Strings that hold life

Nine,

"You're blaming Reaper?"
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  Ink growled out, a glare evident on his face as he stared at Blue, who in return just smiled, a glint in his eyes as he did so.
  "Now did I say I was blaming him?" Blue asked, making a curious expression as he looked from ink to dream who seemed to be on edge.
  "Did I blame him dream?" Blue asked a sweet smile on his face as Dream began to sweat bullets.
   "Umm I don't think so-"
  "You were." Ink interrupted dream, which turned everyone's attention back to the protector.
   "You didn't let dream finish." Blue stated, his smile no longer on his face as he looked to ink.
   "You were blaming Reaper for this beings' death." Ink responded,
  "So? Is there a problem with pointing out that it was 'our' scythe wilding friend," Blue said, resisting the urge to make air quotes while he spoke. Ink's scowl seemed to grow, if that was possible, his eye-lights red as he and his blue friend had a staring contest.
"Guys-"
"What is your problem with reaper?!" Ink shouted at blue who's expression looking at the other questioningly, one bone brow lifted in confusion.
"Guys wh-"
"Do I have to keep pointing out my problems with him?" Blue asked, quite literally. Dream sighed his brows furrowed in irritation as outer and frisk stood there awkwardly not sure what to do.
"SHUT UP YOU BRATS!!" Frisk yelled out, anger rising as they wouldn't listen to dream, everyone stopped and looked to the girl who huffed and gestured towards the Guardian Of positivity.
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Cross sat on the couch, leaning comfortably on Dust who didn't seem to mind. He was so lost in thought that when he was shook he let out a shout of surprise, looking at who had done it, noticing horror looking at him with surprise, his heart beating as he thought he was gonna have a heart attack, he let out a sigh of relief before speaking.
"You need something buddy?" He asked, his hand over his chest as he faced horror who was behind the couch, behind him and dust.
"..I thought you might have liked to know killer is back from that lecture," horror said, his voice quiet but ruff, he was speaking as how he would the kittens outside. Cross wasn't sure how to feel due too that but settled with thanking him.
"Thanks for letting me know horror," cross said with a smile, gaining a smile from the other.
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Dust stared at his expression, not sure what to feel, not sure what he feels, it's just strange.. how he let out a shout when spooked, how he has such a cut- such a weird expression on his face when deep in thought, how he sticks his tongue when really focused, how his face heats up when teased, the awe expression he makes when ever watching him fight or looking at boss..
Dust looked at horror who side glanced him before looking back at cross who was chatting about something, Dust wasn't sure what as he had zoned out. He sighed internally looking back at his controller in his hands before looking back up to the tv, the game he had been playing with cross watching, on pause, the menu screen popped up showing his character in high level armor. He pressed a button, the small click vibrating the controller as it goes back to his last pause.
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Nightmare held his head in his hands frustrated, no matter how much he warns killer not to .. be irritating, he is. He's already confused as it is, killer doesn't need to start pointing things out! He sighed, leaning back in his throne, the dark metal cold against his goop like cover. He allowed his eye to scan the room in boredom, he didn't want to be bored but he also wanted to be alone, and he doesn't keep books in his throne room. He would just get up and get one but he didn't feel like it, he didn't wanna get up. So he just sat there, in silence, letting his mind wonder which unconsciously went to the topic of discussion a bit ago, the other dark boned skeleton..