2. Outer finds out about Dream's addictions and takes him to a doctor

3rd person pov

It was a normal day in Outertale. The birds were singing, the flowers were blooming, and on days like these... skeletons like Outer... couldn't wait to see his favourite skeleton other than his brother. Today, Outer decided he would surprise Dream and visit him with no notice. What could go wrong? Outer texted Ink to ask if he could come and get him. Ink came, and brought Outer to their house. Outer thanked Ink. He walked inside, and Ink lead Outer to Dream's room. For a moment, Outer thought he saw Ink cringe when he approached Dream's door.

"Uh... here's his room. Good luck-!"

Before Outer could say anything, Ink dashed into his room and locked the door.

'Huh... well that was weird...'

Outer thought. He knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again, this time louder. No answer. He took in a deep breath and entered. And what he saw... would give him nightmares for years to come. Dream was standing on his ceiling upside-down and T-posing, onion slices stuck between his bones, pineapples in his sockets dripping with juice down his skull and onto the floor, hair gel leaking out of his mouth and lipstick smeared all over his face with a huge smile to top it all off. Not to mention the lights in his room were off, so it made it way scarier. His gloves were on the floor, and so was his crown. He had a few tears in his cape.

"W-what the hell..."

Dream looked down at Outer, his neck cracking with each movement.

"HELLO OUTER..."

He sucked the pineapples into his skull, his smile growing larger. Outer stepped back a bit. Dream's eyes were empty, and dripping with pineapple juice. He then slid down the wall, all while keeping his feet connected to the wall. He lowered his arms, which made another loud cracking sound. Outer winced.

"I WANT TO EAT THE FLUFF BALLS OFF YOUR SWEATER... AHAHAHAHAHA!"

Outer screamed as Dream suddenly arched his back and started crawling towards Outer. Outer ran out of the room and ran down the stairs, Dream crawling after him like a spider.

"GIVE ME YOUR POM POMS!"

"NO!!"

Outer ran into the kitchen, Dream crawling after him. Dream made a hissing noise, and crawled closer to Outer.

"NOOOOOO!!"

BANG

...

Thud.

Dream fell to the ground. Without thinking, Outer had grabbed a pan and whacked Dream in the skull with it, knocking him out. Outer looked at Dream, still in shock. Ink walked down the stairs, and entered the kitchen. He looked at Dream, then at Outer.

"Blue and I have been living in fear of this creature for so long now. It's up to you to fix him Outer."

Ink then blipped away.

"W-wait-!"

Ink blipped back.

"What is it?"

Outer hesitated for a moment.

"Can you create some rope and take me somewhere with a doctor?"

Ink nodded and painted a portal and some rope. Outer tied Dream's arms together, then did the same with his legs. He then scooped Dream up and walked through. He landed at the front desk of the hospital in Medictale.

"Excuse me! I need a doctor ASAP..."

The lady at the front desk took one look at Dream and nodded. She lead him through the emergency room doors, and into a doctor's office. Surprised surprise, the Sans of Medictale was sitting at his desk, sipping a cup of tea. The lady clearled her throat, getting his attention. (I'm gonna call the Medictale Sans Med.)

"Med, it seems urgent..."

The lady glanced at Outer and Dream. Med's eyelights dilated as he looked at the guardian of positivity. He nodded and the lady walked off.

"You can put him there."

Med gestured to the table/ bed. (You know when you go to the doctor for a checkup, and the doctor tells you to lay on the table with the weird wax paper on it? I'm not sure what it's called. Agh frack I'll just call it a table.)
Outer laid Dream on the table, then sat in a chair beside the table.

"So uhh... can you tell me... what happened to him...?"

"I didn't actually see him do this, but when I walked into his room... he was upside- down on the ceiling, and he had pineapples sticking out of his eyesockets... and as you can see..."

Outer pointed to the onion rings stuck in Dream's bones, the lipstick smears on Dream's face, the hair gel dripping from his mouth, and the pineapple juice seeping from the guardian's eyes.

"This. All this. And his bones made loud cracking noises. And he suddenly leaned backwards, lifted his stomach in the air, and started crawling towards me, trying to eat my pom poms. So I whacked him in the head with a pan. He cornered me and I had no clue what to do!"

"Holy shit..."

Med walked up to Dream and examined him.

"Is he hostile?"

"I'm not sure... does chasing me and trying to eat my pom poms count?"

"Hmmm... I'm gonna wake him up."

Med untied Dream, walked over to a cabinet, grabbed some salt and put it under Dream's nose hole. Dream sniffed it and shot up. Med jumped backwards.

"SALT..."

Dream said in a demonic voice. He started to giggle, a crazy expression on his face.

"Oh. Shit. He's gone mad-"

Outer said. Dream turned to look at Outer, his neck once again cracking and popping with every movement. Med grabbed a syringe and put sleeping liquid inside of it. Dream tackled Outer, and started gnawing at the pom poms on Outer's sweater.

