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35 - Alone

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This chapter was co-written by my brother, who is now bugging me to watch Home Alone.

He also wanted to roast Ink.

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Error. 

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Being home alone was boring. Dad and the others had just left on a negativity run, but I wasn't allowed to go on those unless the multiverse said I could..it didn't this time. So I was sitting alone in the lower house, doing..nothing. I didn't feel like reading a book, I was bored of Solitaire from the second I first heard of it, I had finished all of my homework, and I wasn't allowed to watch television for another week...ugh. At the moment, I was just lying on the couch with Matrix, doing nothing in particular aside from cuddling. Dad and the others had left ten minutes ago, and the emotions balance was apparently more off than usual today, which essentially meant that they would be gone for at least five hours..I hoped not more than ten. As for the destruction and creation balance, I had taken care of that yesterday, and Ink hadn't created anything since then, which was odd, but I didn't mind the time off. I had gotten used to the silence of the house about three minutes ago, now only listening to Matrix's purring; the others called it "humming," but I preferred the term "purring." Yep. It was just me and Matrix..alone..there weren't any ghosts or anything-

"I told you I wasn't crazy!" That sounded like..

"I still don't condone your spying." Uncle Dream?

"But we now know the location of their secret base!" Ink.

"Let's just get in and out before anyone knows we're here.." The voices were coming from the staircase..

"Have I ever let you down, Dream?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

"..No."

Well, that was that. I shouldn't have mentally complained about being bored. But..this could work in my favor...oh, yes! I was glad that I had seen something somewhat like this in a movie once; my plan of action was immediately determined. I stood from the couch and ran toward my bedrooom, intent on finding something to aid me in my plot. As for Matrix, he would keep the intruders busy while I prepared.

This was going to be good.

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Ink. Because you don't get spoilers.

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On one of my routine spying missions about a month ago, I had seen something rather strange happen in Nightmare's bedroom; he and his (demon) children had disappeared. After pondering the subject for an extended period of time, I concluded that there was a secret entrance in that room, which no doubt led to their secret villain lair. Instead of rushing in without a plan (which was, admittedly, my first instinct), I decided to wait until Nightmare and his child labourers were out on a mission, and I was also going to bring Dream along, since he would be good for smuggling out any secret plots they had stored away in their lair. As of right now, we were going down a rather long and dark staircase, lit only by torches; that practically screamed evil! Ha! And Dream said that I was crazy! When we reached the end of the staircase, we found ourselves standing at the entrance to a very large..living room?

"I don't get it.." I looked around, finding nothing that seemed even remotely evil..except perhaps the carpet that clashed with the wallpaper. That was horrendous! "Aside from bad taste, I don't see anything..bad.."