Many thanks to Snowstorm174 for suggesting a battle theme for Dreamswap!Chaos. I love it and this is my first proper fight scene, I hope that you like it.

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Ink was heading back when everything turned black and white around him, an Encounter. He turned around and he saw the Medic of the Meme Squad, she held her right arm out to the side and with a flick of her wrist, a frying pan was formed from Green Magic.

Ink brought his paintbrush out, the two of them exchanged eye contract for a few seconds, before they made a move, disappearing for a few seconds before they reappeared, with their weapons clashing against each other.

Ink summoned several bones to attack the Medic, but Green Magic barriers prevented the bones from hitting her. Ink then had to jump backwards, freeing himself from the weapon clash, to dodge the avalanche of purple blots.

Ink sent several slashes of ink towards the Medic, watching as she weaved her way around the bigger ones before getting caught out by several of the smaller ones as they cut into her clothing and her flesh.

The Medic hissed, right before she brought the frying pan down on his skull, and a purple blot through his leg. He took a shortcut and reappeared on the other side of the clearing. He brought his hand to his skull and touched the impact area, feeling the web of cracks coming from it.

The Medic frowned at him. "I'm going to need more frying pans." She hummed, right before a larger frying pan appeared below him and knocked him up into the air, where he met another frying pan that sent him flying towards the ground, where the larger frying pan was waiting for him. He sent a large slash of ink towards the pan, cutting it in half, before he summoned a Gaster Blaster, firing the beam of concentrated Magic towards the Medic.

She turned around and she summoned a shield to protect herself from the beam of Magic, which cracked under the pressure and sent her flying into the trees, Ink smirked, until another frying pan sent him flying into the trees and an array of purple blots pinned him to one.

The Encounter faded away and colour returned to the world but the blots were still there.

"Okay, now that I can talk to you properly, now that you got that out of your system." The Medic hissed as she made her way over to him, looking just as bad as he currently did and covered in tree sap. "Why did you attack Cross you bloody prick?! He just wanted to talk to you!"

"This truce is nothing more than a prank." Ink stated. "You are taking advantage of the chaos to cause havoc and mayhem."

"Look you soulless prick!" The Medic grabbed him by his collar. "You're not the only one who's leader is out of action, but in our case, instead of being in a coma, our leader has gone missing! Cross has already explained this to you but without Dream, you reverted back to using pure logic, so use it already! What's one of the reasons that Dream could have fallen into a coma?!"

"Something is wrong with his brother."

"And who is the leader of the Meme Squad?"

"Nightmare, who is Dream's brother."

"And if you didn't know that he was as old as Dream, despite his appearance, what would you mistake him for?"

"A child."

"And what else is going on, apart from Dream's coma and Nightmare's disappearance?!"

"Children are being kidnapped."

"Exactly, so add up the facts that Dream's coma could be caused by something happening to Nightmare, that Nightmare can be mistaken for a child, that children are being kidnapped and you know that your group doesn't have him and what do you get?"

"...."

"Answer me right now you bloody soulless prick!"

"The most logical conclusion to your question is that Nightmare has been kidnapped by the ones behind the child kidnappings and something happened to him that had a side effect on Dream that caused him to go into a coma, therefore, to wake Dream up, the best plan with the highest chance of success would be to rescue Nightmare."

"And what would help increase the chances of rescuing him?"

"Taking the Meme Squad's offer of a truce."

The Medic let go of him and dismissed the pinning blots, setting Ink free. "So, what will it be Ink, will you accept the offer of a truce or let our rivalry get in the way of saving our leaders?"

Ink wiped away a stray bit of ink from his mouth. "I will accept this truce." He eventually said, holding out his hand which was quickly taken for a handshake before it was let go. "Tomorrow, we'll met here and exchange whatever information that we have on the current situation but you better turn up alone, I don't want to see the other two."

"Agreed, and you better turn up alone too, I don't want to see anybody from your group here."

"That is acceptable." Ink said before he summoned a portal to take him home.

Chaos breathed a sigh of relief after Ink left, only to hiss in pain when all of her wounds caught up to her. She was a mess, various different shapes and sizes of cuts and grazes littered her body, and she could feel her bruised ribs bothering her every time that she took a breath. One of arms definitely had to be broken or there was a crack in the bone and an ankle was twisted or sprained and she was covered in tree sap.

Cross was going to have a panic attack when she got home, but it was worth it, they were one step closer to getting Nighty back.

She called and she waited for Cross to pick up her up, the Oreo skeleton turned up and he gasped at her wounds.

"What the hell happened to you?!" He asked.

"Ink and I had a little talk and he agreed to the truce." She smiled. "It did get a little heated though, but he left with just as much wounds as me and covered in tree sap. We will be exchanging information tomorrow."

"This is not a talk!" Cross yelled at her as he scooped her up and headed to the portal. "It looks like you two threw each other at trees!"

"Ah... well, there's a good explanation for that! Ouch! Cross! Don't hold onto me so tight, my ribs hurt!"

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TWO DOING?!"

"We were talking Cross, just talking, okay?! Hey, put me down, I can walk through our front door on my own, okay?!"

"No, you can't!"

"Yes, I can!"