Summer heat stories

Bonus Page 2

Error, Dust and Killer arrived back at the beach. Others sat by the campfire chatting and listening to music. Cross and Dream talked to each other in close atmosphere. Ink and Blueberry danced to the beat of the music. Horror ate the leftovers of meat from the skewer. They turned to look at the trio approaching them, two of whom laughed endlessly and one sulked sullenly. Error asked everyone not to ask anything about him or those laughing hyenas. He sat down and took the can of beer he had left on the beach when he left elsewhere and began to drink it non-stop. Others looked at each other in confusion. They tried embarrassingly to behave as if nothing had happened. Horror went to Killer and Dust to ask if they were okay. Dust tried to mumble some words out of his mouth, to which Killer replied with a laugh. Horror could do nothing but let the duo calm down in peace.

It was time for the last song. Cloying love music began to play from the speaker. Cross looked at Dream tenderly and grabbed his waist. Dream responded by thouching his partner by the neck and they started dancing calmly to the beat of the music. Ink approached Error cautiously and asked him to go dance with him. However, Error told Ink to keep his fingertips away from him. Blueberry didn't know who he would have asked to dance. Dust and Killer were away with the fairies and he was afraid Horror would eat him if he went too close to him. He decided to stay and guard the extinguishing fire. Horror sighed, looking at Dust laughing on the ground, who clearly wasn't a proper dancing partner. But on the other hand, Horror himself wasn't very dancing type, so he stayed willingly watching the only dancing couple of the evening. The music ran out and Cross and Dream stayed to look at each other in love. Little by little, they held their skulls closer to kiss. Before their mouths hit each other, Error came to interrupt them and told the lovebirds to come along. Error angrily pulled Cross away from Dream.

Error: "What is wrong with you? Do you realize if Nightmare gets to know about your mess, he'll make all of us a pancake flour and forces Dream to eat it."

Cross: "It doesn't matter anymore, he will make me into pancake anyway."

Killer: "With a whipped Cream."

Dust: "Wow, I didn't even know that Nightmare is about a skilled chef."

Error: "That's it! Listen everyone! The social evening is now over for everyshit. From this moment on, we are enemies again."

Error opened the portal and told all members of the Nightmare gang to go in from it. Cross asked what to do to Dust and Killer, who lay on the ground laughing at each other's stupid stuff, but Error could no longer care. He thought they could have been left on the beach, but Cross and Horror decided to go pick them up. Cross lifted Killer to his shoulder and Horror lifted Dust into his arms and together they went in from the portal that took to Nightmare's castle. Before going into the portal Error glanced at the Star Sanses, who still remained on the beach. He showed his middle finger and threatened Ink to destroy him the next time they see each other again. Ink remained silent to watch as Error entered the portal and disappeared into its depths. He could not comprehend why his enemy had to be so difficult in nature. Sometimes they fought each other mercilessly and sometimes there was a deep ardor between them. Would they ever become a harmonious couple in this multiverse? Dream came to interrupt Ink's thoughts by asking him to go home with them. Ink left with his friends and decided to forget Error at least for a while.

At Nightmare's Palace, Cross and Horror had taken Dust and Killer to their own rooms to sleep. They themselves crept into their own rooms as quietly as possible so that Nightmare would not wake up and start questioning them. Horror took his shoes off his feet, threw his jacket on the ground and crawled on the bed. He was really tired and he wanted to have a good night's sleep as he would have to wake up again early in the morning to make breakfast for everyone. After getting a good lying position and closing his eye socket, he heard laughter echoing in the hallway. However, Horror had not enough strength caring to see where the sound came from. He thought that this time Killer and Dust would get to take responsibility for themselves and their actions. He no longer wanted to get involved and get criticised from Nightmare. He tried to fall asleep again until suddenly there was a loud thud. Horror got up from the bed and hurried to see what really happened. An inconsolable sight awaited him in the hallway. A big hole had appeared in the castle wall. Dust sat on top of his blaster, while Killer had fallen off his own. They seemed to have fun, even though they seemed to be hurt at the same time. Horror was asking them what had happened, but then from further afield began the sound of Nightmare. All three had to hurry to disappear from the scene. Horror returned to his room and wished Nightmare hadn't seen him. He just had time to climb into his own bed until he heard someone at the door of his room. Horror pretended to be asleep when he heard the door open. He could sense how the comer was staring and evaluating him. Eventually the comer quietly left the room and Horror sighed in relief.

In the morning, Horror got up from his bed yawning and set off to make breakfast. It was still a little dim, but he knew Cross was very punctual about breakfast time. As he walked into the kitchen, he heard frustrated voices coming from nearby. He wondered who could have woken up before him. He went to see who was there and saw Killer and Dust carrying stones and plastering them against the broken wall. Their work was overseen by Nightmare, who, after noticing Horror, came to him and told him to keep an eye on the duo. None of them would get breakfast until the wall was rebuilt. Horror wondered why he was punished for a matter for which he was not responsible, but Nightmare said they were all responsible for each other. Horror sighed and went to his friends and sat down on the rock. He asked the duo what they were really doing last night.

Killer: "We had a speed race with blasters. The finish was just a little unnecessarily fierce."

Dust: "Thanks for your silly idea we will have to drudge all day."

Killer: "Nothing would have ever happened if you hadn't dragged me to the damn field back there. So everything is your fault!"

Dust: "It's already a miracle that at all you dared to go along without Nightmare's permission."

Killer: "What do you mean by that?"

Dust: "That you're just a submissive Nightmare's bitch."

Killer became so irritated that he took a mortar and pulled Dust's hood back and dropped the mortar from his neckline. Dust snapped completely for it and attacked Killer.

Dust: "I will murder you!"

Killer: "I will kill you!"

Horror watched calmly beside them as Killer and Dust began to bash up each other and throw mortar on each other. He was so fed up of their constant tusslings, so he let them vent their feelings in peace. At the same time, a message came to his phone.

Horror: "Um, guys? We are going to have a long day. Farm Sans wants you to make up for all the destruction that happened on his farm. So save your strength."

After hearing this, Killer and Dust wailed their frustration and began to blame each other again, leading to a fight again. Horror browsed his phone and turned on the music with full volume. He was irritated when he didn't have a headset, so he dropped the phone into the crack in his skull. After that, he closed his eyes, dreamed of good food and enjoyed the music without disturbing background noise. Maybe this day will be quite tolerable after all.

End this time.