Sun learns far more then he wanted to and feels he is truly cursed.
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SplitVerse
X-Tale
"Cmon, little chaos. It's time to come down now"
"No!"
"I said i was sorry. I didnt do it on purpose"
"Liar!"
"Thats very hurtful, little chaos. How could you think such a thing about me?"
"You are a supreme stalker. I bet you plan a millions steps ahead. Like FUNK you do anything by accident!"
"...has anyone told you, you're adorably precocious?"
"Die in a ditch you piece of SHITAKE! UNRAD stalker who should put a SUPER UNRAD in a-"
Corrupted watched with a deadpan expression as Cross tried to coax Sun out of the tree after they had run up it in silent protest. That this was all over a cat plushy should have been hilarious but felt far too stressed to see any amusement in this. He wasn't sure what the odd language the child was using but he could easily understand the context behind it, taking another step back from the 'argument' so he wasn't caught up in the crossfire again.
*SCREECH*
"Now now, there is no need for that. Im not even touching your cat plushy this time"
He cringed at the unholy sound Sun let out when Cross seemed to have grown bored and went up the tree to grab them himself, the sound of tiny teeth viciously latching onto bone making his SOUL quiver in fear and truly wondering how the babybones hadn't broken any of Cross's bones just yet.
Sun growled ferally as he tried his best to get free from the things hold, his magic rather helpfully adding claws to his fingers but to his massive annoyance it felt like their bones were made of steel, unable to make a dent. It only furthered his annoyance and made him more determined to do so, refusing to let this supreme stalker win against him.
"Will you let me help you now, little chaos?"
He gave a grumpy hiss in response, shuddering when they tapped his skull that made the built up magic leave his body again, a depressing reminder how much power 'Cross' was hiding behind their fake monster routine.
He grumbled and very reluctantly stopped biting them, burying his face in his cat plushy and twitching when they held him closer. He really hated his options right now, knowing he couldn't continue like this with how his magic was barely in his control but the mere thought of admitting to needing help from a stalker of all things filled him with deep revulsion.
He was seriously considering just spending the rest of his time alive running between multiverses and expending magic for the rest of his life, sure he could get used to this sort of life. He had easily it had taken so much work and he was so very tired gotten used to so many other changes in his life, so what was one more?
He once again cursed 404 to hell and back, his revenge nowhere near done for their actions, not to mention what he was planning to do to the other annoying idiots in his life once he had control of his magic again.
"You know you need help. Did you even fully explore what your Fresh Coding can give you? Alos, the many apples you ate aren't just there to look pretty in your SOUL, little chaos"
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Dream? Who is that?
फैनफिक्शन'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
