We re-enter the scene post-chaos, with an exhausted Nightmare, a depressed Cross, and Kevin the chicken laying on the floor while Hope, X, Weaver and Error watch in amusement.

Hope is also poking them with a stick he somehow has, because Hope does what Hope wants, and nobody can stop him.

X laughs at the chaos, there is something so very satisfying about this.

"So, how did you guys end up in the bathtub with Kevin, anyway?" Error asks.

"Badly aimed multiversal portal," replies Weaver. "...Wait, I swear that the creators said that if it went wrong, it would default to the place with the greatest power level... So why did it drop us on the chicken?!"

"Cluck?" Kevin says tilting his head.

They all stare at the chicken.

"Why did it aim towards Kevin, anyway?" Fire whispers to Snow.

"He ate a dark apple, a long time ago. It's been building power ever since, as he can't use it," says the dragon-girl.

Fire, Weaver, Hope and X remain silent, with the trio staring at the chicken in a mixture of shock and confusion.

"Chicken is as chicken does," Error comments, still knitting.

"Is anyone else hearing voices?" Nightmare groans, utterly exhausted from the wild goose chase the trio had sent him and Cross on.

"I should be only hearing X's voice," Cross says sadly. "But he ran away from home."

Cross disappears, reappearing in the corner with a gloomy blue aura around him and growing mushrooms with his tears, like the depressed anime character he is.

"And this, this is why I needed a vacation," X comments dryly, snickering.

"It's just fangirls," Error tells Nightmare, a wicked smirk on his face. The duo had already told him of the strange, chaotic beings that spoke to them and could even be helpful sometimes. 

"Fangirls?" Nightmare asks, very confused.

"You don't want to know," Weaver replies, sighing.

Hope laughs.

"You called?" Snow chirps.

"Speak of the devil and she shall appear," remarks Weaver sotto voce.

"And you summoned their attention!" Hope cheers.

"Mmmm... gummies," Fire mutters, distracted.

"Oooh, I like that idea, Fire," Snow says. "Gummies are great."

"Everyone can have some!" Fire exclaims, and bags of gummies appear in everyone's hands, plus one on Nightmare's head for some strange reason.

"Why... why are they talking about gummies..." Nighty moans. "And why do I have a bag of gummies on my head..."

"Because I'm still snacky," Fire says.

Cross, still crying in his corner, has one fall right on his skull, and he groans. "Owww..."

"Um..." X mumbles, looking at the ghostly bag of treats in his hands, before shrugging and eating them.

"Wait! Weren't we supposed to be doing something?" Hope asks suddenly.

"Pranks," X mumbles through a mouthful of gummies.

"Manners," Weaver scolds the eternal child idly.

"X, come back to me," Cross begs.

"Nope," X says, smiling. "These guys are far more fun!"

"We'll be back!" Hope calls, grabbing Weaver and Error's hands.

"Let the pranks begin," Weaver chuckles as the three of them vanish, along with X.

The Doom song starts playing in the background. (Megalo Strike Back started playing right here while I was editing this and I am amused)

"Why do I have a bad feeling?" Nightmare groans.

"Oh, trust me, you should," chirps a voice, the one the intruders had called Snow.

———

"Cluck!" Kevin squawks, startled.

"Hope, do you still have any of that potion?" Weaver asks.

"The one that lets animals talk? Yeah, I think so. I'll just have to find it..."

"This is gonna be good," snickers Error.

"I can't wait," X adds, cackling.

"Wait... how are we going to get him to eat it?" Hope asks, frowning.

"He loves apple slices- I think we have some in the kitchen," says Error, leaving the room to get them.

"ZZZzzz..."

"Is it me, or is Fire napping?" Weaver asks, hearing a snore.

"Yup," Hope replies sagely, or at least as sagely as the blueberry type could get.

"These people," X says, facepalming.

"Yeah, but don't worry! I'm still here- actually, wait, Ruin needs me, bye!" Snow chirps rapidly, her voice fading out as she heads to another Multiverse.

"We've... been left alone, unsupervised," Hope says, grinning evilly, a mischievous look in his eyelights.

"Got the apple slices," Error calls, jogging back.

He hands the small bag to his blue-scarfed counterpart as Hope dug through a small red bag, the smaller skeleton's entire arm somehow going in, despite the bag appearing far too small for it to fit.

"Hmm... what does the potion look like?" Error asks, curious.

X nods, also wanting to know.

"It's the one that looks disturbingly sparkly and purple," answers Weaver.

Hope finally locates a bottle and pulls it out of the bag, reading the label. "Wait, essence of dittany? This is definitely not what we need," before setting it to the side and looking into the bag.

A few seconds later, he pulls out another bottle, this one labeled Megalixir, and he continues to pull out others, with names such as Dragon's Breath, which is a pale magenta gas in a bottle, a tiny vial of a golden liquid labeled Cat-O-Tonic, and even a large jug full of bubbling bright blue liquid, labeled Mana Replenisher. Finally, he finds a small bottle of glittery purple slime, and passes it to Weaver.

"Wait, Kevin's a chicken... he'll eat anything as long as it's food... and sometimes even if it's not food," Error sighs. Kevin is a chicken, and thus is evil, will steal food, and will eat just about anything, even rocks- in fact, although it makes Nightmare worry, the bird has to eat rocks to be able to digest food properly.

"True," X replies.

"Let's get serious," Hope says as a wicked grin crosses his face.

"Why do I have a bad feeling about this..." Error mumbles.

"Because you're enjoying yourself?" Weaver asks with a wicked grin matching Hope's.

"True," Error admits. "Here, gimme the apple and the potion and I'll feed it to Kevin, he's used to me."

———

Meanwhile, with a powerful feather duster...

Kevin blinks as the funny dark boned monster puts down a snack. Then he nods- after all, he is king of the castle.

"Cluck," he squawks, and chows down on the treat. "Clu...... QUACK!"

Error stares for a second, before quickly walking away.

Kevin believes himself to be a duck, after all.

Did you really think he was sane?

———

Nightmare paused from his search for Error and the intruders.

That sounded like Kevin?

———

"Quack. Did he really just quack?!" Error wonders aloud.

"Um, Weaver, are you sure that Echo didn't screw up the potion?" Hope asks.

"It's Echo, he never messes up... it explodes if he messes up," Weaver replies, wincing at memories of being caught in one of those explosions.

"...Good point," admits Hope, shuddering.

"Kablooey," Fire says, yawning.

"Oh, the creators are back?" Error comments curiously.

"I was only napping," Fire protests.

"Snow left after you fell asleep. Something about ruins, I don't know," Weaver tells the creator.

"Oh, don't worry, it's just her crossover-merged verse," Fire replies.

"Hm. Cool," Weaver says. "Does it involve that one angry dude who she dragged into the Storyverse kicking and screaming not long after we got there?"

"Yes, I was visiting that particular multiverse," says Snow, returning again.

"Why a duck?" X grumbles, watching Kevin quacking away like a fowl feathered fiend.. what, ducks are evil.

"Who knows? The dark apple probably scrambled his brains," says Error.

"Most likely," Weaver responds.

"Well, what's the next prank...?" Hope asks.

"Well... I was- oh shiz," Error yelps, as Nightmare appears in the doorway.

"FOUND YOU!" Nightmare yells, but to the group's surprise, rather than attacking, he runs over and snatches up Kevin.

"He has tunnel vision when it comes to Kevin, doesn't he?" Hope asks.

"Yup," Error and X manage to say at the same time.

"He really, really loves that chicken," comments Weaver.

"Aren't male chickens roosters?" Hope asks, confused.