answer, however, Cross looked skeptical. “Are you sure…?” Doubt seeping into his voice as he spoke. “You shouldn’t push yourself.”
“NONSENSE. IF IT WILL REASSURE HORROR, THAN IT IS WORTH A COUPLE MORE BITES.” Blue was trying to convince himself more than them, but he wasn’t ready to accept that yet.
Blue took careful bites out of the pie, each one got harder and harder to swallow. With each bite he felt sicker and sicker. He made it halfway through the small slice before pushing it towards Killer and standing up.
He felt like he was going to throw up.
“THANK YOU FOR THE MEAL BUT I REALLY MUST GO TO SLEEP NOW. GOODBYE.” The words came out in a rush as Blue struggled to get them out. He rushed to his room, closing the door behind him and beelining to the toilet.
Blue was ill. He felt fat and bloated even as his stomach rejected the food he’d just begun to digest. Tears welled in his eyes and his whole body shook in pain and exhaustion.
His vision continued to blur even after his body was done purging itself. Dizziness overtook him and he tilted to the side before completely collapsing.
Luckily something caught him before his skull could hit the cold tile floors.
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