Sun annoyingly meets the local Creator but he does get compensated appropriately.
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"What is that?"
Sun wasn't asking, he was demanding an answer and everyone better hope he liked it or he would make them regret it. It wasn't looking good so far, his corruption bubbling inside him as he stared up at the thing near him.
"What do you mean? That's Ink-"
" Try again, bird brain."
Sun said darkly, pretty sure he had asked nicely threatened not to meet the Creator of this place.
His glower switched to Nightmare, spotting their hands raised in submission, it not swaying him in the slightest. They were both just as guilty in his eyes, his eyelights flashing orange as he thought of the perfect punishment for them both.
It seems he had been far too lax with them, disappointed in himself for being so merciful, if they were daring to do this to him.
"C'mon Sun. It's been weeks! Surely a small meeting would be o-"
"Dream. I thought I already explained this but let me reiterate. Unless they are dust by my feet, I don't want to see them."
He said with a saccharine sweet tone, preening at the wariness he sensed from the Guardians, blanking the Creator entirely.
Psychological warfare truly was fun.~
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"Dream! Why won't the tiny Dream play with me?!"
"Ink, for the last time I told you not to call them that. They don't like it, as you well know after they tried to dust you. " Dream said tiredly, unsure why he still bothered to explain this to his forgetful friend.
"-and they like Error more than me! I have way more in common with them! We even have the same cool scarf! Clearly we are meant to be friends!"
"They really don't like Error....." He was pretty sure they were actually trying to drive the Destroyer insane, which he normally thought to be impossible for a child to ever accomplish but Sun was making him reevaluate everything he knew about children.
"-not let me cuddle them! I'm great at cuddling. Even Error loves my cuddles. They make the fun buzzing sounds when I do and the error symbols that cover them after, are just great!"
Dream didnt have the time nor patience to touch on that statement but knew by now how suicidal it was to even suggest 'hugging' the feral babybones. It was even more disturbing that they looked like a mini version of him, never remembering being that hostile as a kid.
He was so glad his crush over the Creator was short lived, now terrified to ever consider having children, if they turned out even a ⅓ like Sun.
"Look Ink. Why don't you do something that they like?"
He quickly interrupted, seeing Ink was about to go on another tangent and he was getting tired after dealing with this for over two hours.
He really envied his twin who ran as soon as they spotted Ink, annoyed that Blue had been busy the last few days, now having to deal with his friend all by himself.
It was like dealing with a squirrel on a sugar high 24/7, convinced his immortality was the only thing keeping him going some days.
"..'what they like'?" Ink mumbled in confusion but looked far more considering for once, his eyeshapes flickering as he stared blankly at Dream.
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Dream? Who is that?
Fanfiction'Dream' was not happy. He has no idea where he is or what is going on and now has to deal with the grumpy Negativity Guardian. At least it can't get worse...oh, wait -- Reincarnation as babybones Dream who is not happy at how crazy this new place is
