Hi, hello, what's up, good to see you, how's the wife?
...I have returned, this time armed with a will to live and a better understanding of how my brain works.
Could I go into a more in-depth discussion about the exact reason(s) for my absence in my book of random shit with the picture of Alberto on it? Probably, but I don't feel like it. For now, the most in-depth look at my life for the past year and a half will be a list of shit that happened to me in the main book. Oh, and I'd like to just say this in advance: all of Ink and Error's "arguing" in this chapter is all just banter. It's how they show their affection, and they know what they can and cannot say to make sure it stays light-hearted. Also, I'm changing their relationship to more of a queerplatonic relationship than a romantic one, because I somehow did not know that Ink is canonically aroace.
(also I changed my username to match my ao3 account I used to be @Selyak_)
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Geno: Like they say, "If you can't beat them, curl up in a ball and protect your organs."
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Murderer: Any last words?
Dream: Do you think I'm cute? Be honest.
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Nightmare: I'll be famous one day, but for now I'm stuck in this house with a bunch of morons.
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Fresh: I know you love them.
Geno: I am not in love with Reaper!
Fresh, staring at Geno: I never said who...
Geno: *realizes*
Geno: Shit. Well, anyways-
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Error: THEY COME SEASONALLY!
Error: THEY COME EVERY YEAR!
Horror: What- Ink, is he drunk again-
Error: IT DOESN'T MATTER WHERE I GO!
Error: WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
Dust: What does WHAT mean?
Ink, who is the only one who knows what Error is talking about: I mean, when you found one in the bathroom-
Horror: WHAT THE FUCK DID ERROR FIND IN THE BATHROOM?
Error: I'M TELLING YOU LIKE- LIKE IN THE SWIMMING POOL-
Error: IN L.A.
Error: EVERYWHERE I GO, THE DUCKS COME TO ME!
Horror and Dust: Oh, for fuCKS SAKE ERROR-
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Horror: Lust has no idea I'm high.
Lust: You're high?
Horror: Oh, I'm sorry.
Horror, leaning over to Dust: Lust has no idea I'm high.
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Horror: I fell—
Lust: From heaven?
Horror: No, I literally fell—
Lust: In love with me the moment you saw me?
Horror: MY ARM IS BROKEN!
Lust: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.
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Dream: I have a problem.
Ink: Kill it.
Dream: Can you chill for like, two seconds?
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Dream: Hey, I see those leaves, where are you from?
Cross: Illinois.
Dream: AAYYYE, I KNEW IT! ME TOO!
Horror: Did you just identify a state by looking at its leaves.
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Reaper: Why would you do that?
Cross: Because I feel guilty.
Ink: Guilt is a trick emotion. It's put there by your parents to stop you from doing things that feel good.
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Killer: You are an absolute fucking dork.
Nightmare, singing: Yeah, but I'm your dork!
Killer: *sighs* Yeah, you're my dork
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FanfictionFor those of you that read my Killermare book and wanted it to have an incorrect quotes book (I am one of you). I'll probably update this a lot more often. You don't necessarily have to read the main book to understand these, but it might help you t...
