Oh my god it's been awhile sorry Jesus crust sorry
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Y/N
There was another jump scare, then the credits rolled in.
"Did you see the look on the ladies face as she died?" Horror said chuckling.
"I can't believe they tried using the back door when the window would've been safer." Error said.
"I just think it's funny they all died." Dusty deadpanned.
T h e y a l l l a u g h e d .
I was still dealing with the PTSD of the movie. I shuddered. Killer noticed, and hugged me, scratching my back.
I pulled away, my suspicion levels rising, and looked up at him.
OH MY GOD HE WAS TRYING NOT TO LAUGH.
"nO, yOu dOnt hAVE to pReTend yoU lOve mE." I groaned.
"But I do love you." His voice cracked.
"Then cuddles."
"What? Ah hell nah." He said moving away.
"I will die right here." I playfully fake sobbed. Killer got up and went to the kitchen, "don't do that."
"But I can." I countered
Killer came back with two tubs of ice cream. He sat down next to me and handed me one.
"Never mind, I guess I can die tomorrow instead." I said, prying open the container.
It was >favorite flavor here< .
Killer handed me a spoon, and I frick'n TACKLED the ice cream.
"I haven't had you in so long." I told the ice cream.
"Why am I suddenly jealous of a tub of ice cream?" Killer said.
"HOLY SHIT WHOA THERE KILLER BUDDY." Error screeched.
"Don't be so dirty minded." Dust said, entering the room.
"Screw heads." Killer mumbled.
"I will save the frozen ambrosia for another night." I said emotionlessly.
I waddled the the kitchen and opened the freezer.
"HOLY SHIT THE FREEZER IS FUCCING ENORMOUS." I yelled to the livings rooms general direction.
"Yeah, it does that." Killer replied from the living room.
"I could fit like, five people in here and they could still have plenty of elbow room." I mumbled.
I walked inside the freezer and put my ice cream on the very top shelf, and then hid it with frozen ravioli bags.
I nodded, walked out, and closed the freezer.
"Frick, I shouldn't have eaten so fast" I grumbled, "I'm going to go into a coma."
"Killer, I'm going to bed." I said, walking to his room.
"Wait you guys sleep together?" Error said.
"No, she sleeps on the floor." Killer said.
Thanks killer. He didn't leak my backpack secret. Well, TECHNICALLY I did sleep on the floor. Because my backpack sits on the floor. So yeAH, I guess he wasn't lying.
I didn't feel like diving into the backpack, so I just climbed down the ladder and crawled into the pillows and blankets.
My stomach kinda hurt, I ate way to much way to fast.
I mumbled curses to my last shitty braincell.
I fell asleep at some point, and when I woke up, it was to soft snores.
I rolled over, and met with killer nose to nose. He was asleep.
Aw. I could get used to this.
But there was this thought in the very back of my head every time I interacted with these skeletons.
They where murderers. They killed for reasons I didn't understand.
But I knew their other sides.
Nightmare was just a mom.
Horror is actually a great chef, when human limbs aren't involved.
Dust is a quiet smol.
Errors a pro gamer and pretty good a crocheting.
And killers my boo.
(#notsponsered, it just seemed appropriate in a couple ways XD CHECK OUT HAZBIN HOTEL ON YT, THE PILOT JUST CAME OUT XD I LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH)
Sorry for the short chapter, love you guys. Thanks Noelle, for keeping me going XD
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