The eight of them (Ink, Cross, Dream, Reaper, Dust, Horror, Killer, and Lust) hatched the perfect plan. Nightmare, Error, and Geno stood and watched, annoyed. Though, Ink could tell his boyfriend wanted to be a part of this. Today was the day they'd finally get revenge on Blue. Maybe he'd die, maybe he wouldn't. When they discussed this, Dust agreed that he was perfectly okay with being single. In fact, he said he couldn't wait to be in a relationship with someone who he knew he could trust... maybe that was a bad thing. Ink didn't know a ton about relationships, but wasn't trust a key component? 

No, that couldn't be true. None of them seemed to trust their partner, Dream and Cross being the exception. Well, maybe Horror and Lust trusted each other. But Ink sure as hell didn't trust Error, Error didn't trust anyone, and Nightmare also didn't trust anyone. Dang, maybe it was their friend group that was the problem. Maybe it was normal for people to trust each other. No, that couldn't be right. 

Whatever, whether or not there was a problem with Dust and Blue's relationship, Ink was still going through with this plan. In fact, most of them would- Ink shook his skull. 

"Okay, so, everyone know what they're doing?" The seven cooperating nodded, while the three judgmental assholes rolled their eyes. 

"You know, this is going to backfire, and when it does, it's going to be hilarious." Killer shoved Nightmare's skull, which Ink snickered at. 

"You know, even if this does backfire, it's one person against eight people. It'll never work in his favor." Ink spotted Blue walking out of his cooking class. 

"Everyone shut up it's time." Dream nodded as he stepped into the hallway, executing phase one of their plan. "Okay, Dream is in position, is the trap ready?" When Ink looked back, Dust and Killer nodded at the same time. 

"Ready." 

"Great. Now, in three, two, one-" Dust and Killer ran to either side of the hall, holding the rope tight. It was  nearly impossible to see, but Ink knew it was there. "Great, phase two, done. Cross, your time to shine." Cross walked up behind Dream and whispered something in his ear, no doubt that they were ready. Dream beamed and grabbed Blue's hand, running towards them. "Great, now, Reaper, you know what you're doing?" Reaper gave a thumbs up, tripping Dream just in time. It gave Blue the extra boost, which knocked him into the rope. He turned to them, confused. 

"Wha-" 

"Horror, now." Horror dumped a bucket of blue paint over his head, Lust unfolding the banner that said cheater. Ink snickered as he took a selfie. "Oh, look, guess what Blue? Everyone believed me when I told them the truth. Guess who doesn't have an alibi now." Blue scolded Ink, who only laughed and pointed at him. 

"You know what Ink? I don't care. I don't care. In fact, it touches me that you went through all this trouble, just for 'lil 'ol me." Ink's eyes widened. 

"What? No! That's not what's happening!" Blue clicked his tongue. 

"Hmm, you sure? Because you did all of this for me. I feel so important right now. I would've never gone through all this trouble for you." Ink growled. 

"That's it. Dust, I'm sorry. You know, there are plenty of better options." And Ink charged. Blue dashed down the hall, and Ink followed him. "I am going to burn you alive. Whatever the most painful way to die is, that's the way you're dying." Blue turned around and clicked his tongue. 

"You're going to have to catch me first." Ink growled. 

"I am going to destroy you." Blue raised his eyebrows. 

"Oh, kinky." Ink stopped. 

"Ew, not like that. Pervert. You disgust me." 

"Hey, it ain't my fault that your boyfriend can't satisfy your gross needs." Ink squirmed. 

"Ew gross stop talking." 

"Oh, you want to know what you're into? I know exactly what you're into. And it's-" 

"Stop! I am not into anything. This whole conversation was supposed to be about me talking about how I'm going to kill you, and you went and made it into something super inappropriate." Blue started snickering. 

"Ha! I knew you would get like that. Just like your boyfriend."  Ink crossed his arms. 

"At least I have a boyfriend and our relationship is based on mutual interest and trust, unlike yours." Blue scoffed. 

"Pft, you think I care if Dust trusts me?" Wow. That took a dark turn. "Please. You're pathetic. I don't care if he trusts me. In fact, it's probably best that he doesn't. You know, since I'm a cheater and all." Ink dragged his hand down his face. 

"You know what? I don't care. Our friendship has expired. You and me? Never. Talking. Again." And Ink walked away. 

"Hey, we still on for the movies tomorrow?" Ink sighed and gave Blue a thumbs up, before continuing to walk away. 

Error watched as a teacher approached, and everything went to shit. The first to get in trouble was Killer, because, well, he's the most believable to do something like this. But, then he started pointing fingers. The first person he pointed at was Cross, who, proceeded to point at Nightmare, because duh. Nightmare then started laughing and accused everyone except for himself. So, now, there were a bunch of people sitting in detention. Error didn't think it was fair. Ink was the one who came up with the whole plan, he should be the one in here. But instead, he was who knows where doing who knows what. Error pulled out his phone and texted him. 

