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`~SOULSwap~` Chapter 2
Berry felt his spine stiffen up again. who invited him!?
“heya dream! mornin’” Classic turned around from his seat at the bar to face the golden robed skeleton.
“good morning, classic!” Dream responded with a smile.
Berry felt frozen in his booth, his bones silently rattling.
Dream hadn’t particularly done anything to Berry, unlike Edge. But all of the nightmares Berry has every night? He blames Dream for every single one.
Carrot turned to face Dream as well. “MORNIN’ DREAM.”
“good morning!” He waved.
“Good morning, Dream. What would you like this morning?” Grillby asked, drying a glass cup with his handkerchief.
Dream sat down in the booth behind Berry and Red, and the skeleton stiffened up more.
“an omelette, please?” He asked.
Grillby nodded, walking off into the kitchen. Dream smiled and turned around, resting his head on the red booth.
“good morning red, berry! did you guys sle
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what just happened?

Red was confused.

Very confused.

He gave a worried glance to Carrot, who hadn’t taken his eye sockets away from the door. Storming out in such a way wasn’t like Berry. At all. What made him so mad? And at Dream?

“somethin’s up. . .” Red muttered, taking a glance at Grillby, who had just left the kitchen with the omelette Dream had requested.

“I heard everything from the kitchen.” The fiery monster piped up. “It’s not as sound proof as I wished it to be, but, for once, I’m glad for that. But, to the point at hand. I know what is going on with your friend.”

“what’s wrong with him, then?” Red tilted his skull to the side. and is he ok. . . ?

Grillby sighed and looked at Carrot, who had the same look of worry and confusion on his face as Red did, but far more extreme. this is his brother we’re talking about. Red thought. he probably wants to know more than anybody.

Grillby set the omelette in front of Dream, who, filled with guilt despite his usual joy, no longer seemed hungry after what just went down.

The fire-engulfed host then waved his hand to Red, signaling him to follow. The short skeleton pointed to himself. “me. . . ?”

“Yes.” Was the only thing Grillby said as he walked into the kitchen.

</i> what about his own brother? doesn’t he deserve to know? </i>

Red sighed and slid out of his booth after a few minutes of thought, following the host into the back room. He felt the worried glance of Carrot following him, but he tried to ignore it. why do i deserve to know and not carrot?

Grillby gave himself a light facepalm. “Berry is going to be very displeased by this. . .”

“why?” Red asked.

“Quick, close the door.”

The skeleton obeyed, quickly and quietly shutting the door to the kitchen. He gave a confused look to Grillby.

“shouldn’t carrot know what’s going on?” He asked.

“Yes, but I promised Berry I would never tell anyone about what is going on with him. At this moment, you are an exception. But, to keep Berry’s promise, I must give you a request that is not an option if you wish to know the truth.”

His mind ready for this information, Red nodded. “‘k.” He responded.

“You must promise not to tell anyone what I am about to tell you. Not even Berry’s brother. Understood?”

why can’t carrot know? Red kept himself from saying it. This makes no sense! Why would Berry keep something from his own brother?

So he just answered with, “ok. promise.”

Grillby nodded with a sigh. “Alright, where to start. . . . Yes, the disease will do.”

“disease!?” Red’s right socket flared purple for fear and worry. he has a disease? and never told anyone?

Grillby lifted his hand to silence Red. “Yes. So far known, he is the only one with this disease. Those days he went missing for a few hours? He snuck to the hospital for research to be done for a cure, or, at least, that’s what he told me he did.”

“. . . what disease is it?”

“It is named ‘Mallory.’” Grillby answered. “What the doctors got so far. . . from what I’m told. . . it can be worse than cancer.”

cancer? oh god. . . berry. . . .

“. . . is he gonna be ok?” That was the question Red wanted to ask this whole time. To be frank. . . that’s the only thing Red cared about at the moment. For Berry to be ok.

“They don’t know, to be honest. But. . . to the real matter why he most likely left. And why he comes here so often. . .”

Red gave a shaky nod. “i-i’m listening.”

Grillby removed his glasses and rubbed just above where his eyes would be. “How to I say this easily. . . ?”

After a few moments of worrying silence, Grillby replaced his glasses back on.

“Red, what I am about to tell you has nothing to do with Berry’s disease. It has only to do with one, single person.”

The skeleton lifted his skull, prepared for information.

“His SOUL. .- His SOUL is cracked and broken, Red. And it’s probably only going to get worse.”

“what!?” Red almost felt his own SOUL break in half by this information. berry’s dying?

