(AHAH! I have one ship done!
Readers: Out of how many ship-
Shut the fuck up
Readers: Okay- geez...)
"GOD FUCKING DAMNIT ERROR!" Cross yelled, chasing a smiling skeleton around the room, trying to get his chocolate back.
After that 'romantic thing,' Error has been happier, and that's not good. When Error is happy, trouble is always waiting around the corner.
So right now Error was running away from Cross while everyone else laughed their asses off at the look on Cross' face.
"NO CURSING AROUND THE CINNAMON BUN!" Dust yelled, covering Horror's ears and laughing. Error just teleported behind Dust and yelled, "SHUT TH3 FUCK UP Y0U B1TCH! D1S H3R3 B1TCH C@N G0DD@MN CURS3 @S MUCH @S 1 FUCK1NG W@NT!" Dust lunged at Error, but he just teleported away and smiled.
"GIVE ME MY CHOCOLATE BACK!" Cross screamed, jumping on Error and tearing the chocolate out of the glitchy skeletons grip.
Error screeched and pushed Cross off, who was laughing his ass off.
Pretty much everyone was dying of laughter right now.
Even Nightmare.
But when the door opened and Killer walked in, the whole room froze. Cross even froze mid-air for a dramatic effect. "What the fuck? I just walk in to see everyone just dying of laughter and Cross- wait why are you just in the-" Killer got cut off by gravity rearranging on Cross and smashing him to the ground with a thump.
"I'm not even gonna ask." Killer shook his head and walked away, eyeing Nightmare as he left.
Error spoke first.
"The fuck happened?" horror asked, making Cross shrug and run away.
Error chased him yelling about, "FUCK1NG 1ND1@NS!" or something like that.
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"Do you hear that?" Dream asked, eyeing his tear and goop stained shirt with sorrow. "Nope." Ink responded, ignoring the faint sound of someone screaming about Indians.
(XD I HAD TOOOOOOOOOOO!! I'm in a very... joking mood, so have a non-depressing chapter! 0w0)
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Depression... A Sansest Story.
FanficEverything was running smoothly for the Star Sanses on this amazing day. Ink was drawing happily, Blue was running around chasing butterflies, and Dream was reading! Until we look a little... deeper. Dream was fine. But Ink was thinking about thing...
