Sun and Ink are bonding! Everyone else is terrified of this development
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"-this one is called Missy. She was one of the first ones I got. It took me a while but I finally got rid of all the trackers on it."
Sun said seriously, showing off his blue cat plushy to Ink. When they nodded after a few minutes, he went to grab one of his favourite cat plushies from his Inventory, a pure black one that had dark red buttons for eyes.
"I named him Lucifer. This one is the softest and it only had one tracker on it, when stalker gave it to me."
He said proudly, impressed despite himself that 404 had restrained themselves. Maybe they weren't unable to be taught new tricks, smiling when Ink asked to examine it closer, pleased at how careful they were when handling it.
Maybe this Creator wasn't as bad as he thought, the last few weeks actually being rather fun.
He idly pet the real cat in his lap, which he had been calling 'Iris' for now, due to their pretty rainbow eyes. He looked thrilled when Ink asked to see more of his plushy collection, rarely having the opportunity to show off his vast collection.
He had taken note that Inks emotions felt kind of odd, having a weird niggling feeling in the back of his mind that it should be very familiar to him, but quickly dismissed it as paranoia, guessing it was due to their weirdly coloured paint vials.
He knew how odd Creators could be and had long given up on fully understanding them but was still baffled what the blue sparkly vial on their sash did, never having seen them drink from it yet.
"This is very impressive work. Would you mind showing me more, Sun?"
Sun was honestly surprised that they seemed genuinely interested in what he had to say and his hobbies, this behaviour reminding him of Carro in a way he still wondered what happened to his taxi .
It was such a rare thing to find a Creator that could actually listen , it was kind of refreshing and he was starting to like it.
The twin Guardians were watching this go down, the darker twin looking very amused, while the lighter one looked a second away from fainting.
"You need to relax, Dream. They are finally getting along. I thought you would be pleased by this outcome?"
That Sun wasn't snarling at Ink, for doing the greatest offence in their books of merely talking to them was great progress in his mind, feeling like he was witnessing a once in a lifetime moment. Maybe he should take a picture, as this felt like a rather momentous occasion.
"They are talking about trackers, Nightmare!"
"-and this one had five? I'm impressed you found them all, Sun."
"Thanks! It was hard but I grew used to sensing their magic, after being forced to spend a few months with them."
"Nightmare! This isn't normal and Ink is even agreeing with the Suns odd ideas! Who are they even talking about?!"
Nightmare hastily put away the popcorn at Dreams seething glare, their bristling wings leading to a rather intimidating sight.
"I'm not sure what you want me to say...? No one is hurt and we both knew that the Creator was never..." He wisely decided not to finish that sentence, Dreams magic flaring in an alarming manner and seeming to spark even brighter as the babybones kept talking.
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Dream? Who is that?
Fanfiction'Dream' was not happy. He has no idea where he is or what is going on and now has to deal with the grumpy Negativity Guardian. At least it can't get worse...oh, wait -- Reincarnation as babybones Dream who is not happy at how crazy this new place is