“He hasn’t told me who did it, but I’m leading towards either Nightmare, Cross, or Killer.”

The skeleton’s eye sockets darkened. “ w h e r e  a r e  t h e y .

“Now Red,” Grillby grasped Red’s shoulder, instantly making his sockets spark to their original colors. “Fighting them will solve nothing. You will only get yourself hurt, or worse, killed! Do you think Berry wants that toppled on top of his condition?”

Red shakily shook his head. “n-no. . .”

Grillby nodded. “Good. Now, let me explain why he comes here so often.”

more information. . . ?

“ok. . .” Was the only thing Red said.

“He comes here to not only avoid everyone around him but. . .” Grillby's flaming body flared light blue like a skeleton's eye socket would for worry and sadness. “He. . . sees things. . . and from what he told me. . . they are not pleasant. . .”

“w-what do you mean by that?”

Grillby sighed again. “He calls them. . . ‘visions'? I believe? Berry says he often sees him hurting the people he cares about most. Usually Carrot and. . . you.”

me? why would he care about me?

“what. . . ?” At this point, Red was just lost in words. At first, he thought Berry had just had a bad day. But now? It turns out his best friend has a disease worse than cancer and a broken SOUL that makes him see himself hurting people. what a day. . .

“He often has nightmares, as well.” Grillby explained.

“nightmares. . . ?”

Grillby nodded. “. . . almost every night. He comes here then, too. Even if I’m about to close, I let him in.”

“. . . does he do anything?” Berry was like almost every Papyrus, except the size of a Sans. isn’t he supposed to hate grillby’s?

“Not. . . usually. He just sits at a booth for about a half an hour, thanks me, then leaves.”

Red felt like he was about to tear up. Berry’s SOUL is broken, he’s ill, and he never told anybody. Not even his brother, whom he cares about so much. But, almost in an instant, all the puzzle pieces formed in the skeleton’s non existent brain. berry never told anyone because he was scared. scared to hurt us. . . scared to kill anyone. he’s scared. . . and we never knew anything. . .

“Red, now that you know, I believe you should confront him.” Grillby cut the short skeleton off from his thoughts of grief for his friend yet again. Red’s bones silently rattled under his sweatshirt.

“w-won’t he be mad at’ca? ya know. . . for tellin’ me. . . ?” Red shuttered. or worse. . . will he be mad at me for knowing. . . ?

Grillby sighed. “Yes, most likely, he will be very upset with me, but I am sure that in due time, he will get over it. Besides, it’s better than someone other than me there to comfort him in a time like this. Your his friend. I’m just a host for a restaurant and bar that lets him in at midnight. To be frank, it’s a bit of an improvement.” He chuckled.

Red was completely boggled by this new information. Disease. SOUL. Visions. Nightmares. Berry. Why did Berry have to deal with this? Other then Ink and Dream, he had to be the most upbeat and happy being in the entire multiverse. Why did he have to be victim of all this?

“. . . did you see where he went when he left?” Red asked after he kicked himself out of his trance.

“I was in the kitchen, remember? There's no windows.”

Red gave a silent ‘ahh.’ of realization as Grillby walked towards the door, opening it with a shivering, fiery hand.

he's worried too. . . . Red realized, walking out of the kitchen, his boney hands hidden in his sweatshirt's pockets.

Carrot instantly leapt from his seat at the bar, bolting towards Red.

“SO? IS SANS OK!?” He asked, light blue sparkling from his eye sockets.

Red sighed, glancing at Grillby, then looked back up at Carrot.

“yea. yea he's ok.”
`~SOULSwap~` Chapter 3
Berry's problems are revealed!

Seems like it's just more then having a bad day now. . .
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Berry felt his spine stiffen up again. who invited him!?

“heya dream! mornin’” Classic turned around from his seat at the bar to face the golden robed skeleton.

“good morning, classic!” Dream responded with a smile.

Berry felt frozen in his booth, his bones silently rattling.

Dream hadn’t particularly done anything to Berry, unlike Edge. But all of the nightmares Berry has every night? He blames Dream for every single one.

Carrot turned to face Dream as well. “MORNIN’ DREAM.”

“good morning!” He waved.

“Good morning, Dream. What would you like this morning?” Grillby asked, drying a glass cup with his handkerchief.

Dream sat down in the booth behind Berry and Red, and the skeleton stiffened up more.

“an omelette, please?” He asked.

Grillby nodded, walking off into the kitchen. Dream smiled and turned around, resting his head on the red booth.

“good morning red, berry! did you guys sleep ok last night?” He asked.

“pretty good.” Red responded, turning around to face the golden robed skeleton.