You:

Heyyyyyyyy wtf Ink?????

Squid:

What happened? lol I'm in the dorm

You:

All of us are in detention 😡 

Squid:

🤷

You:

did you just send me a shrug emoji?

Squid:

🤷

You:

🤦

Squid:

*gasp* HOW FUCKING DARE YOU

You:

*infinite eye roll*

Squid:

You know what, I get it. You're emotional because you're in detention and I'm not. Well, don't project your insecurities onto me.

You:

Ugh whatever

Error turned his phone off. He sighed and looked at Nightmare. Who, was only in the room to gloat. 

"Brother, tell them it was an accident. We were... trying to do something for our friend, who struggles mentally." Dust nodded. 

"Yeah, it's true. I mean, you all know. So, it's totally a believable story." Nightmare looked disgusted. 

"You know what? It's really low of you to use your struggles to get out of detention. But, I've gone lower." 

"Yeah, on Kill-" 

"Don't you dare finish that sentence or I will murder you in the most unbelievably painful way possible." Killer nodded. 

"Yeah. I mean, it's never gonna happen." Dust blinked, then shook his head. Error rolled his eyes, before shoving a chair into the back of Killer's skull. 

"Oops. Looks like he's hurt. We better rush him to the hospital as fast as we can." Dust gave Error a thumbs up, but he only rolled his eyes. They all walked out, and Error walked to his dorm. Ink was there, waiting for him. 

"Oh, I thought you were annoyed?" Ink shrugged. 

"I'm bored. You know what would be fun? A-" 

"No." Ink pouted. 

"Aw, but come on. You haven't even tried it." 

"I don't need to." Ink rolled his eyes. 

"Ah, come on Error. Don't be mad at me." Error sighed and plopped down on the bed. 

"You know, you could've just let Blue run off. You didn't have to start chasing him. You did pour a bottle of paint on his head." Ink crossed his arms. 

"Yeah, well, it wasn't enough. He was still being a cocky little piece of shit." Error put his arm around Ink, which made him shut up. 

"Well, you still could've." Error couldn't stop smirking, because he knew when he did this, Ink was speechless. 

"I hate you, and everyone else on this planet." Error nodded. 

"Me too." 

Cross laughed as Killer slowly opened his eyes. 

"Where am I?" 

"Heaven." Killer sighed and fell back onto the bed. 

"I knew I'd make it here. I've been such a good kid. You know, when the rest of my friend group is rotting in hell, Imma laugh at them." Cross lowered his eyes. 

"Wow. You're such a great friend." Killer shot up, eyes wide. 

"Hey! You're the one who said I was in heaven." 

"As a joke, you idiot." Dream grabbed Cross' hand, which Cross smiled at. 

"Hey, it's okay. You don't have to get mad. Killer's just..." 

"I'm just what?" Cross glared at the small skeleton. 

"You know what? Your boyfriend is just outside." Cross opened the door and Nightmare walked in. But Nightmare wasn't... Nightmare? He looked how he used to look. Before the... accident. 

"...Brother?" 

"I'm going to kill Error, and then I'm going to bring him back to life so I can kill him again, then bring him back to life and ask him what the hell he was thinking."  Killer smiled. 

"Aww, was Nighty worried about me?" Nightmare scolded him. 

"No I was not worried about you. In fact, you should get a little more rest-" 

"No. I'm not tired. Now, just admit you were worried about me." Nightmare sighed. 

"Fine. I was a little, tinnie bit worried about you. But not because I, like, care or anything." Killer smirked. 

"Mhm." Dream cleared his throat. 

"Um, brother, what?" Nightmare looked at Dream, annoyed. 

"What?" 

"Your... body?" Nightmare looked down at himself, his eyes widening in panic for a full millisecond. 

"Oh, right. Well, I guess you might as well know." Cross blinked. 

"Know what? That you did some weird witch thing and turned back to normal?" Nightmare glared at him. 

"No. Apparently, I've never felt strong emotions before." 

"Well, I mean, I'm surprised you've felt emotions." Nightmare started to growl. "Okay okay, keep going." 

"Well, apparently, when I feel a strong emotion, this happens. I'm trying to learn to control it, but-" Dream jumped on his brother, hugging him. Nightmare's eyes were wide. 

"Oh, this is great! How long have you-" 

"Hey, isn't this supposed to be about me? I'm the one who just woke up." Nightmare rolled his eyes. 

"You know what Killer? Not everything is about you." Killer gasped. 

"You take that back!" 

"No. Now, go back to sleep before I make you pass out again." 

Hi. I am back. Ink is canonically asexual, so yeah... anyway, I hope you enjoy this and the new year coming up. Also, thank you V340U_6043 for giving me the idea with Blue. I loved it, and if you guys have anymore great ideas, I'd love to know. Anyway, stay warm, and don't do anything stupid.