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Inky was sure he had the perfect trap this time. "Come on Dream it will work I know it will!"
"Ink it is a box held up by a stick with a string tied to it." Dream pinches his nasal bridge wondering what had ever possessed him to marry this idiot. Then he remembered, alcohol lots and lots of alcohol and a misdirected portal that landed them in WeddingTale.
Blue watches as the Bad Sanses steal the box while Ink is trying to convince Dream it will work and Dream is regretting his life choices. "I the magnificent Blue will make tacos for bait."
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Inks of Tober
FanfictionA series of Drabbles, one-shots and silly things for Inktober. With chapters also written by other writers, aka Discord friends <3