"MY POM POMS AAAAAAAAAAAAA"

"GIVE MEEEEEEEE"

"NOOOOOOOOO-"

Med stabbed Dream in the neck with the syringe. Dream screeched, but it was muffled by the pom pom's in his mouth. He flopped onto the ground, passed out.

"Welp. The only diagnosis I can provide is object addiction or severe hunger. I think it's object addiction though. Oh, and I think he's also insane. You can help him by finding out his addictions and taking them away. Once his behaviour calms down, you can slowly re-introduce him to the objects. Oh, and his cracking bones..."

Med trailed off as he walked over to Dream, and bent down and moved his bones. They creaked again.

"The onions. Keep. Him. Away. From. Onions."

Med said, his voice full of seriousness. He handed Dream to Outer.

"His bones creak because he sticks things he shouldn't between them."

Outer facepalmed.

'Damnit Dream!'

Outer thought to himself.

"Okay. You can go now."

Med dismissed. Outer texted Ink, who appeared in a matter of seconds to bring them both home.

"So how'd it go-... what happened to Dream?"

Ink looked at the unconscious Dream in Outer's arms.

"He tried to eat my puff balls and Med stabbed him with a tranquilizer."

Outer said with a frisk face. Ink also made a frisk face. He in all honesty was NOT surprised.

"We need to remove all the pineapples, hair gel, onions and lipstick from your house."

Outer said to Ink. Ink nodded, and unlocked the front door and lead Outer in. When Outer's back was turned, he wiggled his eyes at Dream and Outer. #SpaceDream2020 was the first thought that crossed Ink's mind. Outer set Dream down on the couch, and him and Ink got to work ridding every bit of hair gel, onion, pineapple and lipstick from the house. Dream had even hid some under his bed, inside of a wig on a mannequin, some behind the toilet in the washroom, and many other places things like that shouldn't be. Outer also made the discovery that Dream likes to lick tables. Ink had told him that he caught Dream hunched over, an ecto-tongue lapping across the wooden surface, and he seemed to enjoy it. Outer was in disbelief. He never knew Dream had this side. But deep down inside... he liked this side of Dream. It made him feel better about cracking eggs on his skull for shits and giggles, even if that was a one time thing. But even so, he was still happy to help Dream out of his odd addictions. Being lazy 24/7 may sound fun, but it eventually gets boring. Steering Dream away from his bad habits would give Outer something to do. Someone for him to look forward to other than those damn resets. Dream was still out cold, so Outer took this moment to pick all the onions out of Dream's bones. He scrunched his nose hole as he did so.

'Eww... seriously Dream?'

He thought, grossed out. He was honestly kind of scared of what would happen for the next few months.

Okay that was great, but I want to re-write this, starting from when Outer walks into Dream's room.

He knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again, this time louder. No answer. He took in a deep breath and entered. And what he saw... shocked him. Dream was standing on his ceiling upside-down and T-posing, onion slices stuck between his bones, pineapples in his sockets, juice leaking down his skull and onto the floor, hair gel leaking out of his mouth and lipstick smeared all over his face with a huge smile planted on his face to top it all off. Not to mention the lights in his room were off, so it made it way scarier. His gloves were on the floor, and so was his crown. He had a few tears in his cape.

"W-what the hell..."

Dream looked down at Outer, his neck cracking with each movement.

"HELLO OUTER..."

He sucked the pineapples into his skull, his smile growing larger. Outer was unimpressed. Dream's eyes were empty, and dripping with pineapple juice. He then slid down the wall, all while keeping his feet connected to the wall. He lowered his arms, which made another loud cracking sound. Outer winced, but then cleared his throat. He approached Dream who was still smiling.

"INK I NEED YOUR HELP!!"

Outer shouted as he grabbed Dream who hissed at the sudden movement, and slung him over his shoulder backwards, so Dream's head was hanging near Outer's back. Outer wrapped an arm around Dream's kicking legs, stopping him from sliding away. Dream's arms dangled uselessly at his side, because he couldn't reach Outer anyway. Ink barged in, made a portal to Medictale, and they hopped through.

One chaotic doctor appointment later...

"MMMMFFF!!"

"So that is why you need to strip your house bare of anything Dream mis-uses!"

Med exclaimed with the wrong amount of enthusiasm in the given situation. Dream was sitting on a table, tied up and gagged. Ink was smirking at Dream, angering said skeleton even more. Outer was still unimpressed with Dream. Outer slung Dream over his shoulder, Ink made the portal and they thanked Med and left with an angry squirming pineapple addict. Outer threw Dream on the couch, and took the gag off. Him and Ink then grabbed a chair and tied Dream to it. They removed every last bit of pineapple, hair gel, lipstick, and onion. Dream was screaming the entire time. Based on Dream's reactions, they were able to find everything. Even his secret pictures of Error and Ink being gay, and a few pictures of Outer. Dream sobbed when Outer set the objects on fire. After all that, they untied Dream and gave him a hug. Then Dream broke a table and ate the wood, and Outer cried himself to sleep that night. I have no clue what I'm doing anymore. I'm ending this weird chapter now.

This was absolute crap I swear-