Yoink!
That was the best way Ink could describe the sound.
"What was that?" Ink asked, trying to find the source of the noise.
"Hey! Where's my new jacket!" Dream cried.
Yoink!
"All the jackets are mine!" A familiar voice cackled.
And yes, his jacket was gone.
Ink felt a headache growing.
"Blue! Put the jackets back!" He finally yelled.
The only response was maniacal laughter. (Although whether it was Blue or Snow editing is up to you... hehehe)
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Let's Paint the World for 31 days
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