“you know my answer.” Berry growled, his body giving an aggravated shiver.

Dream sighed. “i sense negative emotions inside you, berry. . .”

Berry grumbled. “whatever.”

Red looked beside him and gave Berry a concerned look. Carrot also noticed his younger brother’s behavior, the same expression on his face. Berry folded his shaking arms.

“SANS? ARE YOU OK?”

“im. . . fine ok? im fine.” Berry stood up and slid out of the booth, the rest of the faces staring at him with worried glances.

“im going home.” He announced, opening the door to Grillby's and slamming it closed.



Berry was surprised Red nor Carrot followed him. He was also glad for that.

Because his vision was blurring to something else.

Something that wasn't real.

And he couldn't escape.
`~SOULSwap~` Chapter 2
Oh noooo

Wonder what's happening to berryyyy
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Berry was alone.

Berry was scared.

Berry was  h u r t i n g  someone.

Well, he was until someone jolted him awake.

“SANS!” A familiar voice shouted into his ear socket.

“it’s fine bro. . .” Berry mumbled, wiping his face with his sleeve. “i’m fine.”

“ARE YOU SURE?”

“100%.”

“SANS DON’T LIE TO ME.”

“i’m not.”

“DID YOU HAVE A NIGHTMARE?”

“yea, like i said i’m fine.”

Carrot shook his head, unconvinced, but sighed a breath of defeat.

“OK SANS. . . I BELIEVE YOU.”

well, today is gonna be great. . . Berry thought, his mind still clinging onto his latest Nightmare. Why does he keep dreaming about hurting- no. Killing the people he cares about most? Most of all, why him?

“SANS, DID YOU HEAR WHAT I SAID?” Carrot cut him off of his thoughts.

“err, sorry papy. i was thinking.”

Carrot sighed again. “I WAS WONDERING IF YOU, RED, AND EDGE WANT TO GO DOWN TO GRILLBY'S. YOU KNOW, FOR OLD TIMES SAKE?”

“why does edge have to come!?” Berry growled.

“SANS, HE’S FINE. EDGE-”

“edge beats up his own brother, papy!”

“HE’S MORE MATURE NOW, LIKE YOU SAID YOU WERE.”

Mature. That lie among the others Berry had told his brother and everybody else around him still clung to him like Muffet and her pastries. All those times he said “i’m ok.” and “i’m fine” were all lies.

He was not ok.

He was not fine.

And he probably never will be.

“SO?”

Berry grumbled. “fine, i guess he can come. just keep him away from us.”

Carrot sighed. “ALRIGHT SANS. WHATEVER YOU WANT.”

The tall skeleton zipped up his orange jacket, grabbed his box of cigarettes, and walked outside. Berry followed his brother, tired still from his half hour nap. He hasn’t slept much, or ate much, from that matter. After 3 years of moving to the surface world of the multiverse, Berry’s cooking has certainly improved with the help of many Alphys’ and Undynes.

Going to Grillby's has also been a new routine for the 22 year old Berry. His life has gotten slower, more tiring, and. . .  more traumatizing. The only reason he decided to come on this breakfast trip with his brother was to see Red; the only monster in the entire multiverse who understood him.

And Berry understood Red.

“SO, YOU MAKE ANY NEW FOOD IN THAT COOKING MEETUP YOU TOLD BE ABOUT?” Carrot asked, trying to break the silence between the two brothers.

“yea. i made some pasta by classic you's request.”

“YOUR GOING TO HAVE TO GIVE ME SOME.”

“ok.”

The silence returned to the brothers as the dimly lit area of Grillby's came into sight. Coming here almost relaxed Berry.

Key word: almost.

Carrot held the door open for his younger brother as he walked in, and Berry faked a smile. He already saw Edge at one of the booths, fiddling with a salt shaker. Red was on the opposite side, tiredly giving Berry a wave, who waved back. Classic was also seated at the bar alongside Ink, who was chatting cheerfully with the original version of himself.

Grillby looked over to the two entering skeletons, also waving.

“You two have come early.” The flame-engulfed monster noted, fixing his glasses.

“I KNOW.” Carrot responded. “HOW IS YOUR DAUGHTER?”

“Well. Very well, thank you.”

Berry silently slipped away from his brother and Grillby, seating himself next to Red. The other skeleton, who seemed tense before, seemed to calm down. Berry glanced at Edge, who instantly glanced back. The shorter skeleton had a feeling the abusive brother had beaten Red again, and his spine stiffened up in rage.

