Pshycos(Finished-ish)

Chapter 7: Tacos

(Yes yes the book has been kinda silly so far and not really serious. For this fact I will be trying harder to make the chapters easier for you to not cringe at them. Also I'm off school right now and will be posting everyday on this book. Or at least when I feel like it lol. Also I am still mentally unhealthy so if I don't post know I'm in therapy or am having a breakdown. That being said I am not very healthy and am always gonna have a bad time.)

"So are you sure you felt positive energy Dream?" Blue questioned his childish friend. Dream violently shook his head up and down. Blue rolled his eyes at the childish behavior given by his 'boss'.
"Absolutely positive!" Dream chirped out happily. He giggled a bit at his own pun. While it was a very stupid pun Blue giggled along with his friend Dream.
"I shall make thine tacos for mission thennnn~~~" Blue giggled joking around and adding an extra bow for good measure. After all a bow was the truest form of 'hi' Dream should get, as he is a prince.

A few hours later-

"Wowie!" Dream exclaimed crunching down on one of Blue's 'special' taco. He wouldn't let anyone help and no-one knew what was in it. Blue giggled bowing once more to the childish Dream.(I am funny. Please tell me that I am funny. Please)

"Glad you like it!" Blue clapped his gloved hands together."Killer helped me!" Blue giggled a bit. Dream chuckled thinking of Horror chasing Killer around for even spending time in the same room as his fiancé. Blue walked off much to Dream's displeasure. Or well teleported off.

(Yes yes this chapter is short. Yea yea I know I sick at writing don't gotta tell me I already tell myself y'all. Anywho ya' hope you enjoyed this small thing! Xoxo hope you all have a wonderful day/night/afternoon)