Memories

Chapter 22: Art of Sowing

Dream felt something poke his cheek. It was hard, like bone. Was it Ink?

"Dream"

"Five more minutes" The guardian mumbled, was it just him or was the voice a lot deeper than Ink's voice? This IS Ink poking him, right?

"Dreeeaaammmm, wake up" Huh. The voice was a lot deeper than Ink's.

"Noooooo" he groaned, his head hurt like he's just been run over by a truck.

"... Nightmare isn't goopy"

"WHAT?!" Dream shouted, jolting up and banging his skull against another. "Oooowwwwww, what's that for dreamy?" Dream whined at the nickname and looked at the skeleton.... A red target floated in front of his chest and black tear marks ran down from his void-like eyes. "What is it Killer..." he moaned, still tired.

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Wait......

"KILLER???!!!" Dream screamed before teleporting to the other side of the room. "Wha- Where are we?!" The killer shrugged. "I've been in here for a few weeks, I think we're in my mind." Dream's eye sockets twitched. "I'm in your mind? I'M IN YOUR MIND?!" Dream shrieked. "How did I even get here! I just remember seeing Blueberry who looked hurt and then I got whacked by something hard!" Killer hummed. "Oh yeah!" The sans grinned, "Blue dragged you in here while eating Krème brûlée! He wouldn't give me any"

There were so many things wrong with that one statement. To access someone's mindscape, you need to go through the dreamscape and the only ones that could enter the dreamscape was his dead mother, him and Nightmare. To hear that you innocent friend who couldn't even swear entered the dreamscape was shocking. He managed to drag Dream's mind here, and not to mention that the dreamscape was like a never-ending maze! No, wait, how did he even get hold of Dream's mind?!

"Blueberry did what?" Dream asked in disbelief, his jaw slightly agape. "No, wait, How do you know Blueberry?" Dream wondered out loud. "How can I NOT? He's in your Star Idiots team! He's also the famed destroyer's best and first friend!" Killer laughed. Dream stared at Killer. "Best friends with Error?" He asked numbly. "First friend of the destroyer?" Before Dream could ask any more questions, the killer had already started rambling about Blueberry.

"He comes over to the base to cook a lot, something about trying to find 'Retcon's perfect cookie recipe'. He likes hanging out with Dust as well" Killer said casually. "Even better, he helps us help Error avoid getting every single one of his bones of his broken!"

"...so Blueberry's.... a spy?" Dream whispered. "Oh! No, he loves being in your team. He just hates Ink and watching his friend get brutally tortured in front of him, you can't blame him now, can you?" Dream opened his mouth to answer only to get cut off. "Oh, wait, you don't know how to help your friend when they need you the most! Especially your brother!" The guardian of positivity stiffened. "What do you mean? I did try to help my brother! He's the one that decided to eat the black apples!"

Killer blinked before gasping," if we're in my mind, that means I can show you my memories!" He said in joy.

"....pardon?" Dream questioned.

"What do you mean Dreamy?"

"One, my name is Dream. Not Dreamy and two, I'm your enemy. You work for my brother. Or is he forcing you, like what Colour suspects and even then, why do you want to show me your memories?"

Killer hissed, "don't mention his name. That idiot doesn't know anything about me." He sighed. "And I decided to trust you because I promised Blue I wouldn't try to stab you, maybe this would help you try and understand your brother more. It may even open your eye."