minereader01134 (wanted a fanfic) (lol) 

@superpigdreams

My newest OTP alternative name for this Superpigdreams now hates me (lol)

He hated this. Absolutely loathed this. The idea of him being in love with someone. Please he has better things to do then fall in love and with her of all people.

Creeps and 56 were absurd if they thought that he Purple Vacktor known by his nickname of Cynical Rage, the man who murdered his sister in cold blood could ever be in love.

Dreams herself was just as angry with Creeps and 56 as he was. There was no way that she could ever feel any kind of attraction to Purple.

And now here they both were handcuffed together. Together. Just because they are currently hand cuffed together does NOT mean they are together.

They were forced to be tied together by 56. The two of them both sweating revenge on Creeps and 56 for handcuffing them both together and attempting to ship the two of them.

Creeps and 56 left so they could "bond" or something and have their love sprout into something wonderful.

Right now it was quiet both Purple and Dreams were sitting with their backs to each other refusing to look each other in the eye or to even look at each other. They, however, realized they weren't getting out of this situation easily. If it took playing nice to get them real asked then they'd both just have to begrudgingly fake a "friendship" or at the very least try to stop killing each other. They tired to kill each other for at least three hours before they realized how futile it was. However, neither one of them was interested in "polite" conversation at least at the moment.

Purple growled under his breath. "Oh just give it a rest already. It's pointless my sister and 56 have decided to keep us trapped here so we can fall in love or something stu stupid." Dreams said.

Purple snapped at her. "You think I don't know that?" He asked. Did Dreams think he was stupid he knew why they were handcuffed.

"Well sometimes you don't act as smart as you claim!" Dreams yelled at him.

"Please we're in this mess because of you!" Purple said accusing her.

"Me? Ha that's real funny. I'm the problem!" Dreams said in disbelief.

"Yes, you are. You even just admitted it." Purple said smirking.

She wanted to kill him. How dare he make her look stupid. Who does he think he is? Ugh!

"So how am I the problem?" Dreams asked.

"You're a shipper. Your sister probably thought it would be fun to turn the tables on you." Purple said as if he was stating the obvious.

"Oh please. The only reason I'm handcuffed to you is because you can't stop killing people." Dreams said.

"You don't even know how many people I've killed." Purple said.

"You literally told people you followed Flowey's model on "in this world it's kill or be killed" and admitted to mind controlling your siblings." Dreams said.

"Oh and like your any better. Your the one who said "insanity is a matter of perspective honey."" Purple said.

"Well it is." Dreams said.

"Whatever." Purple said. He started thinking about that quote it reminded him of someone. And he couldn't stop thinking about that quote.

The two then sat there in silence for awhile. Both thinking about things. Plans of revenge? Attempts to murder each other? Deciding if hacking into Creeps or 56's Wattpad account was a good idea for revenge or not?

I mean Dreams did tackle hug him and refuse to move off of him. Did she do that because she actually liked him? Him a cold blooded killer? He murdered his sister who everyone said was the sweetest and most innocent little angel ever or whatever the heck they think of Magenta as.

No love that couldn't be it. She hates him. He bit her and turned her into a freaking dinosaur mutant. Who would love someone after they are forcibly changed into something? No one unless their crazy. Crazy in love that is. Oh for goodness sake Purple was starting to lose it. Those idiotic thoughts from Creeps and 56 were ruining his mind. And he would not stand for it. He felt rage build up inside him.

Dreams started thinking to herself. I mean she did jump on Purple and tackle hug him. And he didn't immediately attempt to chop her in half with a battle axe or anything. Maybe, just maybe he liked her. No that's crazy. She was a shipper not a shippe. Her sister and crazy 56 must be implanting their disgusting ideas into her head, besides she's nice to Blue and Purple hates everyone in his family that kind of ship wouldn't work. Thinking of Purple and his family made her realize how mad she was at Creeps.

"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" Purple screamed.

"SAME!" Dreams yelled.

They both started trying to escape the handcuffs by tugging at them, biting at them, attempting to use their powers to destroy the handcuffs. It was chaotic the two of them. They looked rabid animals trying to break free. "It's made out of magic!" Purple yelled.

"Yeah. Obviously some kind of Wattpad Magic!" Dreams yelled back.

"How dare they think they can contain me I killed Magenta!" Purple said bitterly.

"Yeah. You keep saying that." Dreams replied. Purple just glared at her.

