RECURRING DREAMS (I.I Fanfic)

>Give Me Answers<

Fan woke up, his head ringing like hell, his eyes strained and droopy. He couldn't remember anything, all he could remember was Paintbrush... wait.. Paintbrush?
He groaned, going to rub his head, but for some reason some force wasn't letting him. Oh gosh... he's starting to realise where he is... this is where he dies isn't it?

He looked around, some sort of field? No, he was just here- he's starting to remember now.
Maybe this was a dream? Some sort of prank? He had been having some strange dreams recently.. all ending with the same element, Fire.
"Ouch-..." He heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Paintbrush?" Fan reached out, if it was them, the voice came from behind.
He then realised his limps were tied up... yep, this is where they both die, but- why where they here?

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Wind blowing around the two on the floor, she smirked and gripped a tank.
The tank was red, and the liquid gave of a stinging sharp stench, you could probably smell it from a mile away.
As object in the hotel started a riot, one red backing away and onto a wall, one orange trying to end the fight, and one tall shouting curses at them all.
It was all chaos, however the two on the grass laid close to each other, one in rage and one in pain.
The sharp liquid spreading around the two, until flames could be raged.

-
Right- it was all coming back to him, her evil grin, those stained eyes, she was the one who started it all, that damn Taco.
"Fan- where the heck have you got us into?" Paintbrush said bitterly and full of spite, it stung Fans ears to hear.
"Uh- a field?" Fan joked, he could tell what kind of response Paintbrush was going to give in response to it.

"FAN! Does it look like I'm laughing!? This is no laughing matter you idiot! I'm going to die and it's all your fault!" Paintbrush raged, their bristles looming aggressively.
"I'm sorry okay! I just didn't want to get blamed and-."
"Get blamed!? You'd get blamed anyway! You're getting damn blamed now for everything! This! THIS I TELL YOU! I wish you left and not Marshmallow! I HATE YOU!"
Those last words echoed through the woods, Fan could begin to feel his eyes begin to sting, he'd never acted like this before and heavy silence filled between the two shook their spines.

"Listen I'm-..."
"Well, we'll, we'll!" She begun to talk, walking around them in circles. Her green leaves sending the sharp vegetation smell through their noses.
Fan cringed as a result.
"I always wanted to see what kind of result I would get if I killed the two people who hate each other together!" Taco smiled, sorting out her black bow-tie.

"You know nothing about me!" Fan spat at her feet, she sharply turned her face and frowned.
"Oh for which I do." She pouted, standing in front of him, "For example; I know you spend most of your life behind a screen because your to afraid of what Actual people will think about you.
I know you cry yourself to sleep every night just because you know you will never be good enough.
And best of all..."
She crouched and grabbed Fan's forehead, before smiling and pushing it back harshly.
"I know that-.."

-
The door of purgatory mansion echoed the halls, Marshmallow was used to the unsettling feeling whenever she entered here, and it made her uneasy to notice how she had gotten use to it.
She came here for one person, one person she knew who'd have answers, they knew everything... well that's what she thought.

The door closed behind her due to the wind, the sunsets pink florescent light flowing through the boards covering the broken windows.
It was always colder in there, and it was dusty and musty, it caused her to sneeze from time to time.
She sat down near the bar table, tapping her nails on the wood.

"Bow?" She called out, her raspy voice vibrating within the old walls.
Marshmallow begun to grow fed up, Bow wasn't someone to not respond, she was always clingy and would come straight away when life entered the mansion.
"Bow?-." She said again, before hearing the smash of chairs down the hall, then thumping was heard as Dough's ghost self face planted down the stairs.
"Stay out of my room!" Bow roared while following after him, who was now on the ground.