I was woken up at three a.m. by my phone binging. I check it to see who texted me.

It wasn't a text. It was a message from social media.

I didn't recognize the username, but I recognized the typing style.

Triangulidiot; HI! IT'S ME, BILL! THE NEON BLOND FROM CLASS? ANYWAYS, I'M INVITING YOU TO A GROUP CHAT! SEE YOU THERE!

I smile at Bill's message. Of course he'd insist on typing with caps lock on.

There was a new message, this time, from Sans.

c.omedian; hey, its sans. so, if you wanna join the chat, maybe change ur username, so it'll fit with the rest of us. incorporate tweaker in, somehow.

I do so, with my username becoming TweakerSupreme.

I enter the chat.

NoBad_JustBubbles; hi, everyone! I'm mapleshade! I wanted to ask you if you wanted to maybe do a sleepover at my house? I'll see you there if you can!

Immediately I send out my message.

TweakerSupreme; Hey, it's Springtrap. So where's ur house? I may come, but idk.

Crescent_Parasite; I know. It's at 7865 Fox Avenue. I could drive you there.

c.omedian; hey, bubbles, can you take me? or sam, or bill, whoever.

TweakerSupreme; I can take u, I have a motorcycle.

c.omedian; thx, bro.

I click off my phone and roll over to go back to sleep, when a new message pops up.

NoBad_JustBubbles; now?

I stare at the message for a few seconds. Now? At three in the morning?

I slip out the window and head to the garage, grabbing my motorcycle and silently getting away.

When I arrive at her house, I'm shocked to find Sans already here, with a dazed Bill at his side.

We go in.

Mapleshade and Sammy are standing in a circle around a pentagram drawn in five colors: red, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Mapleshade stands at the purple end of the pentagram while Sammy takes yellow. Both of them hold a candle corresponding to their points on the star. On the red, blue and green points, there are red, blue and green candles.

The lights were shut off. Something's not right.

"I bet you're wondering why I've got you here." Sammy says. "Bill, take red. Sans, you get blue. And Spring, take green.

I stand on my point of the pentagram and take the green candle.

Sammy starts to sing softly. A cold breeze sweeps through the room. My candle starts glowing green- no, I'm glowing green. Energy floods my veins.

A cold blast emanating from the center of the pentagram blasts us apart.

Did it work? Sammy's melody pierces my thoughts.

What was that?

A binding spell. It's intentions were to bind us all together for protection, but...

But what?

I think I bound us to each other and the elements themselves.

That can't be good.

"Spring?" Mapleshade asked.

"I'm fine" to which she replied,

"The plants..."

I look down, and all around my hand, a bunch of grass sprouted up from the tile and encircled my hand.

"Sammy, what have you done?"