One-shots [Reqs: 5]

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Bad Sans Poly Shenanigans, i'm sorry i don't remember the person who requested.

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Dust scrambled around the corner, his wide eyes bright with mirth as he sprinted down the hall. Horror's loud footsteps echoed behind him, gaining with every passing second. Grinning, Dust stopped abruptly and spun around, leaping over Horror as the larger barreled forward. "AH-!" Horror faceplanted with a grunt, huffing as Dust sped away. He lurched to his feet, jogging down the hall, expression determined.

"Hey, Horror!" He paused midstep, turning to Cross. "Yeah?" Cross took Horror's hand, "I wanna show you something." There was no mistaking the eager, mischievous lilt to Cross's tone. Horror gave a low chuff, already knowing what was going to happen, but, unable to resist Cross, he allowed himself to be pulled to a suspicious door. A classic, with no huge risks. "It's in there," Cross told him, failing to hide his excitement. Horror glanced at the door, "In here?" Cross nodded vehemently, "Yes, yes, go in!" Horror stepped up to the door, nudging it open and-

Water cascaded down from a bucket, soaking Horror to the bone and filling his skull. The bucket clattered down onto his head, covering his face. He grabbed the end, peeking out at Cross with a frown. Cross wheezed, bursting into joyful laughter at his success.

It was prank week in the castle, something Nightmare allowed them to do every Halloween without fail. It was only the second day, but already, Horror had: run into a wall made of magic, had a toothpaste tube explode in his hands, gotten a face full of pancake mix, woken up with drawings on his face, and now, he's been drenched with water. Though, that's only to name a few.

Horror wrung the front of his shirt out, still faking a displeased frown. He didn't have to let Cross come out victorious, but he enjoyed the way Cross lit up every time his pranks 'worked'. He didn't even have to ask the others about it. Killer and Dust were both doing the same, Horror learned after he caught a flash of a grin from Dust when he found his pillows stuffed full of rice.

Nightmare didn't ever really participate, but there was always one prank that easily topped all the rest. And even though they expected it, it always took them off guard when it happened.

Cross snickered, producing a set of dry clothes. "Here, you can change in my bathroom if you like." Horror took the clothes, sniffing them. Cross's grin softened a bit at that, "I didn't do anything to them." Horror ducked his head, rumbling out a thanks and trudging down the hall.

Another thing about prank week that Nightmare was adamant about: The prankster couldn't pull two pranks back to back on the same person. There had to be time for recovery, which normally Horror didn't really enjoy, but he was glad the rule was in place. If it wasn't, Killer would've gone trigger-happy and completely destroyed the castle with his unchecked pranking.

He paused halfway to Cross's room, hearing faint talking. He quietly took in a breath, backtracking to a door he'd just passed. It was Killer and Dust. Horror tapped on the doorframe, Killer answering near instantly. "Come on in! I was just about to get you." He slipped into the room, eyelight adjusting quickly to the darkness. Killer was sprawled on the floor, grinning up at him with Dust sitting at his side. "What's goin on?"

"Dusty here was just telling me about how cute you and Cross are." Dust's dark purple blush lit up the room, the hooded monster smacking Killer on the head. "Shut up!" Horror chuckled, sitting down across from the two. "Yer both cute, too." Killer shamelessly posed, purring, "I know I am." Dust just huffed and mumbled swears under his breath.