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"FRICK WE HAVE PEOPLE TRAP DREAM GOING TO DIED BECAUSE OF NIGHTMARE WAIT THIS MAY OR NOT WORK *throws holy water at butcher* Friendly why have you done"
Butcher is now soaked. Congratulations, you've made an enemy!
"NO! THIS WILL SHALL NEVER END WITH A BAD ENDING! FC what the heck have you done this is way beyond my expectasions"
"It's not going to end yet," Friendly assured. "We still have a long way to go."
"NOOOOOO, DREAM! FRIENDLY PLEASE TELL ME WE CAN USE MAGICS LIKE OUR OC'S MAGIC TO HELP HIM (yeah probably not but it's fine ;-;)
Can I stay with Dream? Like, if he survive (please tell me he is gonna survive ;-;) can I maybe try to protect him? (it's fine if the answer is no and I'm sorry if I'm an idiot putting things in brackets)"
"No, you cannot use your OC's in this story," Friendly said firmly. "I recommend forgetting about Dream for now and focusing on the other three."
"Hey can I summon some armor on Reaper so that hopefully Butcher's drill doesn't hurt him or at least it mitigates the damage?"
"That just ruins the tenseness of the situation. That's no fun and certainly makes."
"*smacks butcher's drill* This isn't fricking construction you pig killer! *smacks Nightmare's tentacles* bad depresso espresso! *places a trampoline with a bunch of pillows at the end of the cliff where dreamo primo will land*"
Friendly didn't like that you attempted that.
Your attempts didn't follow through, and you are forced to watch as Butcher begun to drill into Reaper's knee. Reaper's screams were muffled by his gag, the sound of his kneecap shattering echoed in your ears. Magic blood dripped down the skeleton's leg and spluttered from the drill as it spun. Geno stared, horrified, yet he couldn't look away.
"Ugh, it's no fun when I can't hear you properly!" Butcher whined. She ripped the drill out of Reaper's knee, causing him to let out yet another muffled scream. She ripped off Reaper's gag. "It seems I'll just have to move to another location. Then I can play with you as much as I want, without anyone else finding us. Oh, how fun that'll be!"
Reaper spat at Butcher's face. "Burn in hell, you deranged freak!"
Butcher growled, wiping the spit from her cheek. "How disgusting! Ugh."
The spirit-like being unchained the skeleton and tossed him into the cage with the other two. Geno crawled up to Reaper's side.
"Are you alright?" Geno whispered.
Reaper shook his head. His small moment of stubbornness had faded into utter terror. Covering his face with his one remaining hand, he began to quietly sob. Geno took in a sharp breath, before removing his scarf and wrapping it around what remained of Reaper's left arm in order to stop the bleeding.
Geno bent over Reaper, placing his foreskull against the other's chest and clutching his cloak tightly. "Thank you for trying to save me..."
"It's..." Reaper hiccuped. "N-No problem..." His crying continued.
There was the sound of footsteps in the darkness. Butcher stared out into the shadows, a brow raised.
"Who's there?"
Suddenly a wave of bones shot out at Butcher. Butcher yelped and retreated behind one of her torture contraptions. Blueberry and Outer charged out of the darkness.
"Reaper! Geno! Cross!" Outer yelled.
"Over here!" Geno waved at the two. "Cross is unconscious and Reaper can't stand!"
While Blueberry distracted Butcher, Outer worked on unlocking the cage. He broke the lock with a well-placed bone and swung open the door. He took Cross, and Geno managed to pick up Reaper with much effort.
"I'll catch up with you guys! Go!" Blueberry ordered.
Outer and Geno ran as fast as they could, heading straight to the exit. Butcher let out a frustrated cry and risked leaving her cover to throw a cleaver at them. Her shoulder was impaled by a bone and her cleaver missed the fleeing skeletons. Quickly, Blueberry trapped Butcher in a cage of blue bones and joined the other four in their escape.
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