Cross sat at his table waiting for his order of 20 chicken nuggets and a chocolate milkshake. He picked up his phone and texted dream.
Cross: Hey Dream
Dream: OH, hi cross.
Cross: I had the craziest dream last night
Dream: oh, what was it about?
Cross: you became a freaking octopus like nightmare and um you kinda killed swap.
Dream: oh, my reaper that's insane!
Cross: yeah...
Cross: well anyway I gtg my food just arrived.
Dream: okay talk to you later!
Cross thanked the employee for his food and began to eat.
"Damm, you eat chicken nuggets fast" C.C said. Cross looked at C.C blankly. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding" Cross continued to eat his chicken nuggets and drink his chocy milk.
"Ugg, will you hurry your ass up. I'm bored" C.C complained. Cross looked as his ghostly companion with a look saying, 'shut the fuck up' then he spoke "I legit just finished will you calm down?!" C.C scoffed angerly. Cross picked up his rubbish and put it into the nearby bin and walked out. "I should properly get home" Cross thought, it was starting to get dark out in the autumn evening. Cross began to walk with C.C trailing close behind it got dark and cold surprisingly quick. Cross decided to take a 'shortcut' through a dark and sketchy ally way. C.C tried to convince him to stay on the main path especially at this time of night, but unfortunately Cross didn't listen and still ventured down the backstreet. A rotting aroma lingered about in the ginnel mice scampered and scatled under anything they could hide under. Cross began to doubt himself when he felt something or someone grab him by the hair and yank him backwards. "Kinky." Cross joked believing it was one of the mad time trio but when he felt a damp cloth get out over his mouth and nostrils he knew he was in trouble. The MTT never would go that far when 'kidnapping' him. Who was that person?
Cross woke up with a groun. What the hell had happened the night before? "Ahh, Crossy your awake..." a calm and some what hot voice said. It took Cross a moment to take in the recently passing events. "Wait... Did you just call me Crossy...?" Cross asked.
"Well why wouldn't I Crossy, I came up with it didnt I?" The voice replied with a sinister chuckle. Cross sat there goob smacked no why in living hell that was Dream or maybe it was? Cross hadnt seen him in a while so who knows maybe his voice did get hotter? "Dream?...," Cross quivered
"Oh silly you, did you forget what happened 2 nights ago and what i told you?" 'Dream' amused
"W-What...?" Cross stuttered Cross was sure it was a dream. How could this be real...? Shattered chuckled stepping out into the dim light. "See... I'm no DREAM."
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