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okay this may or may not be good idk ill give the breakdown later
lets get in to it i guess
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dream along with ink and blue were truging through underfresh , why? well they got a call about the bad sans' being around here .....
they came across the bad sans' weaking havoc across the neon alleyways , blood everywhare and fresh trapped in errors strings , nightmare was nowhere to be seen , horror dust and killer stepped forward , horror going after blue , error and dust going after ink and killer launching towards dream
===time skip cause im not doing a fight scene....no===
dream staggered around underfresh excaping from killer and found an alley ...having wounds and being exausted from the fight he was in he sat down to recover as the brightness of the day dissapated, he sat there he closed his eyes ..ink would pick him up anyways he'll be fine , yep fine .......
he didnt feel fine , in fact he felt the opposite, he felt sick , how long had he closed his eyes anyways?
he summoned his .......SOUL? , it wasnt there actually ....it was but not at the same time , it was very wierd to dream ....
he felt something inside his head it was well, slimy but not like his brothers slime , like some sort of ........
animal? bug ? reptile?
he didnt know
actualy if he focused enough ...he could feel his SOUL....but where?
his ribs? no,
his mouth? nope
......... his pelvis? why would it be there? but no
...his ...his ....his head it was inside his head!! wait
how does a SOUL get in there?
he shoved his hand into his eye-socket frantically trying to find his SOUL , but suddenly he felt something....slimy
he withdrew his hand and started to shake
what was going on???
he felt ssomething around his eyesocket .... a small thin appendage coming out of his eye socket ....it wrapped around his hand and foced it back inside ....he then felt someting
it was smooth , warm , his SOUL , but why ???
why cant he take his hand out??
he feels something wrap around his hand and he is able to take his hand out , at this point he's breathing heavily from fear ...
.......
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he looks at his hand ... nestled in his palm was a purplish blob it was quickly turning yellow though
wait ..his SOUL was in his palm too then where was his well
him ???
hes not a skelleton afterall not a real one anyways ....
everything seemed to be going to black ...
what
is
going..
on?
...........and why did everything suddenly get so big?
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Fanfictionsooo i looked at my stories, but i got more ideas so im gonna put these short/oneshot stories in this book, sooo until i finish my other stories im gonna put chapters of my new ideas in here