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Mansion Pt. 6

   Day three. Reaper found a ladder to the roof. We tried to use it to escape only to find it was frozen shut. Reaper was disappointed.

   "I always wanted to jump off a roof." Reaper was still pouting.

   "Reaper no..." we all chimed in. We were all already kinda sick of each other.

   "I hope Val is okay..." Error murmured. He was draped across the couch right now.

   "Yeah..." Heart muttered in agreement.

   Dream sighed. "Screw this! We have to find something to do!!!" He jumped up.

   " Like what?" Geno asked from the floor.

   Club Deccy and I were crowded on the other couch. Dec lifted hsi head curiously.

   Dream paced around thinking. "Truth or dare?"

   "We aren't teenagers," Error murmured.

   "Well what do you want to do?" Dream snapped and gave a pointed look at Error.

   Error shut his mouth and just glared right back. "Funk you."

   "Error..." Ink warned lightly.

   "I hate this place." Reaper muttered.

   "You keel saying that but you never say why," Club piped up.

   Reaper blinked. "I didn't? I guess I just assumed you knew because of the alternate story."

   Geno reached up and smacked Reaper lightly. "Hush."

   Reaper laughed softly. "Of course baby~" he earned two protective younger brother glares at thst one. "Anyway. I don't like big houses because I lived in one."

   Heart sat himself up. "Why? I mean Club and I lived in bug houses but we don't hate them."

   "My mom, My brother and me lived together. And then one day Mom took Grim and told me to stay put... and then she never came back." Reaper sighed shakily as he sat tensely.

   "Oh. . . That sucks..." Ink muttered.

   "Dang... That's rough buddy..." Error sat up finally.

   "Imagine being left all alone like that. . ." Decans murmured.

   "Its not a big deal. It was a long time ago. I realized she eas never coming back when I turned 16 so I just left." He shrugged.

   " That explains some things..." I muttered under my breath.

   "I'VE GOT IT!" Dream cried out and went to run upstairs.

   The rest of us looked after him in varying states of confusion.

I don't Got it. Give me ideas. What should they do?