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Chap 25

(Oo! Maybe I'll do specials when I get enough votes or views? That'd be fun.)
*Y/n POV*

It's been two days since the invasion of my art room. I've decided that I would go get cleaning supplies- rather than making Bff/n do it. I have so many art ideas- but without a proper area to create, all my mind's work would go to waste. I walk out the door and inhale, scanning the streets.
My unused bike (I never passed my driver's test- I have crashed too many cars to be accepted or bribed into getting one) and Bff/n's long since stationary car were sitting on the driveway. I pick up my bike, and struggle for a few minutes, trying to remember the code to the lock. Eventually, I scroll through my phone's photos- I usually take pictures of passwords and put them in a certain file so I would be able to find them. 

Eventually, I find it and unlatch my bike. I shove my lock mechanism into my jacket (The outfit Ink made me consisted of a comfy, cyan jacket/hoodie and sweatpant-overalls [does that even exist??? I want some 😭]. The shirt underneath is several paintings of Picaso's and the text 'I can do better than this' on the bottom. Peak 'humor' [My humor is broken] lol).
I start to bike to the nearest convenience store, using my phone as a GPS because I couldn't remember how to get there. Once I manage to find a bike stand, I latch my bike to it and enter the store. It only took a few seconds to find someone in Undertale merch. It only took a few more to tackle me to the ground.

"ARE YOU INK_ANIMATEZ?!" They half yell, and I shake my head and shove them off. That was a lie, and they knew that. My drawn version looked almost identical to me, acted around the same (I had given a warning to my followers I was an overall cold person; just so I wouldn't really offend them in situations like these even if I was bubbly online).
I AM wearing a SIMMILAR outfit. So, they decided to follow me around as I purchased cleaning supplies and paints. I even bought a pair of gloves and handed them one. I don't know why I even did this, but they seemed happy with it.

They didn't harass me as I left. This weird interaction left me kinda iffy- what if that organization/guy from earlier recognizes my channel and hacks into it from there?
I doubted this though, due to the fact this guy didn't seem like the type to do anything TOO illegal, such as using someone else's credit card (I mean he did kidnap me-).

Well, as I was walking out of the store, a group of thugs came by- guns, baseball bats and knives in hand. I felt for my weapon in my pocket, and once cutting my finger with it on accident (I had forgotten to purchase a knife cover- didn't I?), I found comfort in the fact I had protection. I met eyes with one of the thugs... F/1. We didn't say anything, just stared. There was a jagged scar along their right (my left) cheek, and I nodded to them as a greeting.
They started crying, but didn't move. Silent tears fell down their cheeks. 'I'm sorry' they mouth, Knife in hand. 'I'm sorry, take me back'. I grin (well, tried to grin) and whisper, "Ayo we aren't dating." They raise their eyebrows in a joking manner, and F/1 was hit on the back by F/3 (who had gotten a lot taller and their build a lot buffer since you'd last seen them) to snap them back, and F/2 then ordered the two to start robbing the store. I pull out my knife with my left, and my phone in my right, speed dialing Bff/n (Both Ink and you are ambidextrous). "Yo, were you ever a thug for my old bullies?" Bff/n asked, "Who ar-" "F/1, F/2, and F/3." "No? I don't hurt peopl- WAIT WHAT?!" Bff/n was angry, and I'm satisfied with the reaction.

*Your POV*

"Yeah." You drag on, "They just attacked the store I'm in." The overly furious reaction of Bff/n says it all: I'm coming over. I'mma smack the $h*t out of those MF$. F/3 three tried to baseball bat your head- F/1 was gone, probably at the cash register, threatening the nice lady who had checked out your items with the weapon in their hands (not that you cared for her anyways).
You groaned when you looked down at the list on your arm, forgetting the fact that you were currently being attacked. You gained a bruise on the back of your skull, but you remembered that you hadn't looked in the arrow section of the store- you have already bought your items. No use. You pass out.

You are trapped on a bed- chained. "AYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoOOoOO!" You yell, but with the lack of emotion and tone, it feels as if the exclamation doesn't matter. F/1 enters and apologizes for the past. The words fly over your head as F/2 follows close behind. 

They are quick to untie you, before practically strangling you so you don't escape. You don't really care for air. You don't care for life. You are not AFRAID. F/2's body language tells you that they're slightly irritated with this discovery, and they loosen the hold on your neck, probably to get answers. "How can you cross multiverses?" You laugh. They said CROOOSSSSSS!! Then, you feel for the knife in your pocket. Sweet, sweet F/1- THEY PUT THE KNIFE BACK!!!!!!!!!!! 
You don't attack yet, and F/2's grip tightens. "I don't. know. what ur. talkin' abt." You spat, causing them to reel back. You pull the weapon out now, pouncing on them and holding F/2 at knifepoint. "Tell me how to leave, and you'll be unscathed." F/3 enters the room, and after seeing this, they tell you how to leave. You grab F/1's hand. "I'm leaving. Don't follow."

You and your old friend leave the house, and you make a call to the tall GC (mostly because if was the first thing on your phone- especially after being added without you noticing). "Y/n? What's going on? Bff/n is Pissed." You shrug, "Got kidnapped again. Can you trace the phone and pick us up?" "Who is 'us'?"
"My Cross. Found them working for other you. Other you robbed the store I was in- called Bff/n first, but then got kidnapped again. Before you ask, no you can't kill yourself. The balance would be disturbed. Just come get me please. I also need my 'meds'."

Nightmare sighs, "Fine. Be there in 3."

F/1 turns to you- "UNDERVERSE IS REAL???!?" Seems like they've gotten into the fandom while you've been gone. You shrug, "I dunno, Cross." The name kinda slipped out, and they froze. "Wh- Are we alterna-"
"Yeah. You're Cross/Killer, and I'm Ink/Fresh. Just the ways of the world. Wish you hadn't left." "I didn't have a choice." Yeah right.