Misery Loves Company

Killer And Cross

Then, with a gasp, you woke up from that haunting nightmare. Tears were streaming down your face, you faintly noticed that they were purple. But when you look around, you know.

It wasn't a dream.

You sit up and clutch at the purple sweater you're wearing, hand clutched over where your soul is. Those memories haunt the most, the moment you woke up in pain, no longer dead as you were supposed to be. In a different world, in a different body.

You look around your room. Some much time has passed since then. There, in the corner of the room, surrounded by flowers, gifts, and letters from you, was Dream, still encased in stone.

It's been exactly five hundred years.

You kneel in front of the statue and nuzzle your cheek into the cupped palm. You missed him.

You had nearly all of Nightmare's memories now, and you were him, just as he was you.

You paused in your nuzzling and placed your own hand on his cheek. "love you, brother" you said, smiling softly. Then you sighed, knowing you had to leave him and go attend to your duties. You let your sludge uncover the right half of your face, revealing an amethyst colored eyelight, "i'll see you in a bit, dream" you promise.

You brush any dust off your pants as you stand before walking out of the room, locking the door behind you as your purple eyelight is recovered by your tar. You make your way to the kitchen, feeling the need to walk and stretch your legs instead of teleporting.

Horror is already at the stove, making breakfast with the servants bringing him any needed ingredients. "mornin', boss" he says, glancing at you with his large red eyelight, you rumble as the smell of bacon reaches you, you simply nod in greeting with a neutral facial expression. You sit at the head of the table and make a simple gesture to one of the many guards lining the wall, he brings you a newspaper, you nod to him in thanks and proceed to open the paper to the third page.

The third page was special, why?, because it had basic information on the newly formed group known as the Star Sanses. At first you only had trouble with Ink and the occasional monster or human that fought back, but now, Ink's new group had joined him in his attempts to rid the multiverse of you. It was quite pathetic to say the least, though they are strong.

The group consisted of Ink, Blueberry, and Color; seemingly a replacement the multiverse made. There were others but none had fought you directly, nor had any taken the initiative to attack you. They were still a nuisance since you couldn't go anywhere in your corrupted form without the Star Sanses being called on you, whether you were being aggressive or not.

Like you said before, a nuisance.

You thought it to be foolish of them to put their information into the news, but unlike everyone on their side or partially the neutral side thought, you were not inherently evil and had no intentions of attacking them without proper prompt.

Your thoughts were interrupted as Killer burst through the doors, with a loud scream, and zoomed over to the table, sitting in the chair closest to you. Unfortunately, he had apparently provoked Cross and deemed you a proper escape, you, however, being in a bad mood now, planned to let Cross have revenge.

Cross stopped screaming and running as soon as he saw you, instead looking down and apologizing for interrupting your silence. He was always so scared of you for some reason, though you had no qualms about it, since he was so obedient.

You grabbed him with a tendril and felt him shake in fear, you hear Killer snicker at his predicament and wrap him in one as well, though he does not shake in fear, you can feel slight discomfort and curiosity from him. "i was in a good mood today, however, i no longer am. killer-" Killer jerks to attention in your tendril, "since you seem so intent on provoking your teammates, i shall let Cross tell me his side of the story".

You release Cross from your hold and make him stand beside you, you face him. "go on, tell me what happened, and don't lie" you say, hidden malice in your voice. "he stole my chocolate and-" Cross blushes purple all the way to his shoulders, "tapped my pelvis". You look at Killer, unimpressed, Killer was the flirtiest flirt you've ever met besides Lust, a tap to the pelvis was equivalent to touching someone's butt or cupping their private. "seriously, Killer?", you're faintly disgusted, "what? you expect me to ignore such a hot piece like that", he gestures to Cross with his skull.

"he's literally an alternate you, my stars!", you scowl, Killer being the clever little crap he is, picked up on your wording, "but not you, huh, boss?" he asks, a smug smirk on his face. Cross flushes a deeper purple at the conversation, "no, not me, because, as i have said before, i am not a sans counterpart" you repeat for what feels like the eightieth time.

"gotcha, boss" Killer says with a wink, you glare at him as a sleepy Dust walks in and plops down in his seat, watching you three interact, "no chocolate for a week, and you get dishes for the week instead of Horror", Killer groans, "com'on, boss, no need to be so cruel" he whines. Your socket twitches and you squeeze him in your tendril until he starts choking, "sorry, boss!" he exclaims, sockets wide as you drop him on the ground.

"Cross will take your seat today" you say, grabbing Cross as Dust starts 'ooh'ing, you place him in the chair Killer had been sitting in previously making him fluster and tense. When Horror walks in, he becomes slightly confused, noticing that Killer is on the floor and Cross has taken Killer's usual seat right next to you. Dust tells him the good news of him not having dishes for the week.

The servants serve the food, Killer sitting at the far end of the table where you put the boys when they're being punished. Once the food is laid out, you allow Horror to start eating but tell everyone else to wait until the rest of the group comes.

Thankfully, no one has to wait too long as the rest are down within ten minutes. You allow everyone to eat, eating your food as well but no more, as you do not need food and only eat with your group members to feel a sense of companionship. You leave first, heading to your office to finish up some paperwork and plan out the next raid.