Finally for the shippers, here is the second part to the first random PixieDust thing. I'm sorry it took so long to finally come out.

Again, I don't see it as a ship, it's mostly Cupid being annoying while Dust is internally screaming.

~Random question: If you could, who's clothes/outfit would you wear out of all the outcasts?~

Me personally, I would wear Coby's. :3

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Dust regretted every step he took up the pebble driveway. But it was all for his knife.. He had to get it back. Who knows what that creampuff did with it.

Dust finally made it to the porch of the massive mansion, it was pretty impressive he will admit.

With hesitation, he, after contemplating life for about ten minuets, finally rang the doorbell.

After a second or two, maybe five, a very tall metallic skeleton opened the door. He didn't seemed thrilled by the look of Dust.

"Name: Dusttale sans. Gender: male. Species: skeleton. Status: Threat..." The android pinned Dust down with his boot, a gun to his face.

"State your business here filth. I don't want to have blood spilled all over Creator's porch!"  Cyrus hisses.

Dust held his hands up in defence. "Hey, don't worry about it tin can. I'm not here to hurt anyone, I just want that puff ball to give me my knife back."

Cyrus lifts a brow. "Cupid? Why does he even have your knife in the first place?"

Wow.. This guy was bipolar..

Dust shrugs. "We were at a party with the AU's and sh*t, and he took it from me and left before I could get it back..."

"Understood. Get your knife and leave. We cannot have two murders in the house.. One is enough."  Cyrus' gun clicks back into a steel hand.

Dust groans as Cyrus steps off of him, leaving to enter the manor.

"Aren't you going to help me up?" Dust asks.

Cyrus sends him one last glare. "No. Kiss my digital, futuristic a**."

"Oh.. Lovely." Dust rolls his eyes and helps himself up, then enters the manor of weirdos.

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This place was huge.. There had to be at least over a thousand rooms! Where the f**k was the kitchen!?

Dust grit his teeth as he wonders the halls, this place was like a maze filled with dead ends.

Turning a corner, he found a fireplace room, velvet couches were around the room, so was many bookshelves.

A winged skeleton sat on one of the couches, facing the fire with something in their hand.

Was.. Was that Cupid? He looked really different from last time. What happened to him? Dust thinks.

Dust walks around one of the couches. The short skeleton on the couch gave him a deadly glare, ruby iris's filled with hate.

"What the f**k do you want?" He snaps, returning his phone to his pockets.

Dust shrugs. "Nice to see you too a**hole. Now where is my knife?"

The horned skeleton lifts a brow. "He f**k you talking about?"

"Cupid, don't play dumb. I don't know who shoved an edgy broom up your a**, but I'd like my knife back now." Dust hisses.

The horned skeleton hops off the couch, eyes burning like embers. "I am NOT Cupid! Get some damn glasses! I don't prance around wearing pink! F**kin dumba**." Lockheart stomps out of the room.

Dust sighs. "Well.. That went well.."

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Dust wondered the halls yet again, until he found a purple bedroom, yet it had pink thrown in here and there.

This has to be Cupid's room. He thinks, entering it.

"Cupid, just give me my knife so I can get the hell put of here before your crazy mom writes fanfics about me.." Dust yells.

A taller skeleton stepped pit of the walk-in closet and turned to see who just yelled.

His eyes land on Dust and he smirks. "Hello sweetface, it's been a while hasn't it?"

Dust shivers in disgust. "Cupid, knock it off before I kick your f**king teeth in."

"Cupid? Oh honey no, I'm the god of lust, not love.~ Call me Romeo, or master. I don't mind either.~" Romeo winks, sticking his tongue out.

"Nope nope nope nope nope." Dust bolts it out the door, leaving Romeo to chuckle and go back to sorting his closet.

Arranging his boots from pink to neon purple.

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"Why the hell is there so many Cupids!? I swear if I run into another one I'm gonna scream!" Dust huffs, walking down a set of stairs.

Cupid had to be in the basement right? He had checked the whole mansion!

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he saw a room that only Alphys would love.

Pink fluffy rugs, Anime posters, katanna hung neatly on the wall, Anime boxsets, Manga, A couple of school girl figurines and a pink and white sailor uniform.

"Cupid? Did you become a an anime freak like Alphys?" He asks, stepping over the piles of candy wrappers and ice cream tubs.

The room was eerily silent.. The tv seemed to shut off on its own. And he could smell a faint scent of blood...?

"Dust? What a surprise. I was wondering when I would see you again." A creepy yet soft voice says into his neck.

Dust jumps and quickly turns behind him, only to find 'cupid' dressed in a fancy straight jacket, and with a blindfold over his eyes.

"God, you gave me a heart attack! Don't do that you a**hat!"

"Sorry, I tend to have that effect on people."  He chuckled, tilting his head.

"Alright, cut the crap, where's my knife you weirdo?" Dust asks once again his tone harsher than it was before.

"Now, why would I take your knife, when I've already got plenty of them? " He giggles, the ribbon of of his now pulled a pink and silver blade out of his vest, it aiming at Dust's throat.

"And I know how to use them.~"

Dust, clearly not fazed slaps the knife out of the ribbon's grasp, then reaches for the blindfold, ripping it off.

"Nice try. Where is it, I nee--- what the hell is wrong with you?"

His eyes sparkle and shine a bright pink. "Oh nothing.. Senpai!"

"Ooh sh*t..." Dust teleports before Amour can jump on him.

"Don't run from me senpai! I can smell you!" Amour giggles and runs after his senpai.

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Dust teleported to the kitchen out of breath, he leaned against the counter. "That was a close one..."

"Yeah, good luck trying to get away from him. He'll stalk you." A voice squeaks.

Dust turns his head and sees Cupid, the love god he's been searching for, sitting at the counter, stirring a bowl of cake mix.

"You had better be you this time and not one of those freaks!" Dust growls his fist in Cupid's face.

"You mean my brothers? Sorry about them, they can be a little much at times!" Cupid giggles.

Dust gags. That aura was around him again.

And there was that weird feeling again.. Stupid a** butterflies.

Cupid puts the spoon to Dust's mouth. "Here try it! It's great I promise!"

Dust blushed and takes the spoon from him taking a lick of the frosting. Hmm... Vanilla with a hint of raspberry.

"Wow.. Did you really make that?"

Cupid nods. "Uh huh! From scratch. I've got to cook a lot, since I've got seventeen mouths to feed."

Dust shakes his head, remembering why he was even here in the first place. "Can I have my knife back now?"

Cupid tilts his head. "Oh that silly old thing? Its right here." He reaches into his scarf and takes out the twelve inch blade.

It was shiny and sharp.

He hands it to the powder covered skeleton. "Here you go!"

"Are you f**king serious.. It was that easy?" Dust facepalms.

Cupid shrugs his shoulders. "You could have called me, I honestly forgot about it."

Dust sighs. "Well, since I'm here can I have a cupcake or two?"

Cupid smiles and hands him a silver heart shaped platter filled with cupcakes.

Dust sits on the bar stool and begins to stuff his face with cupcakes.

Hmm.. Maybe this visit wasn't so bad. Maybe he could stop by again sometime.

"Senpai?"

Dust's eyes widen. "I'm gonna take these to go." He snaps his fingers and teleports with the cupcake platter.

Cupid sighed. "Lockheart get your gun ready! Amour is lovesick again!"

"Damn it! Again!?"

End. (I got bored.)