“Hey!” Grillby had walked over to the skeleton’s table during the death-glance contest between Edge and Berry. “What’d I say ‘bout no fightin’ in my restaurant!?”

“sorry.” Berry mumbled, looking down like a child who had stolen candy.

“SORRY.” Edge muttered as well.

Grillby nodded with a fiery sigh.

“Good, because I wouldn’t want to kick you two out. The kitchen still has some red and blue bones suck in the walls from last time.”

Last time. The last fight he and Edge had was intense. Almost the whole of Grillby’s was almost blasted and burned to the ground. Thankfully, Carrot and Red had arrived in time (Thanks to Grillby) to hold Berry back from almost killing somebody.

Berry and Edge both nodded in response to Grillby as he walked back to the bar. The skeleton was filled with hot shame as the other guests in the restaurant slowly turned their heads away from the two rivals, soon returning to their conversations.

Classic whispered something to Ink, who nodded. The blue sweatered skeleton then lazily walked over to the booth.

“so, you two are pretty bad to the bone with each other?” He joked, plopping down beside Edge, who gave an annoyed grumble.

“what?” Classic’s smirk grew wider. “i thought i’d tickle your funny bone.”

“OH MY GOD! STOP WITH THE FUCKING PUNS!” Edge shouted in rage.

he thinks that’ll stop classic? Berry thought as he saw Classic searching through his pun book. pfft, he’s an idiot then.

“well,” Classic began, reading from his book. “if women are pigs, does that mean their cannibals?”

Red scoffed a chuckle as Edge stood up, pushing the Ketchup-scented skeleton away from him as he stood up and stormed out of Grillby’s, shouting, “THAT’S IT! I’M DONE!”

Berry gave a sigh of relief as he relaxed on in the booth. well, that’s  o n e  worry taken care of for today. He thought.

He felt his stiffened spine relax as well. After a few minutes of silence, the door to Grillby’s flung open, revealing another skeleton.

Dream.
`~SOULSwap~` Chapter 1
A start of a new AU!


I decided to make this because I've been rping with friends on ROBLOX, which led me to create this AU. 


Also, huge shoutout to :iconduskifox-39: ! You inspired me to actually show SOULSwap to everyone! (Don't worry frand. The CherryBerry children will come later on. :3)




Also, CRAP I MESSED UP ON THE ITALICS! >:V
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And don't worry! This doesnt mean I'll stop Eclipse!
(I don't usually put this in here for some reason, but I'll put it in all the chapters that are to come:

CRYSTAL, RAVENIA, AND NIGHTMARE ARE ALL MINE!

RATCHET, CLANK, THE GALACTIC RANGERS, THE LOMBAX SPECIES, AND THE WHOLE RATCHET AND CLANK SERIES BELONGS TO INSOMNIAC GAMES!

STARCLAN, THE CLANS, AND WARRIOR CATS BELONGS TO ERIN HUNTER!

DONNA AND NORA BELONG TO  
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IF I REALIZE I MISS ANYONE, I WILL FIX IT)





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onna opened one of her emerald green eyes, sunshine drifting into the room. Ratchet was clearly still asleep, snoring away in his bed. The young lombax’s gaze searched around the room for Crystal, but the Albino didn't seem to be here.

Where's Crystal? Donna thought, twitching her huge, striped ears, hoping to find her friend. Did she leave already?

A faint yawn sounded from outside, and Donna’s eyes finally caught sight of the albino, staring at her moonstone necklace with confusion and surprise. Crystal's bright blue gaze drifted over to Donna, giving an excited wave, signaling her over. The bright orange lombax then rushed downstairs, her clothes from yesterday still on, and began to step over the remainder of the sleeping bodies. I guess most of them left already. She thought, stepping over the sleeping body of her own captain.

Donna gave a relieved sigh as she finally made it out of the garage and the huge odor of alcohol. Her eyes then scanned around the sandy desert-like planet, finally spotting Crystal sitting down, a huge, unusual smile on her face. The orange lombax plopped down beside the albino.

“What's got you smiling?” Donna asked, taking a glance at the moonstone Crystal had in her hands. It shone a bright blue glow, unusual for that kind of stone.

“This thing can tell me stuff in a way.” Her friend explained, shifting over to face Donna. “But I had some weird… dream early this morning? Someone told me that someone related to me is closer than I thought, so for a bit I was talking to myself about it, you know, like the weird person I am,” Donna hid a chuckle. “And it actually spoke back to me!”

“Really?” Donna examined the stone with curiosity. This definitely was very unusual for a moonstone.

“Yep, it kinda acts like one of those home electronic things that tells you the weather.”

