Your P.O.V. (Finally!!)

Ink teleported you all to his house. Or Dream's house, whatever. They had made a quick habit of calling you 'KC', because your name was long too long or something. Well, except for Blueprint. He called you K-Code. You didn't mind, he was the only one allowed to use it though. Anyways, Blueberry, Pallet and Blueprint gave you a tour of the house. Brazy was watching T.V., while Dream had pulled Ink aside and was talking to him in the kitchen. "Wait!" Blueberry said out of nowhere. "Where will you sleep?" You looked up at him and asked a question that left them all majorly confused. "What is sleep?" They starred at you for a few seconds and then at each other. Then Blueprint started giggling. It calmed you, you didn't like it when they starred. You decided to go find Ink.

Ink's P.O.V.

Dream pulled me into the kitchen as Blue, Pallet and Print showed KC around. "Ink, I need to talk to you. Its...really important," he said with a troubled look. I sat at the table, "Ask away," I said. He thought for a moment before he spoke. "It's about KC. When she first appeared-how do I say this? ...-didn't feel anything? Ya, that's right. I didn't feel anything within her, until she caught that knife." This got my attention, "What? What was it?" He took in a slow breath, "Satisfaction, amusement, confidence. Like she was trying to hold back a smile...," he trailed off. 'What if she has parts of the Antis in her? She could be dangerous! What if she's just like them?' I thought a little panicked. Dream continued, "It wasn't very strong, though. Her first real reaction was to Print. After that her feelings have been pretty much normal." 'Thank Asgore for that.' "But, Ink, do you have any idea why she was like that in the first place?" I had been dreading that question.

I knew exactly why, it was me. My not having a soul. My past emotionless state. "Don't know, maybe the magic took a little bit to complete her development," I put on my best 'guess so' smile and shrugged. He still didn't seem convinced, "What about her amusement when she caught the knife, though?" I was expecting this question and I already had an answer. "Nightmare's face! His jaw was practically on the floor!" I giggled. I had always been good at thinking of excuses on the spot (really). He seemed to be satisfied and dropped the subject. "I guess your right. I haven't seem Nightmare so surprised in years!" he laughed. We walked out of the kitchen and sat next to Brazy on the couch. He wasn't super lazy, but definitely the laziest out of the rest of us. A few minutes later, KC hopped down stairs with Print and Pallet behind her.

"Hey guys," I greeted, "Where's Blue?" "Who's Blue? Is that Blueberry's nickname?" KC asked. "Yes...," I responded. "Oh. Don't know, upstairs somewhere. He was wondering where I was gonna sleep, figured I'd ask you." I honestly hadn't thought of that. We didn't have any spare bedrooms. "I didn't think about that. You can sleep on the couch or on the floor in the boys' room until we figure something else out, I guess," I shrugged. 'Guess I'll have to extend the house for her to have a room...I'll do it tomorrow,' I planned to make another room for her, girls need their good ol' privacy. But, she seemed fine with that, "I'll sleep in their room, I guess." That's when Blue arrived downstairs. "Hey Blue, where ya been?" Dream asked before I could. Print chased KC up the stairs into presumably their room. "Paps called me. Said he wanted me to come home for now. Dream could you take me home?" Dream agreed and they left, I decided to make dinner. Chicken wraps sounded good enough. I turned on the radio to a top pop music station and got to work.

Blueprint's P.O.V.

K-Code ran upstairs and I chased her into my room. "I think I'll sleep here," she said, pointing to a spot on the floor. "Do you want some blankets? I think we have extra in the laundry room," I asked. I wasn't going to let her sleep on the floor without blankets. "Nah. I actually want to try something." She sat on the ground and started to draw and outline of something with her fingers. The color seemingly came out of her finger. I was very intrigued, so I sat and watched. She colored the inside to be dark purple fading to white in the middle and to a teal green on the other side. I was so fascinated, that I didn't think about how much trouble we would be in if this was ordinary paint. When she was done painting, she grabbed the edge of it and moved it to make a ripple. Like when you lift it then pull it down to make a ripple through it. The paint turned into a blanket as the ripple of air moved through it. Now, it lay there on the floor, looking super soft. "Whoa...how did you do that?!?" I asked, excitement flowing through my body. She shrugged, "Don't know, just...had a hunch?" The blanket was big enough to fully cover two adults, and was fluffier than it looked.

She decided to make a pillow, too. It was pretty small, about the size of a decorative pillow people put on their couches. And it was a lavender purple. She made them into a comfy looking spot on the floor. "Let's go downstairs," I said after a few minutes, "I want to tell Ink what you did!" She nodded and stood up. "Sounds good!" she said grabbing my hand and practically dragging me down the stairs. Ink was in the kitchen listening to the radio, so we went it there. Ink was at the stove, making dinner. The song Just Dance was on the radio. "What's this?" KC asked. 'That's right,' I remembered, 'she's never heard music before. So many new experiences.' "It's called music," I explained, "people listen to it for entertainment. People sing, dance and make the beat." "I like music," she was closely listening to it. Dream stepped into the kitchen through a portal. "I see someone discovered music!"

Sry it took so long to come out! I wuz having phone problems the past few weeks. Hope u guys r enjoying. Bye!