Misery Loves Company

Run In With The Stars And A Prisoner

"is everyone prepared?" you ask, tendrils writhing behind you as you open a one-way portal to Farmtale copy twenty-six. "yeah, boss, we're ready" Dust answers you, "we'll be splitting up, if any of you clash with the star brats, release a pulse of magic before leading them to me" you inform, all of them nod. "dust you're with horror, scoundrel with homicide, and cross you're with me. raise havoc and collect supplies, take what you want, and stay together" you command.

"wait, boss, i've a question" Dust says, stopping you from going through the portal. You hum, giving him permission, "what if the destroyer is there?" he asks, and the rest perk up, wanting to know your response. You'd managed to keep them away from him thus far and a large part of your group was curious on how. "he won't, there are still twenty-nine more of farmtale that he will destroy first, however, he is fast so we'll have to be quick" you say, and then go through the portal.

Everything seems to freeze as you step through the portal, your team members stepping through right after. You allow the portal to close as you observe the humans and monsters, everyone having stopped and started staring at you, eyes wide in fear. Then with a cackle, Homicide and Scoundrel rush foreward, Horror and Dust following soon after getting your go ahead, in a different direction.

"what now, boss?" Cross asks, tense with his skull facing the ground. You sigh, his attitude towards you was really starting to get on your nonexistent nerves, "we, cross, will be raiding the library" you say, a little embarrassed. You had already read all the ones present in the castle and practically memorized them, there were none on gardening which you used to have a hobby of once upon a life.

To your relief he merely nods, though you can sense his curiousity, it's overridden by fear. You don't understand why though, he's seen the other's step out of line so why is he so frightened of what you will do if he does.

The library is empty when you and Cross enter, everyone remaining having gone to hide. "look for books on gardening, flowers, and, if you can, magic" you order, Cross dissapearing from your sight with a nod.

With a sigh you look through the shelves of books, finding quite a few you haven't read. They sure seemed interesting, even the fantasy ones, you allow a breif joy filled smile to cross your face when you find a book of old legends. You place the books in your inventory before continuing in your search, finding a nice book of jokes for Dream. You shove it in your inventory as well.

You're caught off guard by a pulse from one of the group, Cross.

You instantly teleport to him and notice the Star Sanses kneeling in front of you, Ink holding Cross down by his throat and holding purple paint, his back to you. "planning to capture one of my own, were you?" you rumble, catching their attention, Blueberry and Color instantly take a defensive stance and you let out a pluse of magic. "well then, i'll be your worst nightmare" you pun.

You let your tendirls lash out at them, grabbing Blueberry in one and squeezing. He coughes and sputters, sockets wide in fear, "my boys are coming~" you hum out, it coming out it a singsongy tune. After you say that Horror and Dust are at your side, "have you seen the others?", you try to be as vague as possible, letting it sink in that they're outnumbered, two to one.

You squeeze the berry in your grip again, allowing a free tendril to wrap around his throat. "i could snap his neck at any second, ink, i wonder who will want to join you after finding out everyone dies under your command", you smile widely. Instead you squeeze the tendril around his neck as he struggles in your grip, your boys fighting Color off to the side.

Ink's sockets narrow at your threat, "you wouldn't" he says, you laugh, "oh, but wouldn't i?" you ask, grinning wider and impaling a fleeing monster behind you. Cross is still struggling in his grip, you feel fear and self-dissapointment radiate from him.

"as much as i'm enjoying the meal of negativity i'm getting from cross, i think it's time for you to stop" you growl, grin dropping into a scowl. You will your tendril to stop squeezing, the small Sans having gone limp, instead it goes to Ink.

Ink yelps as it thrust through his rib cage, and you curl the tip before ripping it out, taking some bone with it. "i wonder what would happen if i tore your arms and legs off, i bet you'd be out of commission for a long while, you stain" you wonder aloud, the edge of your teeth curling up again. Ink hits Cross on the skull, hard, it cracks a bit and he passes out.

You find yourself a bit exasperated, being the only one of your gang that could properly heal. Dream could too, but his magic would be out of his control for some time. "you're giving me more work to do, squid" you complain, dodging the red paint that was sent flying at you. The paint almost hit the skeleton in your hold, man, Ink was the most reckless fighter you'd ever met.

You sent him flying after he hit you with the dumb oversized paintbrush, feeling a bit angered. Neither of you were fighting at full power, one, because you would destroy this universe without even trying and that would be bad, two, because you needed your true power to remain a secret, having tricks up your sleeves would save you when you truely needed it.

He crashed through a tree, making you silently laugh at his pain. You head over to where he landed, intending to hurt him while he was down, your singluar socket going wide at the sight of him drink his red paint. As soon as he looked at you with those red target eyelights, you knew you were in for a challenge.

You threw the Sans that was still in your grip, hearing Color let out a loud screeh and correctly assuming the Blueberry had crashed into Color. Letting your smile rise, you dropped into a more defensive stance, "bring it, soulless midget" you taunt, your grin widening when he let out an enraged shout.

He shot at you with more speed than previously, making you sweat each time you had to dodge. You also shot back, watching him dodge your tendrils with more ease, this just made you attack faster and with each hit that didn't land, you grew more frustrated. "frustrated?", he smirked, you merely growled, scowling at him.

"y'know, if you weren't such a pain in the spine, we probably would've been great friends" he says, his sockets softening for a split moment in what mimicked sadness. You rolled your eyelight, "no, because one, you're too ignorent and stubborn, two, you're soulless so it would have been a one-sided friendship" you state, deadpanning.

"but you make me feel" he says, hope covering his features, "i'm a being of pure emotion, of course i make you feel, that is literally my job. to make people feel negativity and keep my balance in check" you say, laughing at Ink's expression.

He looks like depressed blob fish. "you look like a depressed fish" you say as soon as it hits your thoughts, he looks puzzled before being offended, "no filter!!!" you exclaim, laughing as you dodge.

Then your tendril finally latches onto his left arm and you yank, the arm coming off of his body with a painful sounding crack. He screams and you take the moment to pin him down with a couple tendrils, "retreat!!!!!" you yell out, grabbing the still unconcious Blueberry and Cross.

You throw Ink as far as you can, breaking his brush in half before opening your portal. The boys go through first, Dust looking the worst and in need of medical treatment. Then you step through, hearing the raged screams of Ink and Color behind you before the portal closes.

"horror, take dust and cross to the medical room. homicide and scoundrel, unload whatever supplies you managed to get and order some others to put them away before reporting to the medical room as well" you order, passing Horror Cross' unconsious body. "i will be down in the dungen" you inform before teletporting to your cells and placing the small Sans inside one.

"he-hello? w-who's there?!"