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Chapter 4

Error turned his attention from the Cross Grape back to his blue friend. He couldn't think of anything to say, especially since he had kidnapped Blueberry in the past. So instead, he plotted. Orange didn't trust him for beans, with Error was fine with, but he owed it to the brothers to help them. Well, mostly Blue, but he should probably save Swap Paps anyway. Maybe he'd feel a bit better about himself if he did...

While Error was lost in thought, he didn't notice Ink coming up next to him. "You're planning something," the artist stated accusingly. Error flinched and steped away. They two never stood that close unless they were trying to kill each other, and Ink seemed to be thinking the same thing as he had an odd look on his emotionless face. "What are you up to?" Error rolled his eye lights. "Wh47 d0 Y0U 7h1nk, 5qu1d?" he scoffed. Ink glared at him. Then he gave a shit-eating grin that neither thought would be possible for the soulless artist to make. "You're not thinking what I think your thinking, are you?" Ink said mischievously. Error looked at him suspiciously out of the corner of his eye socket. "You are!" Ink exclaimed. "Oh my Creators, I can't believe you-" Then he blinked. A look of annoyance replaced his confused one. "DaRN my shiZZy memory!"

His censored words reminded Error that a certain parasite was still in the vicinity. He spotted Fresh sneaking up behind Cross, who was lost in space. Error tensed, about to tie up the 90s nightmare, when Cross suddenly snapped to attention and spun around, summoning his knife. "OH HECK NO! GET THE HECK AWAY FROM ME, YOU FRICKEN PARASITE!" Fresh jumped back and raised his hands in surrender. "Chill, bruh. I was just-Whoa!" Cross swung his knife at him, missing by an inch. Fresh quickly poofed out of there, leaving Cross to swear at empty space. Ink and Error looked at each other and, for the first time, shared a laugh.

"What did Papy ever do to him?" Blue cried into Dream's shoulder, who held him as tears fell down his skull. Dream said nothing, and instead rubbed small circles in his back. Nightmare was known to take hostages on occasion, but he had never kidnapped anyone from UnderSwap. Usually, his victims were Sanses like Outer, Dance, or Sci; Sanses who aren't involved in their problems. Of course, he knew that Nightmare probably wanted to stir up negativity within him, so he tried to push his greif away. 'It's not like Nightmare's going to hurt him,' he thought. 'He needs Papy alive so he can bait us into rescuing him.' Which, naturally, means Blue's going to rescue his brother. He was pulled out of his thoughts by someone shouting, "Shut UP, Chara!" Blue turned to see Cross's face turning purple. Under normal circumstances, this would've made Blue laugh. Now, though, it just made him wish he could share the others's amusement.

He looked back at his house and tried to think of positive things. Like tacos! And the Christmas part Geno threw for everyone where he spiked the eggnog, and that one time Papy- Oops. Now he was sad again. "I'm going inside," he muttered to Dream. "Do you want me to come with you?" Blue shook his head. "No, I want to be alone right now. But thank you."

Once inside, Blue closed the door with a soft 'click'. He took a deep breath, and told himself to get his act together. He needed to prepare. "Where did I hide my flamethrowers?" He muttered to himself.

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Randomness with the author :P

Ok so for some reason while I was writing the scene with Cross and Fresh I started thinking of Bleach. No, not the crap that you use when you've seen too much; I mean the anime. And I can't believe it took me so long to connect Cross and Ichigo. Seriously; they both have giant swords that look like knives, and they both have someone else in their heads.

Coincidence? I think not!

Lol it probably is a coincidence don't mind me~

Sorry the chapter was so short. I've been meaning to get it out for a long time, and it seemed like a good place to end it. 

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