47: So How Many Milligrams Of You Are Still Left In There?

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(cw for the chapter: erm honestly compared to some others its kinda chill.

losing control of your body, cant speak, talk of killing pets, talk of killing humans, talk of cannibalism, literally THE VOICES™ but up front and actually talking to people, mention of worms)

"oh gosh, how nice it is to stretch my legs again."

"Leef you literally killed a puppy what the fuck????" Ink screams at you.

but its not really you is it? everything feels fuzzy.

why cant you move?

whats happening?? you don't understand

"yeah yeah whatever you say Ink splotch. oh and Dream? chill the fuck out with the whole 'oh! positive aura can fix anything!' its really getting dull."

you can feel your mouth moving with the words. you thought the worm guy said nothing would happen if you didnt release the worms. why is Fluke doing this??? it is Fluke right? the wormy sans?

what the fuck is going on????

"now. im going to leave. and nothing bad is going to happen to any of these humans! I promise"

oh good god, Fluke is planing a straight up scheme. you cant even do anything about this. youre going to be the one to blame for this.

you can feel Ink's paint wrapping around your body. that isnt yours

your body (its not your body. you stole it) is struggling against the chains. youre not struggling though, it feels like youre floating in oblivion. its finally peaceful. no voices, no worms, just you.

if this is how it will feel when you release the worms on the humans here then maybe you should. you are finally getting a break.

"-ow am i supposed to know??? i dont talk with this guy." Bark says loudly. at least he didnt call you Sans? but technically Fluke is Sans. at least Bark didnt pick up on it.

"well youre his brother!! has he ever done this before?" Dream says, while Fluke continues to struggle against the paint chains, yapping about worms and shit

"oh youre going to regret this!! i finally got control and you are trying to rip my freedom from me again. Just know you'll be facing the wrath of Menin!"

the others just brush Fluke off.

"is this against this world's laws?? will we have to go the the authorities or something??" Blue says frantically shushing the little boy while he sobs into the skeleton's clothes.

"oh crap it probably is... hey kiddo....." Dream turns his attention to the little boy who is probably terrified right now.

"hey bud.... can you do me a big favor and tell no one what happened?"

even from wherever your conscious is, you still feel the positive aura, not that strongly, but you still feel it. it actually feels nice for once. you could float here forever. its so calming. you dont want to get back to that shit show.

"Fuck fuck fuck Dream why isnt he calming down??" Ink is holding tight onto his paintbrush

"maybe because he just saw a monster murder his dog????!??! He wont just start smiling after that?!??!?" Bark is loudly shouting at the group.

"no no no its fine, we just gotta get out of here." Ink says quickly

"we can just teleport out and hope that the law enforcement here doesn't have magic trackers??" Blue offers

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