Sun is unimpressed (as usual) and is happy to find a new target to direct it to. Palette is having a wonderful time with this tiny Dream so funny to be around
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"I never told you about this other child i had been thinking of bringing to my school. It was a funny Cross type that had some odd snake like qualities. I was planning to grab them soon but then they got injured and were near a Judge at that. They always make things so much more complicated, so I left it be for now. I also heard there is a Gaster babybones running about with rabbit ears but that was due to some weird curse and i didnt want that bad luck in my place, so i was watching from afar-"
Sun's eye was twitching like crazy, wanting to smack the freak supposedly called Palette Roller which was a stupid name to shut the FUNK up but was irritatingly still struggling to walk in this disgustingly squishy body. He didn't care about the creepy 'school' so disturbing how delusional they were where they had apparently had an even longer list of candidates to join.
God, why couldnt they have been a serial killer?!
Why did he always get the short end of the stick and ended up with psychos instead, whose common sense seemed to have taken a permanent vacation as soon as they were born.
"-and you know the best thing, Dream? Now i realise i dont actually miss that school and now can see everything for myself! We can do so much together!"
"I'm not called 'Dream' you stupid waste of ink!"
His growls were ignored, giving a death glare that would rival a Deity himself when he was picked up and held in front of them like he was a simple pet. The worst part was that the deranged person was still talking, it near impossible to ignore their words and sadly processed them all whether he wanted to or not.
He hadn't realised there were so many children out there stuck in stupid small bodies like him but here he was, getting that great surprise. The idea of a mini Cross did make him shiver, supreme stalker coming to mind instantly and having a suspicion he might have a slight negative reaction to the next Cross he would meet.
Of course he had already blocked out how he drop kicked the Cross that tried to thank him for saving their kid, how he tried to scratch their face off and how Palette had to pick him up and move far away.
Oh well, that is future him problems and right now he was forcing on trying to get his body to do what he wanted. It had hardly taken him long to learn to walk before, so why was it so much of a struggle now?!
"You are a human as well, right now. You are dealing with many issues at once. That you can use vocal cords so easily is great! You do have an adorable little lisp though and such a great cuddle size"
"WHAT THE FUNK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!"
Sun decided dusting them was too nice of a response, planning to make them wish for hell the likes not even stalker had experienced. He screeched in frustration when he tried to punch them and instead the limb uselessly waved about like he was at some disco party.
How do infants do this? Was this is why children cried so much?!
This was mortifying!
"I know! Let's go explore some more. There are some funny donuts here that are covered in cinnamon which I think you will like. Some stalls even add chili to them which will suit your spicy attitude"
"I'll show you 'spicy' you piece of-"
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Dream took his time walking down the market place, despite the busy street people parted when he came near with looks of reverence and thanks thrown at him. He took it all with a small smile and head held high, not showing an ounce of weakness as he never wanted his citizens to fear his leadership.
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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
