[7.1] The Courtesy Call.

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The very first part of the song aka the beat drop is going to be used in this very chapter, I love nightcore and don't you dare stop me from listening to one. Good luck, this is a long chapter of shenanigans. Ya can continue listening to it~

Y/n's POV:

Blue turned to Dream and whispered something to Dream's non-existent ears. Dream nodded before shoving Blue away from him leaving both of us fighting this battlefield. He shot one of his arrows hastily pointing it at my head, I should be careful who knows what kind of things that are stored in that arrow. I dodged swiftly as the arrow made contact with the tree at least a few meters away from me, it exploded right after. I was in for a shock in this fight, it seems it's not a piece of cake being all alone and protecting the Au's.

Heyyy - o ~

The fight still continued on and on but with a little bit of interferences. Goop's and strings are blocking my way as I defense myself with both my arms to avoid getting hit. My eyes are quick to scan anything and everything in my surroundings.

Here comes a danger up in this club

Nightmare and everyone appears, when Dream finally told them what happened it sent shivers down to their spine. Even Error slightly shivered as a few errors surrounded his body, I can sense everyone's uneasiness and fear. Even the King of Negativity himself.

When we get started we ain't gonna stop

I held Broomy in my bony hands, getting ready to fight them all. Who cares even if I die? I'll die knowing I tried the impossible.

We gonna turn it out till it gets too hot

I made a rush for it, splashing red paint in front of me as an attempt to injure them.

Everybody sing Hey - O

Tell'em turn it up till they can't no more

Let's get this thing shakin' like a disco ball

This is your last warning, a courtesy call

A lot of gaster blasters were shooting towards me, in a circling position getting ready to fire and kill me in an instant. The blasters resemble Error! Sans skull, it probably is his blasters.

HEYY - O !

Here comes a danger up in this club

When we get started we ain't gonna stop
We gonna turn it out till it gets too hot

Everybody sing -











HEYYY - O !

And it fired.

I swiftly dodged every upcoming attack, the blasters still not stopping to fire and some sharpened bones, arrows and tentacles charged at my way in a rapid state. I dodged them all unscathed, the blasters still kept going as 5 arrows from different directions shot towards me as it increased more and more, the sharpened bones are now doubled along with blue-colored bones and orange-colored bones. As for the tentacles, it randomly appears out of nowhere so I have to be careful not to let my guard down. Who knows what kind of special attack I'm in for? They've already got me cornered! Red slashes came to my way as I swiftly dodged while the blaster almost shot my swaying brown scarf. The air is tense and very dusty, very. Tentacles charged at me all at once while the blaster almost shot me once again, I really need to be more careful than ever. An incoming attack, a large energy was then sent somewhere I can't locate to; my left? My right? Where?! I started shuffling around as the foggy air hovers my eyesights, I still know they're here but there's this weird energy-

Oh good lord.

Strings?

Instantly bad news to my thoughts, it screamed danger to my ears. It's as if something familiar but my fuzzy memories aren't good, I can't even remember who the heck this is! The previous god must have a great memory damage since I can't relocate who the heck just sent strings that odd. Just then I heard voices, this time it's someone else.

"Did you finally kill that problem child?"

"We are not sure, [ERROR]."

"UGH. KILL THAT SO-CALLED PROPHET CHILD OF [ERRORED] RIGHT THIS INSTANCE!"

"Of course, your highness."

Footsteps faded.

"God, what did she want now?"

"Ink dead, what else?"

"We can't even keep this facade any longer."

"Nightmare, she holds our SOULS and could shatter them any moment with her strings."

"I doubt that Ink is even alive after that hell."

"Error?"

"..wHaT? I'm AlReAdY aT rUiNs HeRe."

"God. What if we told Ink the truth?"

"TsK. I hIgHlY dOuBt He'D bEliEvE yOu."

"Error is right. He can't trust any of us anymore."

"Who knows what Fate has done to break Ink's usual spirit."

"Dream, if you weren't such a fool to offer him food that causes hallucinations and lightheadedness he would still be well right now."

"Ya CaN't BlAmE hIm FoR aLl NiGhTmArE."

"Can everyone stop arguing and let's find Ink to get over all of this?"

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Twist? Who was that? Oh lawd. I don't even know!

Peace out, Laz.

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