The Sound of Laughter || An Epic x Cross Shipbook

4 || -Them...

Cross' POV

  "Forever Flat, over there, bruh!" Epic yelled over to 'Forever Flat' to go to the direction he was pointing to.

  "I'm only doing this because you're treating me to chocolate and hot cocoa after this... And can you please stop calling me 'Forever Flat' already?! I'm not even a girl!" Chara grumbled pulling on a skirt and put on their hair into two ponytails to cosplay as a character from Assassination Classroom.

  How this disaster happened? To put it simply...

  It was awfully horrible.

  "Let's do an anime opening...-" he rubbed his two hands together as if he was plotting an evil scheme and looked at us. I turned to catch the sight of Chara tiptoeing away from us. I went to look back at Epic but he disappeared from where he was earlier.

  "Hey, bruh! It's rude to leave when you so eagerly joined just five seconds ago, mah bruh! We can just cosplay and not do the anime opening, bruh."

  I heard his voice from somewhere behind my back and caused me to accidentally jump an entire 180 to only see him reappearing in front of Chara standing in a teasing manner.

  Chara was not saved from the surprise the sudden teleport Epic pulled and jumped back a good two meters away from where they originally were. The memer then proceeded to whisper something into the poor human's ear. Their face suddenly changed from a scrunch to a blank face then to a twitchy grin.

  "Why you... You're too evil..." Chara's head facing the ground with an expression of disgust with a grin twitchily creeping up their face which seemingly was growing every ticking second. Epic stepped back and staggered in an overdramatic manner and started saying, "Me? The bruh? Evil?? I was simply giving you a choice, bruh. What's so evil about that?"

  Chara admitted defeat as Epic stood proudly having won the battle of negotiations...

...somehow.

  "Hey, Cross? Bruh? You still there??"

  A hand waved over my eye sockets as I realized that I spaced out. "Yeah I am, dude. What's up?" He nudged something to my chest and when I looked at it...

  "Dude, why did you give me Nagisa's outfit?!" I screeched at him, knowing that Nagisa was most definitely the main character trap in the anime. "Aww, bruh, you want to be Karma?!?" He complained as he was getting away with the most torturous character you can get.

  He kept running away with the outfit until I had to start teleporting to try and get it..., but he started teleporting too. This went on for about ten minutes while Chara sitting on a rock in the background with what looked like popcorn.

  "Yo, Chara- ...What the heck is happening here??" A new presence asked in confusion. A green-caped adolescent goat stood with a frown. "And who's that guy who looks like he came from a grayscale drawing??"

  I stopped chasing the annoying weeb and looked over to the new person. "Oh, hey there, bruh! Wanna join in on the fun?" Epic stopped in his tracks and gave him a rather suspicious invitation...

  "No, Azzy! Run before he gives you a ridiculous character to cosplay as!" Chara grasped the ground with their hand in an overdramatic way as if they were about to die any moment soon. "Uhh... Okay...?" He looked to find Chara in their weird pose and instead of escaping, he wheezed at the unsightly cosplay Chara was forced to do.

  Bad decision, really.

  But... I can't say I wouldn't have done the same.

  Meanwhile this catastrophe of who I assume is Asriel and Chara and his mockery towards the human, Epic headed and was already holding a costume for the poor goat boy.

Oh boy, this is going to be one long day.

Killer's POV

  The goopy calamari of a boss next to me grumbled as he ordered Dust to clean up Ink's vomit. Dust, on the other hand, gagged from accidentally touching some of it as he reluctantly wiped it with a rag.

"Hah... Sorry for the mess, I do that whenever I'm excited about something. What did you want me to do again?"

  I heard Nightmare next to me mutter something about 'I is equal to idiotic' before rolling his eye. "Just draw the 'minor Sans' you told me about on the phone, so we can actually progress with shit and not just stay here cleaning up after your mess." The creator looked thoughtfully at the wall as his hands fiddled around with a small brush that may have been used for fine arts. He rose up from his cross-legged sitting position and stood with a jump.

  "So uh... Which mess are you talking about? The puke or the mix-up?" He gleefully asked with a grin. Ink was lucky to be oblivious that Nightmare was currently seething with frustration because of the creator's pure idiocy showing. "Just get on with what I asked you." The goopy slime blob growled, balling his fists; heavily attempting to not punch the skeleton in front of him.

  "Jeez, jeez, fine. Can't you chill a bit?" Ink muttered as he took out his sketchpad and pencil and sat down on the ground again; in the process, he accidentally clattered the small paintbrush he was playing with earlier. He tried to reach for them and put it back, but it rolled over too far away and he ended up lying on the ground to get it. Nightmare rolled his eye and nudged the brush towards to Ink's reach.

  Ink snags the brush back and places it back in the small 'pocket' on the same sash his vials were held. Leaning back to his original sitting position and finally started drawing, he oh-so-knowingly stated "I think you should sit on a chair or something while waiting because my drawing can take a while."

  And I thought I was annoying.

Well, to Nightmare at least.

(A/N: The long-awaited update has finally come...!! See next chapter for some announcements :D)