𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐓 ␈ ˢᵃⁿˢᵉˢ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

Dares after Truths

📌Chapter Summary: Truth or dare is a bad idea.

📌Chapter Note(s): Refined as of July 19, 2020✔

📌18/30

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Two days later, 20XX, 9:23

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It was a lovely day, the sun blooms its rays in the morning daylight and the chirping of birds can be heard inside the castle.

Some errands and errors have been fixed, mostly because of the castle being left on a battlefield.

You spent nearly two days cleaning the whole place as most vases, drapes, plates, and frail things have been left broken on the floor.

Admit it, it was not a good idea to disobey direct orders from your Masters, especially if all of them agreed to it, but still, you were more stubborn when it comes to them.

Nightmare always didn't want to be around you, which was every day a normal routine for you because of getting used to it, you don't know why, but you can sense his uneasiness around you.

Especially when something happy happens.

Breathing in the fresh air, you hum as you began washing the dishes left from breakfast.

Most of it was smudged in a few ketchup stains, no wonder why.

The sound of running water soon entered the air, touching the white surface of the plates as they made loud noises every time they touch each other.

Utensils, too, are very noisy when you rotate them between your fingertips, breakfast is done.

Of course, you didn't fully forget the day you were kissed by someone.

You were still looking for clues who did it, and even if you beat the living lights out of Lux, she won't tell you anything.

Your suspects are Killer, Dust, and Horror.

They are the only ones who are willing to chug 10 XXL ketchup bottles each day and the other three sorts of likes to other things, like Error with Chocolates, Cross with Pies, and Nightmare with... something like blueberries and apples.

Killer and Dust are certified to clearly cover something behind them every time they find a loophole to escape, Awhile with Horror are, he's a cinnamon roll so your fateful choices will be those first two.

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20XX, 22:45

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"'m hungry." Killer says as you walk in with snacks, looking at you like an angel fallen from that food you have.

"I've brought snacks, Masters." You say, setting down the tray that has fries, burgers, chocolates, blueberries, and bottles of ketchup.

Damn these skeleton and their unhealthy obsession with condiments.

You awkwardly put your hands on your back and stand beside the sofa, hoping you'll go unnoticed when you look for clues to whose masked skeleton.

Dust pause as he was about to chug a ketchup bottle just to look at you, raising a brow. "what're ya doin', kid?"