The only person around him was Sykkuno, who waved excitedly.
Corpse waved back. He tried to make it seem like he wasn't about to become a cold-hearted murderer. Sykkuno came closer and took Corpse by the forearm, waving his tablet at him as if to say, 'Come on! We got stuff to do.'
Corpse couldn't help but follow, but his thoughts weren't about tasks.
He could only think about how he was the killer on the ship.
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TRIGGER WARNING: All triggers include death, mentions of death, descriptions of death/corpses (no pun intended), brief mentions of drug/alcohol abuse, blood and blood descriptions.
ALL CCS IN THIS WORK (in case you have triggers against them)(ALSO IN ORDER OF IMPORTANCE): Corpse Husband, Sykkuno, Dream, Jacksepticeye, Greaseball/Penguinz0, Pokimane, Pewdiepie, DisguisedToast, Valkyrae, and fuslie PhD.
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DISCLAIMER: This story is not meant to force a relationship between these two in ANY WAY. This is a story about their fake-flirty dynamics. Please do NOT turn this into a Septiplier/Near-Dreamnotfound situation--their friendship is wholesome, let's not ruin that! :)
also please let's please make the official shipname sykcorpse/sykorpse!!! it rolls off the tongue easily and sounds nice please dont let it be Haha Funny corkkuno pleas-