DeityVerse

Introductions and Room Tours! -Chapter 2

The gang looked at each other and nodded. Ccino sighed. "Well, I guess I should acquaint you with this place." Ccino walked away and everyone followed.

Ccino walked into a large living room enough to suit around 8 people. There was a long outstretched black couch with a glass coffee table in front of it. To the side of it were two spinning desktop chairs with a table in the middle. The table also had wheels and everyone assumed the habitants used them a lot as they were quite worn. On the wall across from the couch was a hanging flatscreen tv that looked very expensive. Ccino sat them all down on the couch and pulled one of the chairs with wheels on the other side of the coffee table.

"So you are Ccino, correct?" Said Nightmare, taking the lead in asking questions. It was all quite strange, of course they had questions. Ccino had never showed up at their house or exchanged any meaningful words with any of them. Then, out of nowhere, he starts worrying and calling them by names that were not their own.

"Yes and no. I may look like who you are referring to and have the same birth-given name as him but I do not use the name Ccino." Nightmare gave a puzzled look paired with everyone else.

"what do you mean by 'yes and no?" Horror asked, breaking the silence with his gruff voice. Everything he said usually came out grumbled from his strained throat.

"Well," Ccino sighed, "Actually. I worded that wrong." Ccino laughed a little to try and brush off how he slipped up. Everyone eased just a little, the skeleton's aura seeming to calm them. So many unanswered questions hung in their throats as they pondered themselves. Ccino looked around at the gang and put his hands to his face.

"Sorry, I'm just kind of stressed out right now." They heard Ccino say that and looked up with almost a hint of sympathy in most of their gazes.

"My name is technically Ccino, but I haven't used that name for quite some time. Most people call me Trance. I apologize if I made you all confused." Trance said putting his hand behind his skull looking sorrowful. Nightmare leaned into the back of the couch with his sights set on the strange skeleton in front of his gang. Judgement and skepticism radiated from him and you didn't need to be an empath to tell.

"What are all of your names? If you don't mind me asking. You might be here for a while; the storm doesn't seem like it's gonna stop anytime soon and I don't want to be rude." Trance asked kindly with a smile. His presence was calming and the gang felt almost obligated to tell Trance their names.

"My names Killer! But you can call me-" Killer said, about to throw out a cheesy pick-up line like he usually does before Dust cut him off.

"AKA Stabby McStabberson. And, my name's Dust, by the way." Dust said mockingly to Killer before looking at Trance.

"And that's Error." Killer said as he pointed to the glitched skeleton. Error had been looking off into space, seemingly daydreaming. His attention snapped back to the situation when he heard his name and Killer and Dust snickered. Error rolled his eyes and looked off again.

"My names Horror." He said in his gravelly voice. He usually didn't talk much unless spoken to. Nightmare had once told him he didn't like small talk and liked when people were to the point; the other took that to heart.

"Why did you call me that." Nightmare said making eye contact with the person he had barely been acquainted with. His voice was laced with harshness, it was the worst the gang had heard their boss in years.

"O-Oh. I have a friend who... looks a lot like you." Trance tried to explain before being interrupted. Nightmare glared at the lookalike.

"I don't know if you noticed but no one looks like me. Unless your 'friend' happens to be from another multiverse I find your claim unlikely." Nightmare spat as Trance sat, shocked. Trance's jaw dropped as he was stunned silent, frozen and exasperated.