Hell's Queen

Reaper

I silently watched as Geno and his three friends left the room, hearing the basement door open and close.

Swiftly, the living room fell into silence. They were waiting for someone to do something...

"What are you doing here, Honey?" I placed my head on my palm, looking at him bordly.

The Angel scoffed at me, pulling out another Holy Cigarette. It may not seem Holy, but it is, for Angels anyway. The cigarette, unlike human's, actually heals and strengthens an Angel's HP and power. Something he was going to need if he got into a fight with any one of us Demons.

"My brother was invited, and I heard that Dream was inviting his brother," a judging look passed through the orange wearing skeleton's eyes as he glanced at the gooey monster. "So I had to come."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Like Nightmare or Cross would hit on your brother." I scowled at him.

He glared, his eyes flashing in warning. I wasn't scared. I was stronger than him, as I was older than him by billions of years.

After a minute of intensely staring at me, he huffed, looking away.

"Let's just see what those four are doing..." He hissed lightly.

I chuckled, standing up and marching over to the others.

We stood relatively close, but none of us really cared as we had to in order for me to get us in the basement without the little ones knowing. Swiftly, I teleported us downstairs into the basement, hiding perfectly in the shadows.

But, we were surprised to see something...

Blue and Dream were fighting... And not play fighting either, they held that look... The look of death...

Blue lunged at Dream, who surprisingly wasn't fast enough to dodge the punch thrown their way, knocking the other small body to the ground.

I looked around, letting those two's fight be background noise, I needed to find Geno. He wouldn't really allow this, would he?

It wasn't hard to find him or the other short skeleton, both of them were leaning against a nearby wall, watching the fight.

Ink seemed to be fidgeting, lurching forward every now and then, clearly conflicted on the fight. Yet... Yet, Geno was unfazed by it.

He held a neutral expression, his last eye relaxed to a dull point, his body completely being supported by the brick-concrete wall combo. He actually didn't move, the only time he did was to stop his other friend from joining the fight by moving his arm in front of them.

He was used to the fighting.

"Enough." He called out, not shouting, just being a little loud.

Instantly, Blue and Dream separated, huffing softly as that intense anger and bloodlust in their eyes fell away... It was like he commanded them to be normal again.

"That... That was... a good fight." Blue panted, giving a shaky smile.

"You... You got slower." Dream comminted, getting a breathy laugh.

"Bro doesn't'... let me train alone." The fast skeleton took a deep breath before standing up straight again. "And your aims gotten laxed."

The pale yellow one shrugged, lightly chuckling.

"My brother and his fiancé have been spending a hell-a lot of time with me. I couldn't practice."

The two burst into laughter, bright, friendly smiles on their faces.