Donna gave the stone a little tap, and it shone brighter. This isn't normal. She thought, her eyebrows shifting with thought.

Crystal tilted her face towards the moonstone a bit. “Who’s the closest family member to me?” She asked. Donna gave her eyes a tiny roll, thinking her friend had gone crazy, but her confusion had turned to pure joy and shock when the stone flashed again, almost making an arrow towards her.

Crystal Azimuth, your cousin, Donna-"

“We’re COUSINS!” The girls shouted in unison.
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(I don't usually put this in here for some reason, but I'll put it in all the chapters that are to come:

CRYSTAL, RAVENIA, AND NIGHTMARE ARE ALL MINE!

RATCHET, CLANK, THE GALACTIC RANGERS, THE LOMBAX SPECIES, AND THE WHOLE RATCHET AND CLANK SERIES BELONGS TO INSOMNIAC GAMES!

STARCLAN, THE CLANS, AND WARRIOR CATS BELONGS TO ERIN HUNTER!

DONNA AND NORA BELONG TO  
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onna opened one of her emerald green eyes, sunshine drifting into the room. Ratchet was clearly still asleep, snoring away in his bed. The young lombax’s gaze searched around the room for Crystal, but the Albino didn't seem to be here.

Where's Crystal? Donna thought, twitching her huge, striped ears, hoping to find her friend. Did she leave already?

A faint yawn sounded from outside, and Donna’s eyes finally caught sight of the albino, staring at her moonstone necklace with confusion and surprise. Crystal's bright blue gaze drifted over to Donna, giving an excited wave, signaling her over. The bright orange lombax then rushed downstairs, her clothes from yesterday still on, and began to step over the remainder of the sleeping bodies. I guess most of them left already. She thought, stepping over the sleeping body of her own captain.

Donna gave a relieved sigh as she finally made it out of the garage and the huge odor of alcohol. Her eyes then scanned around the sandy desert-like planet, finally spotting Crystal sitting down, a huge, unusual smile on her face. The orange lombax plopped down beside the albino.

“What's got you smiling?” Donna asked, taking a glance at the moonstone Crystal had in her hands. It shone a bright blue glow, unusual for that kind of stone.

“This thing can tell me stuff in a way.” Her friend explained, shifting over to face Donna. “But I had some weird… dream early this morning? Someone told me that someone related to me is closer than I thought, so for a bit I was talking to myself about it, you know, like the weird person I am,” Donna hid a chuckle. “And it actually spoke back to me!”

“Really?” Donna examined the stone with curiosity. This definitely was very unusual for a moonstone.

“Yep, it kinda acts like one of those home electronic things that tells you the weather.”

Donna gave the stone a little tap, and it shone brighter. This isn't normal. She thought, her eyebrows shifting with thought.

Crystal tilted her face towards the moonstone a bit. “Who’s the closest family member to me?” She asked. Donna gave her eyes a tiny roll, thinking her friend had gone crazy, but her confusion had turned to pure joy and shock when the stone flashed again, almost making an arrow towards her.

Crystal Azimuth, your cousin, Donna-"

“We’re COUSINS!” The girls shouted in unison.

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Making bad fanfics great again

I'm an 9th grade girl who loves writing, drawing, reading, and singing. I despise bullies and jerks, so if you don't like what you see, then don't be a jerk about it or you will be blocked. I enjoy writing my series and creating AUs. I also have requests and commissions open, you if you'd like any, let me know!


HUGE thanks to :iconthedexterminator: for doing the icon! I love it!
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DuskiFox-39 Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Wait, so those CherryBerry fanchilds...

Do you happen to have any drawings of them? I've been bored for a while, and I kinda wanted to do a sketch of them, because that sounds like fun uwu
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QueenWoomyRose48688 Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I haven't sketched them yet, but I'm planning to soon! -w-
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DuskiFox-39 Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2018  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh, okay!
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KellyNewbie Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2018
Thanks for the favourite, and congratulation for 1-year anniversary in dA! We Like To Party! (TF2 Chat Icon) Medic Really Likes What He Sees XD (Chat Icon) :ICON: WHOOOO 
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QueenWoomyRose48688 Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You totally deserve the favorites :D

And ty!
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xXChibiXWolfXx Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the favs!
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QueenWoomyRose48688 Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Np! You totally deserve it! :D
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ZaralynnStryker Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2018  Student Traditional Artist
I was reading about the artist, and you're pretty dang good for 9th grade.
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QueenWoomyRose48688 Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Ak ty sm! That means so much!
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Thelightsmen Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2018  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hey there man! thanks for the huge amount of favs! :)
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