Discordian buddies, you creep into my stories. enjoy

"Please insert money"

Error paused and inserted G into the machine.

"System only Takes Money, Please remove item"

He removed the G and stared at it, this.. was money right?

"What are you doing Error?" Blue asked walking over, at the moment the duo were at the latest Peace Conference of the multiverse. So far, no peace had been seen.

But they had seen Nightmare get pissed off and throw Dream down a garbage chute.

"It won't take my G," he scowled at the vending machine.

"Please Insert Money."

"Huh..." Blue said thoughtfully.

Blue pulled out his G and inserted it, pressed it into the money opening and pressed on his desired snack food choice.

"Ching, Have a Nice and Shiny Great Day."

"Looks like its working to me," Blue said opening his package of raisins.

Error narrowed his eyes, and inserted G into the machine.

"AH-Choo!"

It spit the G back out, Blue dropped his food in shock.

"Its alive!" he screamed, pulled out his war hammer and slugged the machine.

Behind the monsters a group of human watched, a girl with a hair pin that looked like fiery feathers and another with a hedgehog plushy that looked like it was suppose to be fire themed. A third person peered around the corner snickering, with a pin that said 'Commentor' on it.

"Blue, its a machine," Error said in disbelief.

"No its the devil!" he screamed.

At that moment the front of the vending machine popped off, and a bird and a small electric rodent crawled out.

"Grrrr...." a wolf growled running down the hallway, the rat and bird fled away from the prank.

"See, the devil... evil Pikachus...." Blue hissed, muttering about his brothers pokemon obsession that lasted twenty resets.

Error wisely fled.