Ahahahahahahahah I'M BACK!!!!! And I'm in the process of writing the next chapter which will probably come out together, and EBP will come out tomorrow or on Friday~!

The bell rang dismissing the excited students as they all rushed out of their classrooms. Books were thrown into the air as their Summer vacation began. Dream carefully stored his Summer homework into his backpack; making sure no to crumble the delicate piece of paper. As Dream swung his backpack over his shoulder he heard footsteps making their way towards him. Thinking it was Ink he turned and gave a small smile only for the smile to disappear as soon as it came.

"Heya."

"...H-hi Killer.... what are you doing here?" Dream's mind was racing a hundred miles an hour as Killer finally reached his desk.

"Hmmm, nothing much. Just coming to say hello." Smiled Killer as Dream looked away from him.

"....." Dream wasn't buying that. There was no way Killer would come by just to say "hello" to him. Just what was Killer trying to gain from him? Killer towered over Dream that familiar smile on his face. Dream took a step back; wanting to keep his distance from him if he suddenly decided to do... anything.

"How's your brother Dream? Oh! My bad." Killer laughed as tears filled Dream's eyes. Why did Killer have to bring up his brother? Was The only thing Killer had better to do was harass him? He should've just left as soon as he had entered. Dream quickly wiped away his tears and looked up to face his harasser.

"Well... Killer. I hope you have a nice Summer. Goodbye..." Dream turned to leave only for Killer to pull him back. Dream struggled against the grip, but Killer kept his grip firm.

"Ahahaha.... I'm just joking. You don't have to leave so soon do you?" Killer asked his eyes filled with amusement at Dreams attempts to free himself. Dream nodded frantically his wrist was starting to hurt from the strain. Killer hummed in thought before smiling again a new idea in mind as he loosened his hold, but not entirely enough for Dream to slip him hand free himself from his captor.

"How about I walk you home." Dream stares at Killer in horror. Let him walk him home?! Of all that is holy he would rather die then let Killer walk him home. But Dream knew better... Killer wasn't asking. He was going to walk him home despite whatever his answer.

Looks like his plans with his friends would be put on hold for the time being.

"Well?" Killer interrupted Dreams line of thought as he waited for the others answer... well... not like his choices matter.

"... O-okay.....L-let's walk home....together....." Dream felt like throwing up as the sentence fell from him tongue(?) Dream smiled at the other; smile strain as Killer smiles back at him.

"Let me carry your backpack for you buddy." Killer reach out his hand waiting for Dream to give him the pastel backpack.

"N-no! I- I can carry it myself." Dream smiles once more at Killer.

"No I insist." Killer surprisingly enough gently parted the backpack away from Dream to his displeasure.

Suddenly the classroom door opened revealing Ink.

"Hey, Dream everyone's- what the fuc- Hello Killer." Ink snarled at the taller skeleton; his eyes changing to red crosses as Killer wrapped a arm around Dream's waist. Dream let out a surprised squeak as Killer pulled him close.

"Oh, Why hello Ink stain. It's nice to see you again." Killer smiles widely at Ink who glared back at the other.

"I could say the same Killer. What are you with Dream?" Ink growled as he took note of Dreams discomfort.

"Oh, nothing special. I was just about to walk to home." Killer looked down at the smaller skeleton by his side. "Isn't that right Dream?" Dream slowly nodded shooting a apologetic look at Ink.

"I'm sorry Ink..." Dream thought as Killer walked Dream out of the old classroom.

Ink glared at Killer as he left with a unwilling Dream by his side.

"That BASTARD!" Ink spun around to punch the wall.

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"Um... Ink?" Ink spun around to find Blue and the others looking at him in concern.

"What." Ink growled; his angry not completely out of his systems yet.

Blue fidgeted with his hands before tilting his head to the side in question.

"Where's Dream...?"

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"With that damn bastard."