/ Hahahahahah! I don't know why I am laughing, but I may figure that out later, anyway, I am here again, as usual to bring another chapter to you all. But first, I wanna say thank you to all of you comment makers, because you all make my day when you either express your appreciation for my story's content, or make me laugh by making jokes to me or with each other. It means a lot and makes me want to continue posting on this. I am determined to finish this story for you all, and I will let you know straight away that this chapter is going to have well over 40 ACTUAL chapters, so I am going to be thrilled that it will be here a long time, getting updated ^^ As usual, comment your thoughts and opinions, any criticism is welcome. /
*After the three that had jumped outside came back to the door, Fresh opened it, just to duck down, a chocolate creme pie flying over his head and hitting Nightmare in the face because it narrowly missed Error*
Error: Well, okay then...
Nightmare: . . . Why must it always be me that has to suffer from all of this? This is unequal...
Fresh: *quickly goes to youtube on his phone, and he pulls up a video, pressing play. The sound his phone made was a 'Sad Violin' sound effect, making it sound like there would be mourning for Nightmare and his misfortune.*
Nightmare: Oh well, this pie tastes great anyway. *he walks inside past the other two, not taking the pie plate away from his face, he might as well eat what they gave him. 10/10 dessert.*
Classic: Glad you like the pie Nightmare. It was store bought. Must mean it was high quality workers who made it. This brand usually sucks.
Fresh: That was Unrad bro. *Fresh started to laugh a little bit more as he looked at the others who were inside the house. As expected, Killer, Horror and Dust were all a part of the prank as well. Dust being too lazy to chase after them from the room used one of his shortcuts to get the others involved*
Error: Ah yeah, you said you most likely would end up letting some of those words slip, right? I guess by now it is habit.
Fresh: Yeah, sometime in the future though, the parasite most likely will wake up again, and I don't know what I will be like then.
Error: Yeah, I guess I see your point...
Fresh: Oh well, lets just go back inside, it is almost 8:00. I need to start heading back to where I was staying, otherwise all of the others are going to be wondering if you guys ate me alive or something. Seriously, they were going to try and trap me in my room last night to keep me from coming over. However, being I am the way I am, of course I had a secret escape somewhere in my room.
Classic: You better not be thinking of trying to head back all by yourself, Fresh, remember what we talked about this morning?
Fresh: *there was a small childish groan from Fresh as he nodded* Yes, mom, I remember what you said this morning.
Classic: Good, now go clean your room before I tan your bum with my frying pan! *there was a small laugh from him, if the other was going to call him 'mom' he might as well act like a sterotypical one, right?* Brush your teeth, if you are a good boy, I will read you a bed time story tonight!
Fresh: *his face flushed several different colors in embarrassment before he started to shake, somewhere in between even more burning nervousness (caused by his ow accord) and also because he was close to laughing. With that laughing session that he had at Error earlier, he was not sure his ribs would be able to handle it.* O-okay, dude, I get it, I get it, sorry.
Classic: Good, now, we still need to get you home, pal. *walking outside, Classic grabbed Fresh's hat out of the snow, the other not even noticing he had dropped it* here, before you forget it.
Fresh: So, who is all is taking me back then?
Error: Well, I obviously am.
Fresh: I am sure. *there was a small smile from him as he looked at his slightly older brother.*
Nightmare: We are all going to take you home, it is the best way to make sure nothing happens. So everyone grab your coats and Dust, make sure to grab the keys, you almost forgot them yesterday before we went to go and get Night taken out of my body.
Fresh: You make it sound like it was so easy, Nightmare...
Nightmare: Oh no, I can assure you that it was pure agony.
Fresh: *with yet another quick motion, Fresh pulls out his phone, and he types something into his youtube, before clicking on a video. The meme song 'Crawling in my skin' starts to play, a bunch of plastic dinosaur heads on sticks start poorly synchronizing with the song, making a couple of the other skeletons chuckle*
Nightmare: well, that is about as close as it will get I guess. Anyway, let's go, before it gets too dark.
Fresh: Yeah.
Classic: I will make sure to get dinner done while all of you are gone-
Dust: Oh no, I don't know if you are just brave or borderline crazy, but you were attacked last time we were gone, even if Nightmare gave you that 'Munestone' thing, you are still coming with us. You are not being left alone.
Classic: (;-;)
Dust: Don't give me that face!
Classic: Fine, fine, I got it, I am sorry. *there was a small chuckle from him again before he starts to walk to the room he was given. He grabbed his actual jacket, having had it off for a while now, ad puts on his slippers. Without another second to lose, he leaves his room, before walking out and greeting the others again, whom were almost all ready. He passed the living room again, and noticed that the journal he was writing in was there. Being a bunch of guys, they were bound to forget that they had something and to put it away.* *Not that Classic minded, he knew Nightmare took the journal. Though he likely looked through it on the first night, he probably looked into it further.*
Killer: You okay man, you seem to be staring off into space. What's the big deal?
Classic: Oh, nothing, I was just thinking about something.
Killer: I see, either way, the rest of us are ready to go. *there was a chuckle from him as he looked over, seeing Error giving Fresh a noogie and the other was struggling hard, trying to get away from the other.*
Fresh: Ah, E-Error, please sto-hap! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, ahahahhaHAHA! I promise, I am sorry!Haha!
Error: That's what you get for laughing at me earlier, Fresh, you are a jerk!
Fresh: You are too, dill pickle!
Error: *the other got off of him, helping the other up off the ground before laughing again* anyway, let's go. We need to really get going. It's bee about 10 minutes.
Nightmare: alright, everyone, round up and move out!
Dust: Hey, that's my line.
Nightmare: Not anymore, it's not.
Dust: You are a dick.
Nightmare: Yes, and so are you. I had to jump out a window. I got snow DOWN MY SHORTS.
Dust: Good. *there was a small smirk forming on his face as he grinned again, walking out the door as the rest of them follow. He turns around, locking the door, and then catches up with the others who were barely eve seven feet ahead.*
Killer: So, we heard you from downstairs Fresh, what made you laugh so hard?
Horror: Got me wondering, I though that someone let loose some laughing gas or something.
Killer: I was kind of worried, to be honest...
Fresh: Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you-
Error: Fresh, don't you dare-
Fresh: *gives the other a smirk, before grinning. His face going up in a manner that just screamed 'how bout I do it, anyway?'
Error: FRESH, I SWEAR TO BLUE CHEESE THAT IF YOU FUCKING-
Fresh: Error thought a Hush Puppie was a creepy voodoo dog doll thingy.
Horror: Wait, what?
*over the next few moments, there was nothing but silence, however, everyone started laughing, Error flushing a tint of Yellow in embarrassment before hiding his face in his scarf and cursing at Fresh under his breath. He never had to feel the gravity of that action until now, and it made it all the much more stupid that he thought that in the first place.*
Classic: *pats Error's shoulder, giving him a comforting smile* *he leans over and whispers to the other, chuckling a little bit* Don't be so embarrassed, Error. I used to think that 'Log' was a color.
Error: Pfff... hahaha... AHAHAH *there was a small fit of laughter from him, before he thought about the very stupidity of the situation.*
Classic: Trade secret though. Let's get going.
Error: *grinned a little bit more, before nodding to the other and walking to catch up with everyone else*
Classic: this is going to be a long walk... I don't wanna walk... ;v;
/To be continued/