Ink POV
I hate to do it... I went with my gut, and pushed Dream back. He was surprised.
"Ink..." Dream looked aime in the eye, scared, sad, mostly guilty though.
I told Nightmare and the others to go home. I summoned my brush.
"I'm sorry Dream. This war ends today." I told him.
Blue ran. Dreams theme played, and the battle began.
Error was next to me in a quick second.
"You aren't fighting this alone." He said.
  Killer also joined.
  Blue came back with Frisk.
  "Ink what are you doing!?" They asked.
  "I'm sick of fighting." I answered.
  Dream took the first hit. I dodged it and swiftly kicked him back. He lost more than half his hp. He punched me, knocking me back and taking half my hp.
I got up but Error had Dream in strings and Killer had his knife ready.
   Frisk and Blue stopped them. It took an hour but I somehow convinced everyone to stop. With Frisks help of course.
  I told Dream what was gonna happen and surprisingly he didn't fight it.
  I went home and to my cell. It was cold but fuck it I need to be alone right now.