When actually, being the destroyer was just a temporary job.

16. A trio of madness

Cross kept healing Ink until the screams and grunts of pain eventually stopped.

It was...shocking to say the least.

Horror didn't know that anyone could scream like that.

Well, maybe not. Considering where he came from,

he probably heard screams of pain that sounded like it came from hell.

He couldn't remember it well, though.

Horror just watched Ink become unconscious again for a moment before realizing something.

Oh. He ate all the hotdogs.

He should go back for more then.

Horror turned and walked to the kitchen's direction, ignoring Dust who was still watching the spectacle.

Dust stayed still in his spot.

Papyrus kept whispering to kill Ink while he was unconscious again.

He really didn't want to deal with this all today.

Dust sighed before picking up the hotdog that had fallen from his hands when he heard Ink's scream.

What should he do with this?

Hmm...

He grinned insanely and threw the hotdog at Killer.

Killer, who had just done explaining things to Blue turned to talk with Nightmare.

But before he got the chance to open his mouth, something smacked his head from behind.

"Ow! What the hell was that?!"

He cried out and moved his hands to carefully hold the back of his head.

He looked down to see the object that had dared to hurt him.

"A hotdog?"

He muttered, being confused.

He looked around this time for the one who attacked him with a hotdog.

There were only Blue, Nightmare, and Cross in this room.

Ink doesn't count since he is unconscious right now.

Wait...where's Horror and Dust?

OH.

It's on.

I am coming for you two...=)