A/N: I... I'm actually kinda scared for you guys right now... but I understand. You're busy. And that's absolutely okay. So, a guest had reviewed the previous chapter. I'll take that. So...

/Guest: Haha, your brain couldn't handle that, eh? well, prepare yourself for more like that. Glad you implied you enjoyed the scene. X3

And now that that's done, Chapter Twenty-Six, come on out here! I hope you guys enjoy!

A Triangle in the Stars
Chapter Twenty-Six: Planning

Teleportation was oddly like the Warp Pad. If Steven was there, he would have said so. But, in mostly silence, other than Keyhole's terrified squeaking, they arrived little less than a mile away from their destination. Huge and looming, they could see it, in the not so distant distance.

"Alright, guys, do we have a plan? or are we just gonna rush in there, beat them up, and rush back out?" asked Pyronica, hoping the answer was not yes.

And her hope came true. Bill shook himself, "No. We need to be careful. In the case that Steven could be simply held hostage instead, we don't want to do anything that could compromise his safety..."

8-Ball mumbled to himself, staring at the distant building. It looked worse, yet somehow better, than Bill's projection. Teeth clattered a tiny bit; it looked really creepy. Kryptos just hummed with thought, and Xanthar scratched at his head. Hectorgon said nothing, staring at the building with no eyes whatsoever. He hummed with thought as well. Pyronica was also thinking, but not that hard. She was sure Bill would come up with something. Keyhole, meanwhile, revisited that idea of his in his mind. Killing Bill—could he really bring himself to do it? he shivered, thinking it over, again and again. He feared he wasn't powerful enough. So, he decided, if there was a good opportunity...

Bill Cipher would be no more.

The golden triangle was too focused on trying to think of a good plan to notice Keyhole's errant thoughts. He mumbled a little, fiddling with his bowtie, "He may already be expecting us and have a horde of Cluster Demons surrounding the perimeter..."

"Well, that ain't good," 8-Ball frowned. Teeth agreed with a few anxious nods. Xanthar could barely think of anything, but that didn't mean he'd give up. The rhombic demon looked around, trying to see if they could use this environment to their advantage, perhaps. Said environment was actually quite luscious, if a bit bare and withered as well. It seemed that it wasn't just the Temple that suffered all these years.

"What if we turned ourselves in and beat him from the inside?" Pyronica suggested suddenly, the thought having come to her from seemingly nowhere. Keyhole looked at her like she was insane, and Hectorgon ignored her, but tilted himself.

Bill blinked at her, eye wide, "Mmm... maybe..."

8-Ball smiled a little. Finally, some action. Hopefully. Xanthar rumbled a little bit, seemingly incoherently, apparently thinking the same way. Kryptos and Teeth, however, also had Keyhole's look, and it only got worse when their leader was thinking about it. Teeth voiced this, "Umm, boss, I don't think that's a good idea..."

"Do we have a better idea?" the demon asked matter-of-factly, eyebrow raised. Teeth and Kryptos didn't say a thing to this, thinking over it.

"Likely he'll let us into the Temple, and then we can try talking to him. If that doesn't work... well, we take evasive action," Pyronica proposed.

Keyhole realized what this meant for his plan. It meant it might actually be plausible. "Since I'm the smallest one here, I'll be the scout!" he exclaimed, and ran up ahead behind a rock.

"Alright then," Bill sighed, hoping just talking would actually work. He thought of Steven just then, knowing the boy would always try and talk his way out of violent situations. He'd experienced it too, having been on the receiving end after Sadie had taken his hat. He shuddered. The nerve of her... but he digressed. Hopefully this method would work.

Xanthar grunted a bit, wondering what he could do, and Kryptos frowned a little, "Since you're the largest, I think you'd best be in the back."

The loaf-like creature didn't complain, and thus moved to the back. The shape demons then stopped floating, standing on the broken path now, so they wouldn't get spotted by any aerial forces, and glanced over at Hectorgon so he'd get the hint to do the same, just a little, and he did, so now he was hovering much more closely to the ground. 8-Ball went to the back as well, beside Xanthar, since he was a little big. Well, more "tall" than "big". Teeth stayed where he was, clattering a little. He had reservations about this, but didn't protest.

There was then a flit of a psychic message, somewhere in the group, fast towards where they were headed. The person who sent it was anonymous, but was in this group of demons, for sure. None of them except the person who sent the message was aware of it, and Kryptos frowned a little at Xanthar being a little too large. They'd still get spotted even with him in the back, so the rhombic demon snapped his fingers and the large purple creature was coated in camouflage. Said creature rumbled, intrigued by this, and Kryptos smiled. There.

"Okay, guys, are we ready?" Bill looked at each and every one of them, a little tense. 8-Ball and Teeth nodded, the former grinning a toothy smile and cracking his knuckles. Xanthar grunted with affirmation, and Kryptos saluted, "Yes, sir!"

"Of course we are. We have to be," Pyronica rammed her fist into her hand. "Let's get this thing over with already!"

Bill nodded, "Alright then, let's get to it."

And then they began moving towards the building cautiously, Kryptos and 8-Ball paying close attention to the environment while Teeth, Bill and Xanthar kept their eyes forward, glancing about every now and then. Even if they had a scout, more eyes was better than two. Pyronica marched forward, along with Hectorgon, who had camouflaged himself as well. They passed the rock Keyhole had hidden by...

But he was gone.

Bill looked over at said rock, and his eye widened. What could have happened? he kept going, however. They had to save Steven. As fast as possible, so they all could go home and hopefully forget this ever happened. And hopefully he'd stop feeling this way after all this. The rest kept scanning, kept marching along the path; the looming building didn't seem to get any closer, though. It was a bit strange. Pyronica frowned.

"Uh, Bill?" she began, glancing at him.

Bill glanced over at Pyronica, eyebrow raised, "Yes?"

"I think we should pick up the pace a little bit. Steven might be dead by now."

This wasn't a thing he wanted to hear. He indeed picked up his pace, and the others followed suit, still scanning. He messed with his bowtie, becoming a little frazzled again, bags of anxiety and fright appearing under his eye, and yet he was also just so... conflicted...

A/N: And here we go! Ace had Pyronica, Hectorgon and Keyhole. I had the rest of them, especially Bill. I really hope you enjoyed it! next chapter will arrive next Thursday or tomorrow. Or next Saturday. Whenever. XD
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