The Last Member?

CHAPTER #6

Error put his chocolate down violently, making a loud thumping noise against the counter, "Th-Th3 St4r Sans3s are her3," He growled while clenching his fists.

"Th3y alw4y$ com3 without invitati0ns..."

"With the way they break and enter... it's a wonder they get invited to anything..." Dust added.

"Okay. plan," Nightmare spoke, punching his fist into his palm.

"I'll go confront Dream. Error, stay in the shadows, try to lead the God of Creation and possibly Blue to the living room. You guys—" Nightmare points to everyone but Error, "—will surround the team once we lead all of them to the living room, help Error with anything you can."

Killer punched his fist into the air, "The Stupid Sanses are getting dunked on!"

"Let's do this," Cross said inspirationally, pulling out his knife swiftly.

"His Royal Guard is showing," Error thought.

Horror was still stuffing his face with the molded cake, slowly getting his ax out, "'Aight, let's go already!" Horror managed between bites.

***

As Nightmare and Error cautiously made their way through the manor they found where they broke in and blocked it up with Errors strings,"Th4t sh0uld do it-1t." Nightmare nodded, "They won't be able to leave quickly now. Good thinking."

They split up and Nightmare started to make his way towards his brother, Dream.

Since Dream had such a... powerful aura he was easy to find. Nightmare found him in the kitchen, looking at the cake. He practically just did a circle around his manor. When Nightmare was at the side of the doorway, Dream immediately noticed them.

"FREEZE!" Dream yelled, pulling his bow out and pointing it at Nightmare shakily, "I don't want to fight you this time, brother," he stated. Nightmare cringed at how unnatural the word 'brother' was. No one talks like that.

"Hey Dream," Nightmare sneered coldly, getting into a fighting stance.

"Just hand over Error and we'll leave!" Dream demanded, blue stings covered one of the exits from the kitchen. The exit behind Nightmare stayed open so there is only one way out.

"Heh, I don't think so," Nightmare replied, shooting bones up from the floorboards behind Dream, making him jump forward.

"I don't want it to be this way," Dream muttered almost apologetically, only earning a scoff from Nightmare in response.

They began to clash, Dream trying to get further away from Nightmare for long quarters combat. Nightmare was pushing him toward the living room little by little.

***

"What do you think you're doing here, Error?" Ink began, "Teaming up with another one of the biggest threats to the Multiverse?"

"Hah! 4nd what 1f I w4s-w@$?!" Error yelled, "Wh4t w0uld y0u-you d0? K1l| m3!?" he half joked, he can't really be killed. Too much HP for something like that.

"Uhh yeah?" Ink said while pulling out his paintbrush and shooting himself toward Error, in which he dodged, making ink destroy the couch he nearly bled a river on a few days prior. Turns out, he was already in the living room.

Error pulled him up in strings swiftly and crashed him through a wall and into the room behind them, which happened to be the library.

"ARGH-" Ink yelled, being swung into a bookshelf, causing the books to fly everywhere.