Tease for my new story with no name yet:
Something important must be here. Error wrapped Dream's ankle in string, tossing him at Ink as he glanced over at Fresh. Oh for the love of... "FRESH! STOP TRYING TO POSSESS HIS BODY, DAMNIT!" Error screeched angrily, watching as Fresh dropped an unconscious Swap to the ground, his parasite slipping back behind his glasses. "Wat!"
Fresh cried, mock indignant as he plopped down, watching as Error dodged a wall of paint. "WE AGREED NO POSSESSION!" Error snapped, grunting as Dream hit him in the back with an arrow. He cursed himself. Sure, Swap was out of the way now, but now he had to babysit Fresh and make sure Fresh didn't kill Swap. Why did he care? He thought of the hours he had spent with him, and he pushed down the warm feeling. He didn't.