The Enemies Maid (Ink x The Bad Guys)

First Day

  This chapter is literally just Ink going about his first day being forced to be the Bad guys maid. It's not very juicy or entertaining, so you don't need to read it. The next chapter should be better.

  Also, just to add a little point, whenever Ink calls any of the Bad Guys 'master' he says it through his teeth, very uncomfortably. I just wanted to add that here so I didn't need to add that fact whenever Ink calls anyone master.

  Anyways, please enjoy this chapter.

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  Ink woke up at six am as he usually does. It was an unfortunate side effect of living with Dream and Swap. I mean for the star Sanses six was considered sleeping in. He threw the sheets off him and walked over to his closet, planning on just putting his-admittedly dirty-clothes back on. Though the second he laid his eyes on the maid outfit he saw the night before he remembered that Nightmare wanted him to wear it. His tired and bored face was quickly replaced by a sour look directed towards the dress.

  Ink sighed and pulled the dress over his arm as a butler would hold a towel. He threw it onto the toilet in the bathroom and turned the water on in the shower. Ink threw his clothes into a pile in the corner of the room and jumped into the shower. He cleaned himself then dried himself off once he was done.

  He put the dress on, struggling to find the holes for his head and arms for a few minutes. Once he was fully in the dress he spent another few minutes trying to figure out how to make the stupid dress sit in a way that would make him comfortable. He even had to summon his ecto-body in order to make it fit on him and not just hang uncomfortably like he was covering himself with some rags.

  He mentally griped about how uncomfortable the outfit was, but decided to try his best to just ignore it. He would rather get himself some food to attempt to distract from how much he hated this. He left his room and walked down the hallway back to the over the top living room. He was met by Nightmare sitting on one of the individual couches, reading a book and drinking a coffee. Nightmare acknowledged Ink with a small glance, but immediately returned to his book.

  “Good morning Ink.” He said as he continued to read.

  “Oh- uh, good morning. I-is anyone else awake?” Ink asked, blushing in embarrassment at the idea of anyone else seeing him in a dress, especially this one.

  “No, they never wake up this early.”

  “Uh, ok then.”

  Ink walked around, finding his way into the kitchen. He couldn’t really find anything he liked, so he ended up just making himself a bowl of cereal. He took the bowl back into the living room, sitting down on the couch next to Nightmare. They sat in silence, neither really bothering to start up a conversation. Nightmare finished his coffee and put the mug on the table, gaining Ink’s attention.

  “Come to my office after you make food.” Nightmare said, standing up and closing the book over his hand.

  “Umm, sure? Where issss your office?” Ink asked hesitantly.

  “Ask one of them. It is not my job to direct you around my mansion.” He said, leaving and ignoring all of Inks protests and questions.

  Ink rolled his eyes and returned to his cereal bowl. He took the last bite and stood up. He grabbed Nightmares empty mug and put it in the dirty bowl, walking to the kitchen and putting the dishes in the sink. He thought for a second and decided to just make the food to get over and done with. He threw together whatever he could find, using a lot of the sup-par cooking skills Dream and Swap taught him to create something that was at the very least edible.