"Guys, I just had the craziest dream! There was this-" I beamed, bouncing into the kitchen. I stop dead in my tracks when I notice who's occupying it. A hooded, cute version of Nightmare. A taller, scarier version of Dream, and this one has a giant blue star tattoo on top of his skull, along with a small hole and a crack going vertically across his eye. Error, but he's...smaller? And wearing something more futuristic rather than casual, but keeping a few ones and zeros on the side of his face. And finally...ink? But he's actually wearing a brown version of the jacket he wears around his waist all the time and he has black tears streaks on his face. Just like in my dream...
"Ink? Dream? I...I didn't know you were having guests over...you...uh...you should have told me..." please let this be a prank, please let this be a prank. The one called...Marvul? I think? Starts dangerously making his way toward me, only to be stopped by Eraser.
"Calm down, she didn't know what she was doing." Eraser said, sounding board.
"She's the reason we're stuck here!" Marvul jabbed, growling slightly. The other two stayed quiet, shrunken fearfully in the corner on the kitchen.
"And your also the one who bombarded her dream in the place!" Eraser objected, raising his voice. Not while Stella's sleeping.
"What's going on? Maybe if you tell me what's happening, I can help?" I offer, trying to diffuse the situation, hoping that they keep their voices down. Eraser sighs, before nodding over to one of the two in the corner.
"Reboot, explain." Reboot snaps to attention, standing immediately. What kind of relationship do these guys have?
"Well...about mid way through a brawl between Eraser and I. My energy started to drain, so I had quickly teleported over to Halluciv, hoping to have a bit of back up, but instead stumbled upon a completely different scenario." Halluciv finally stands up, taking over the story.
"I had stumbled upon my brother, Marvul, in the process of hacking onto someone's dream, which happened to be yours. It's rare for him to do it, so of course I stayed to watch. But when Reboot startled me, I ran into Marvul, Eraser not to far behind Reboot." Marvel picks up the story.
"These idiots broke my concentration, causing me to transport us all into your head. But when I had touched you during the dream, it brought us directly into your home." He scowls...at everything.
"And were kind of stuck here...so...yeah." Eraser concludes.
"So...you two were fighting, went to that one for help, messed up him, and got stuck in my head, then in my house?" Eraser shrugs and nods.
"Basically." I groan internally. Was six skeletons not enough?
"Okay, so...is anyone hungry?" I ask, I have no idea what I'm doing.
"I-I could eat..." Hallucive responds quietly, Reboot nodding along next to him.
"Are you serious?! We're trapped in a foreign dimension and all you people can think about is food?! What is wrong with you?!" Marvul explodes, I roll my eyes. Yeah he's gonna be a fun one to work with.
"Hard to think on an empty stomach." I answer, heading towards the fridge. I whip up some grilled cheeses, making sure to put on that powdery stuff so that can enjoy it properly. We eat in silence, I wonder where my guys are?
"So, if I heard correctly, Reboot is the only one that can possibly get you all out of here?" Reboot nods, exposing some kind of gadget on his arm.
"It's a little thing I invented that could transport multiple bodies to a safe location in an emergency situation if needed." I'm not even gonna ask why.
"And I'm guessing it doesn't work for some reason?"
"Yeah...and all of my tools are back at my work shop." That's fine, Geno turned the basement into some sort of lab, I'm sure he has something Reboot can use.
"I have a few things you might be able to use, but I'm going to have to get...permission first before letting you use them..." I don't think I should bring up that I am housing six other versions of them just yet, they have enough on their plate as it is. Speaking of plates, Halluciv hasn't touched his grilled cheese since I set it in front of him.
"Is everything alright, Halluciv? I can fix you something else if you want." He shakes his head and pokes the crust of his sandwich.
"I can't eat it without some special dust stuff on it..."
"Already got that covered, I added some while cooking it!" I answer proudly, I only forgotten once. And it was the last time Blue ever let me cook breakfast.
"Seriously bro? Why would I eat mine if I didn't watch her do it herself? Sometimes, Halluciv I swear..." Mauvul trails off, Halluciv caves slightly in on himself, look down into his lap sadly.
"You could always try...I don't know...not being a jerk? I mean, he's your brother for gods sake!" I growl, there will be none of this kind of behavior under my roof. His already angry expression goes dark, but my glare doesn't waver, I have six body guards at the tip of my fingers I can call at will. He forcefully pushes away from the table, moving it forward slightly, before storming off towards the living room. Okay...that could have gone worse, but it could have been better too.
"Wow. He usually doesn't hesitate to attack with his short temper, I think he likes you!" Hallucive squeals, a bit of blush appearing on his face. Him and Reboot chatter excitedly about the two of us, I don't think now would be the best time to bring us that I'm kind of already taken.
"...Ya know...for a bunch of clearly dangerous monsters to suddenly not only appear in your dreams, but in your house as well, your oddly calm about this." Eraser says, his body says relaxed, but this voice is heavy with suspicion.
"And how did you know we needed extra powder on our food? Where did you even learn, let alone find such a thing?" He's squinting at me now, his relaxed mask abandoned. Eh, they were bound to meet everyone eventually, what could it hurt?
"Well actually, I had-"
"Y/ n! Are you okay? I had walked into the living room and saw-" Ink and Eraser lock eyes, the same yet opposite. Each slowly pulls out their own super sized weapon, not breaking eye contact. Ink pulling out his paintbrush, and Eraser pulling out...well...an eraser. The air becomes charged with violent magic, Reboot and Halluciv finally take notice and stop their bubbly chit chat. The room fills with silence, I drag a hand down my face. Why can't we all just get along?
Quick Note: There are some bugs with the site right now, so uploading is...complicated. I'll do my best to keep up with my schedule, but if I miss day or something...don't get mad plz.