"Ribbit!"
"Gahhhhhh!" Ink shrieked, leaping away in panic.
Dream turned to stare in shocked awe at Ink, who was hiding behind a tree, a good twenty feet away.
"It's a frog, Ink," Dream said calmly.
"No, it's pure evil!" Ink shouted back.
"It's not even in sight," Dream protested.
"Nope, not going near there," Ink cried, before teleporting away.
Dream followed moments later.
In the bushes, Error giggled.
Ink really shouldn't have let him know of his phobia.
"Ribbit," the recording on his phone sounded off.
He giggled again.
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RandomFor Inktober. where i will try to post a Ink story/drabble or one-shot a day AS always Snow is Editor, or she might attack me with editor wrath
