(A/N before we start; this is a Cream chapter, not into that stuff and just want me to get to the fuckin climax already and want more info on Carlese? Well you gotta wait!)

Dream

I wake from the dreamless sleep I had. I've been experiencing nightmares, so tonight I decided to go dreamless... ironic how a guy named Dream has nightmares, huh?

I feel bad. My wounds have healed up, and I was glad to help Error get Ink back but... it's been weeks... they haven't returned.

I hope for the best, due to my recovery, I had to heal Blue up, it always tires me out, but I do it anyways. I tell jokes and make Blue feel happy, yet I don't know why I'm like this.

I want Ink back, I was a total asshole and lost the person I thought I loved and possibly a best friend...

Ink would probably only come back for Blue, ignoring me because of how much I was a jerk to him...

I planned for us to have children, and live happy lives together but my stupidity blinded me from the fact it would have never worked out...

Ink looked so heartbroken as he left... when I saw him again... he looked like he had cried for hours...

Looking back on it now, we should have stayed friends. The love thing was a trick of my own thoughts, it weighed us all down, Blue the most.

I know Blue has a crush on Fell, sometimes after the battle, Blue goes to try to heal Fell and Error.

Error, I understand, they're best friends after all, even if I don't think they should be, but Fell... it was so strange.

Blue's face lived up to his name at the mention of Fell, so I guess he does.

I feel bad for Blue though...

Me and Ink put him through a year of hell and he slowly became distant. He only talked with Error, Ink found out about it and was about ready to beat the living hell out of Error.

But then Blue stopped him, like the pacifist he his.

Ink sat and listened, soon feeling bad for Error.

Soon after Ink was told Error had been depressed for a reason he refused to tell Ink, Error went missing.

I thought he died, most likely by suicide, but Ink and Blue refused to believe it.

I didn't really care if Error was dead or not, due to a similar issue I had when I was younger and probably today.

I probably fell for Ink because I was lonely.

It wasn't even Love it was... a test.

Lately I've been taking long walks through the universes, seeing everything I loved yet being deep in thought with guilt.

And then I bumped into somebody.

"Oof!" We both said in unison, I rubbed my skull and looked up.

It was the fluffy Oreo himself, Cross. Holding out his hand to help me up.

I reluctantly grabbed onto it, praying it wasn't a trick.

And it wasn't.

"Sorry! Didn't mean to bump int- Dream?" Cross asked, I just stood there, laughing nervously. "Hiiiii... heheh..." I replied, hoping he wouldn't do anything irrational or violent. "It's good to see you, we should catch up on some things!" Cross then replied, catching me a little off guard. "O-oh- sure!" I exclaimed cheerfully.

Turns out Error hasn't shown up either. I suggest he may be dead but Cross disagreed. "Error's to smart for that, he wouldn't face that... thing head on, he would probably try and find a way around it." Cross explained, I nodded along.

He's a really nice guy, I hope we get to talk more often.

Cross

I did it! I finally talked to Dream! I felt my soul flutter at the thought. I know I can never tell anybody about this, especially Nightmare. I remember having a crush on Nightmare... well that is until he tried to kill me... twice...

Chara has just been cooing in my head.

"Hey, jackass, you there? Dream is still talking... JACKASS! OREO COW ARE YOU ALIVE?!"

I snapped back, Dream was midway through a story about Blue and Dream pulling a prank on Ink by taking his paintbrush away for a few hours.

"... We planned that we'd do it for the entire day but uh... Ink started getting violent... So we gave it back and he snuggled the brush for at least 3 hours and still doesn't trust us touching his brush now! Hahahaha!" Dream explained, I snickered, Ink loves that Paintbrush huh?

"Looks like Error's got a rival~" Chara snickered, I nearly bursted out laughing. I hated Chara, but sometimes he's hilarious.

"Oh I've got to tell you about this one time Error got tangled up in his strings!" I replied, trying to continue the conversation. (oof help idk what I'm doing)

"Oh do tell!" Dream said, smirking, still somehow looking innocent. I chucked.

"Well, Error was knitting with his strings in the room we have for him that he never uses and was laying in a hammock of strings, I was chilling with him because Nightmare and Killer were fighting over something and Dust and Horror were arguing on what the best weapon was, so I was hanging out with Error to ignore the drama.

Error's strings suddenly get stuck around his fingers and he just looks confused and I look at him confused, and then when he was trying to untangle it, the strings just got more tangled.

long story short Error ended up in a cocoon and we had to cut the strings to get him out, he hates it when I bring this up!"

Dream began to start laughing, his beautiful cheery innocent laugh.

"I hope they both are alright, I mean- nobody has seen them ever since... well Error went to rescue Ink." Dream started, before being cut off by a shady looking figure.

"I know where they are. Oof, follow me, I'm using up my anon powers, so CHOP CHOP MOTHA FUCKA!" The figure replied, the voice was deep, but female, she had a bit of a southern ascent, and seemed funny (Incorrect assumption) before we could react, the girl latched onto my and Dream's hands and dragged us through the portal.

We ended up in a normal looking house, and there, there was Ink and Error talking to some white as fuck angel wolf thing. Everybody glanced at me and Dream, Ink waved awkwardly and Error just stared.

The angel sighed and was the first to speak up, "Let's get something straight, I'm N O T an angel, refer to me as angel I will snap your FUCKING NECK and use your head/dust AS A TROPHY. GOT IT?"

I nodded, half serious.

"Lets get something else straight..." Ink started, "I'm not."

Everyone laughed, the one who basically kidnapped us looked like they were loosing it, she took off her cloak to reveal her orange hair and furry self.

She slid some paper to Mittens and they gave eachother... a look

"Da fak?" Chara asked

I shrugged, and got up just to sit back down on the couch next to Ink. His paintbrush was across the room. I wonder... >:3

"Cross no-"

Cross yes >:3

I got up again and picked up the broom stick, Ink looked at me, confused. I then dashed of, Deja Vu music playing in the background.

"Hey!" Ink yelled and ran after me, Error just stared like 'wtf is going on I didn't sign up for this shit-'

Ink tackled me, grabbing his Broom and taking it to the couch and snuggling it.

"Is that a look of jealousy I see from Error?~" Chara pointed out, I just giggled

I sat on the couch again, next to Dream, Ink giving me a glare of death

Like damn, that glare can make Reaper look bad.

Hoi

I changed the name because I didn't like it that much, so yeah, this story is now known as 'A Glitchy Masterpiece'!

Here, have some Cream and shit :D

Hope you liked this rush hour chapter, I'm going through a slight writers block but I'll manage.

Also, thanks for over 500 reads! :3

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