Purple and Dreams sat back again exhausted from their outbursts and attempts to escape the handcuffs. This was killing them, being handcuffed to such a psychotic idiot. They knew there was only one way of here pretending. If they could just pretend to get along for a couple of painstakingly long minutes they'd be free and then they could kill Creeps and 56. Separately of course. They still didn't like or even love each other and they never would.

"Maybe if we try to "play nice." Dreams said.

"They'll let us out." Purple said finishing her sentence. She was about to slap him from interrupting her, but realized playing nice was the right way to go.

"Finishing sentences is a sign of friendship." She said gritting her teeth. Saying that was like steeping on Legos barefoot and not screaming in horrific pain.

Purple realized what she was doing and reluctantly joined her. "Yes it is." He said wanting to drink a bottle of poison or something to put him out of his misery.

They both sat there in an awkward silence unsure of how to make "polite" conversation with each other.

"I hate Creeps and 56." Purple muttered under his breath.

"Trust me, I'm with you on that." Dreams replied.

"I mean who does 56 think she is." Purple replied.

"I don't she just thinks she can do whatever she wants, the same goes for Creeps." Dreams replied.

"Their both just so stupid!" Purple yelled in agony.

"Duh. They think we like each other." Dreams said refusing to use the love word. She was never going to say that out loud.

"They think they're going to get away with this." Purple said.

"Ha." Dreams said with a chuckle. "No one gets away with messing with me. I'll throw knifes at them." Dreams said.

"Is that your preferred way of killing?" Purple asked. It's not like he was asking to be polite he just wanted to tell her how ridiculous of a plan throwing knives at people was.

Dreams was detecting a bit of pride in Purple's voice. "Like stabbing people's any better." Dreams replied.

"It most certainly is. Sneaking up behind someone and literally back stabbing them is great they don't have a chance to run away or dodge." Purple said.

Dreams didn't like what he said. He had a point. A small point. People like Purple were able to dodge a bunch of knives and even break some of them, but the people she attacked weren't like Purple so his point wasn't a real valid one.

"If you stab someone they could turn around and see it coming, and you would have trouble running away since your so close to people. I mean when you killed your sister in Roommates you did it in a room with seven other people, and then got locked in a containment room." Dreams replied. If Purple was going to criticize her she'd criticize right back.

"That was a one time thing. Besides how do you know if it wasn't my plan to get locked into a cage. You don't do you?" Purple questioned. Dreams rolled her eyes. Getting locked up on purpose seemed pretty stupid if you'd ask her.

"How did you manage to break and dodge so many knives?" Dreams asked. It had to be an illusion no one was more powerful than she was.

"I'm magic or could you not figure that out." Purple said swishing his tail back and forth so she could realize how pathetic that question was.

"I know that. One would have to be as stupid as Creeps or 56 to not realize that." Dreams said.

"They really are stupid aren't they?" Purple asked. At least someone else could see how stupid they were.

"Yep. I have stories of Creeps doing plenty of dumb things." Dreams said.

"Oh yeah and 56 well she's the creator of this universe, and I know everyone about her." Purple said.

They both sat there for a moment thinking. Maybe getting along wouldn't be so bad. I said so bad. I never said good, fun, or easy. Just not that bad.

The two of them then told stories of how irritating Creeps and 56 could be at times. It was educational for the both of them. They got to learn secrets about 56 and Creeps that would be helpful in murdering them.

"If we both work together we." Purple said.

"We could murder them." Dreams said interrupting him. Ha payback for earlier.

"I know Creeps the best so I'll be in charge of demise." Dreams said wickedly.

"And 56 has got to have a few weakness." Purple said.

They both were delighted with their plan of course Dreams did all the work. She knew it was her she just had to lug Purple with her as she completed her plan.

Purple knows he did all the work and their plan was perfect. Creeps and 56 would fall for it for sure, and they'd manage to get these hand cuffs off of them at the same time. Killing two birds with one stone.

They both stood up knowing that freedom and revenge was in their reach they just needed to work together, and for some strange reason working together didn't seem like it would be that bad.

I mean Dreams did call him honey. "Insanity is a matter of perspective honey." Oh no what the nether is happening to him. She just called him that to annoy him right? Right? Of course she did, but Purple still couldn't help wonder....

(56Minecraft and Creeps are not stupid this is just written from the perspective of Purple and Dream's thoughts about 56 and Creeps at the moment)

(Also I know this wasn't that good, but hey it's my first sort of "ship" fanfic I guess)

(Maybe I'll make a squeal if Dreams doesn't kill me first)

(Bet you thought I was kidding when I said I'll make a fanfic, but I did)

(Also I think Purple Dreamer is a good ship name)