Sun's completely normal and uneventful day continues on without a hitch!....he has to admit, its a bit boring.
Everyone else would like to politely disagree.
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AntiVoid
"Don't scream at me! I'm just updating you on what i know...of course i didnt create them with Ink! What the hell do you take me for! And actually use your brain for once. How would i be able to have enough freedom to create a child and actually leave this crap hole to do so....you are making me lose my precious IQ. Look, Nightmare. Call your brother and go complain to him"
Error ended the call before he was forced to listen to more whinging, at least he had been kind enough to listen for even this long to help answer the many stupid questions they had. He looked back at the child obliviously stealing his food and then the odd feline pouncing about the place and whacking his hanging blue strings like they were harmless.
Almost tempted to tangle them in it but everytime that thought came up, he was swiftly pinned by the child's stare.
An emotionless look that silently dared them to try, with the feline looking utterly smug the entire time.
This certainly wasn't a normal child and far out of his pay grade to deal with, sighing with deep regret that he even woke up today as his phone kept buzzing with questions for sure filling the group chat.
He liked the odd freedom he felt in his moment, eyeing how much brighter his magic was in his palms with the last few hours feeling more like a fever dream than reality.
*BUZZ*
Although he was close to crumbling his phone and throwing the parts into the Void if his phone kept buzzing. Nearly crunching the screen when he begrudgingly answered the tenth call from Ink, trying to futilely soothe his never ending headache when blubbering filled his skull.
"Look, Ink. I'm sure this is a lot but I cannot follow a single word you are saying...now you are just making incoherent noises. How much paint have you drunk? You haven't overdosed in years-WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVE YOUR SOUL BACK?! Start with that information next time, you utter moron!"
He worked with absolute idiots, absolutely morons who struggled to communicate clearly.
He knew that wasn't true, having strong bonds with everyone who was also forced into this sort of situation. A part of him understood why everyone was alarmed but his own alarm squished some of his logical side.
He blankly stared up into the blue threads littering the ceiling of his home, something he added to give some colour to the plain white with a few of his puppets and a few gifted items scattered around, hidden by his magic. It gave him some pride to hide even something small from their puppet master, proof that the 'plays' they were forced to perform weren't real and he had true connections out there no matter what the Voices screamed...
Hang on, the Voices had been eerily silent since the child appeared.
His gaze drifting back to his beanbag and nearly dropped his phone when he realised he was alone again.
He had looked away for a second!
How was it so hard to keep track of an overpowered mini bomb in the shape of a child?!
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Forced Gods Multiverse
X-Tale
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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
