I'm From Another Dimension

Double Trouble

"Wah... Where am I...." mumbled Sans as she slowly woke up. Still a bit dizzy, the room seemed to be spinning. When she could finally make out what was happening, she snapped back to reality. They were in a dark room with a single light, as if it was built for interrogation. She saw all her friends staring at her, tied to chairs and looking quite annoyed. Then, she noticed that there were silhouettes of people in the dark.

"So, you're finally awake." Said a fake-deep voice in the dark.

"Eh?" Asked Sans in confusion.

"Wow, she's just as clueless as you, maybe she isn't an imposter after all." Said a familiar voice.

"That was just mean." Replied the other voice, though it wasn't disguised anymore and sounded oddly familiar as well.

"Quit bickering you two." Spat yet another low, familiar voice.

"And for Christ's sake turn on the lights in here!" Replied a higher voice.

"Noooo...." pleaded another voice, but it was to late.

The voice opened a window and, well, shed some light on the situation.

"This is..." gasped Sans.

"Our living room, yes, we know, they took us while we were awake." Interrupted Erza. Sans finally got a good look at their kidnappers.

"Man, she looks just like me!" Exclaimed....Sans? She leaned in and poked and prodded the other Sans' face.

"I don't know where you buy your cosplay supplies, but you have to tell me, your eyes look actually red and blue, and I could never tell that your teeth were fake, but you have the outfit all wrong-" Marveled other Sans just as she was inspecting her teeth, real Sans bit down hard on her finger, causing other Sans to jump back and yell in surprise.

"Sans, who in Majikku would cosplay as us!?" Shouted another Isa.

"She has a point." Replied fake Mimu, filing his nails in the corner. All the "fakes" looked identical to the real people, except for the outfit. They were all dressed as gangsters. Gangster Sans leaned towards real Sans at a safe distance, dressed in pinstripe pants, penny loafers, a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, suspenders, white gloves, and a fedora. She carried an odd looking gun, with a glass orb of fire in the center of it all being held in place by a metal, red dragon's head. The dragons pupil had a small,
red gem in it.

"What do you mean cosplay, this is really what we look like!" Shouted Tamashi.

"Wait, you can talk? I thought you were mute!" Shouted Tsuki in confusion.

"Not the time!" Replied Tamashi.

"Also, who's that?" Asked fake Erza, who was just wondering why he looked like her.

"You mean you haven't met him yet?" Asked real Erza in reply. Suddenly the whole room burst out into questioning each other loudly.

"QUIET!" Yelled Brooke from the back. They glared at all the alternate versions of their comrades. "Now lets answer each question one at a time, who has the answer to question one, proof that we're not wearing cosplay." Spoke Brooke. Fake Tamashi walked over to the real one and gave a good, hard tug at his horns.

"YOUCH!" He shrieked,

"Well, either these guys are using really good super glue, or these are all real, I'm going with option two." Replied fake Tamashi.

"Now, the answer to the second question, I'm Tsuki, king of the halfling kingdom, and you probably haven't met me yet because our dimensions are on different tracks of time." Spoke Tsuki.