Singing Competition (Sansest Story)
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HIGH SCHOOL AU
SANSCEST
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(not a prompt from the story)
"You've gotta be kidding me." Nightmare groaned, watching his 'group' of 'friends' excitedly talk.
"Oh come ON Nightmare! Boss! Whatever your weird title is nowadays!" Killer exclaimed, whining.
NIghtmare just groaned, his cold eye piercing into Killers.
"No."
Cross walked up to the group, Dream attached to his side.
"What happened?"
Error looked up from his phone and grimaced at Dream.
"Th3r3's @ s1ng1ng c0mp3t1t10n 0r s0m3th1ng."
"Oh! Really?" Dream burst in, running off to tell Ink and blue.
Cross adjusted his shoulder. "Thank god, I haven't moved this in like an hour."
Nightmare chuckled. "This is what you get for dating my brother."
Cross just frowned at Nightmare.
"So a singing competition? Nice."
Killer nodded. "but octopus bitch over here doesn't wanna do it."
Cross just laughed. "Of course not, he's Nightmare."
Honestly, Nightmare felt a LITTLE bit hurt by that.
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Ships:
Crossmare
Horrorlust
Kreme
ErrInk
Afterdeath
Dustberry
Please read this I worked way too long on the beginning
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