Kathleen coughs in the living room, upset and moody.
Nightmare : Whoah, for once, she is angry.
Dream : Kathleen, what is wrong ?
Kathleen : Nothing. I just caught my yearly flu. I have one every year.
DS Dream (Phoenix) : You should still go to the doctor, with the corona outside, better being safe than sorry. I am, we are seleton, so we are safe, but you.
Kathleen : Fine "Mom".
Once back from the doctor.
Ink : So ?
Kathleen : My yearly flu evolved into corona.
Everyone stops to look at her.
Template : You are feeling alright, huh ?
Kathleen : Yeah, don't worry. It don't really change much, since I just live it like a flu. And it give me an excuse to stay at home even more. If confinement wasn't enough.
Error : Kathleen... I have more social life than you. Your social life is as existent than Geno's health.
Geno : Hey !!
Abyss : Yeah, apologise, Error.
Kathleen : I agree. My social life skill is dead. Since I am three. Respect your brother a bit more.
Error : He isn't my brother !! It isn't because we share the same creator than we are !
Kathleen : Yeah, whatever.
Lust : Kathleen, go take some rest.
Kathleen : But... I still have story to write.
DSInk (Paint) : Kathleen...
Kathleen : ... I am your god, I refuse to obey you !!
All : ...
Ink : Did you say on the first time we came here you made sure you had no such power over us ?
Kathleen : ...
All : ...
Nightmare, Wine, Error, Phoenix, DSNightmare (Illusion), Lust, Reboot (AKA the "moms") : Now, go to bed.
Kathleen : Innnk...
Ink : ... I mean... If you don't overwork yourself...? She could do ? I dunno.
Killer : Let's be frank, we are actually on a different plan of existance than her true body. It serve nothing to put her to bed. But !
All : But ?
Killer : Drow her under the fluff !!
Kathleen : Killer, I swear on everything holy, if you throw Cross at me...
And, even after Kathleen's warning, that what Killer did. He threw Cross, DSCross (Robin) and Xcellence at her.
Killer : Bye !!
He runs away.
Kathleen : What did I do to him...?
The Crosses get down and Robin help me up.
Ccino : Kathleen ? I made you some hot chocolate for your throat.
Kathleen : Thank you Ccino. You are an angel.
Kathleen take the hot chocolate under the jealous stare of Cross, Robin, Error and Myriad. Template gives her a glance from time to time, but not from jealousy like the others.
Nightmare : I swear... You are so childlish. If you want some, go make it yourself !!
Ink : Ahaha !
Kathleen takes her notebook to continue planning her story, while all of the Sanses goes back to their shenninigans for the moment, enjoying their freedom and peace, while it last.
