Halloween mcyt short stories

【No Strings Attached~Pt.1】

I feel like this is one of my more favorite stories. Mainly cause I just like the type of magic that's in this-. But also this is a story more on the... well how do I put it. Evil side? Idk probably not as evil as the end of perfect but ya know.
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Characters involved:
Dream team, BadBoyHalo, Antfrost
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Dream sat in a voice channel with some of his closest friends. The Dream team, sitting in a voice call, together, but don't forget Bad and Antfrost. Other very close friends to Dream.

They all laughed in the teamspeak channel they were sitting in, at joke that Sapnap made, that was extremely stupid.
"Sapnap, your an idiot." George spoke, through his fits of small laughter. They all laughed a little more than began to just talk like friends.

Moving from topic to topic, they settled on a weird one.
"Heh, I've been feeling pretty weird lately." Dream said, almost anxiously.
"Define what you mean by weird?" Bad spoke. "Do you mean like sick weird?" Bad finished, his voice almost sounding worried now.
"Ah- well, no. This sounds a little crazy, but like my body doesn't belong to me." Dream said, answering Bad's concerns. Everyone that was before chatting, was silent, not a word from any of them.
"I actually have kinda feeling the same way..." Ant said, his voice quite. All of them agreed, except Bad.
"I don't know what you guys mean by that. When did it all start?" Bad stated, then questioned.
"For me it started like..." Dream paused, "two days ago." He ended with. Everyone else responded with agreement.
"Ok that's really weird." Bad said.
"This can't be a coincidence..." George said, sounding like he was focused on something.

After a bit more questioning, and trying to find out more, they all ended up being clueless, George was tired and decided to got to sleep. Everyone else eventually broke off from the call, either going to sleep or going to do something.

Bad heard a knock at his front door, he speed walked towards the sound and opened the door. There, outside the door, was a box, just a square box, a note sitting on top that read: For BadBoyHalo.

Bad suspiciously picked up the box, not paying attention to the fact that maybe something lethal could be inside. Bad walked over to his small dining room and placed it on his dining room table.

After grabbing a knife from the kitchen, Bad was ready to open the box. As bad cut the beige, papery tape that was sealing the box, the flaps loosed. Gently Bad opened the box, to find four dolls sitting in bubble wrap.

As the man pulled the dolls from the box, placing the bubble wrapped toys on the table. Bad moved the box the the ground before noticing a note in the box.

Use them well.
~S

Bad has no clue who "S" was, or what it meant to "use them well. It was just toys that came in the box, speaking of the toys, Bad glanced towards the bubble wrapped items on the table. Carefully he pulled the dolls from their bubble wrap prison, when taking out the first doll, Bad noticed many things. First of all, when Bad took out and touched the doll, a wave a electricity seemed to almost go through Bad's entire body. Second, it wasn't really a doll, more like a scratchy plushie. Third, after taking all of the plushies out of their packaging, he noticed they look like his friends. More specifically, Dream, George, Sapnap, and Antfrost, all looking as a combination of their Minecraft skin and real life them.

The one that represented Dream, had pieces of light brown hair peaking out under a green hoodie, and a smiley face mask covering it's entire face. The George doll, had George's famous sunglasses, it's hair had a dark brown color, seeming just above the shade of black. The George plushie also had his blue Georgenotfound shirt, with the red rectangle in the middle.

The Sapnap plushie had light brown hair like Sapnap's, and plus, a white bandana wrapped around its head, and a long sleeve shirt under a short sleeve shirt, with a flame on it, like his Minecraft skin. Antfrost's plushie, had a pair of cat ears, and brown hair, a pair of small glasses also sat on his face. One thing all the plushies' had in common, was where the eyes should be, were replaced with x's instead, creepy, but the other details stood out more.

When Bad first laid all the toys on the table, they all shocked him, one by one, sending a not painful shock of electricity through his body. Bad picked up the Dream toy and messed with his limbs, bending them, trying to see what the plushies could do. Bad sighed and decided something else.
"I'm Dream and I'm a muffin head!" He spoke to the toy, hoping it would repeat his message back to him or something. No response from the plushie, Bad sighed and threw the Dream toy back onto the table, saving messing around more with it, for later.

George groaned at his ringing phone, only just finally falling asleep a few minutes ago.
"Hello?" George answered, not aware of who even called him.
"George!" Dream's voice loud to George's still tired head.
"What?" George asked, stuck between a mixture of being tired still and groggy from just waking up.
"Something really, really, weird just happened!" Dream said, sounding amazed, confused, and worried, all at the same time.
"Why are you making it sound so dramatic, just tell me already." George said, slowly becoming more and more awake.
"So you know how we were talking about feeling weird earlier?" Dream asked.
"Yeah?" George didn't know where this was going.
"Well, now, my arms and legs just bent in a really weird, and unnatural way." Dream said.
"Ok-" George started to say another sentence, but was cut off by Dream.
"Then! I said out loud: 'I'm Dream and I'm a muffin head!'" Dream finished.
"Well why did you that?" George asked, now mostly awake.
"I didn't! Or, I didn't mean to! I just said it with no control!" Dream yelled at George through the phone.
"Are you saying that you were like possessed or something?" George asked the confused man on the other end of the phone. Dream was silent.
"I don't know..." Dream spoke, his excitement and amazement gone.
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