Waking up as Ink sans (v1)

Battle of nicknames that turned wrong

-Okay then, ... Ink, would you sleep with a fucking mailman over power? Dream cough and passively-aggressively glared at Nightmare for him to shut up but Ink managed to hear the odd question. He rolled his eyes and replied with a 'duh', satisfying the other who smiled even more. He turned to Swap and Error who were still busy knitting scarves and teasing each other and chose one among them to ask the same question.

-What about you Swap? The skeleton mentioned gawked at Nightmare for a moment until he remembered the question.

-Uh..? Oh! Heck yeah, I mean we're talking about power— Error turned his head to stare at Swap with judging eyes, wondering when everything turned wrong with him, until remembering that Swap was 99% influenced by Ink and Dream at the same time. Nightmare nodded slightly without expecting this answer from the swapped skeleton, he turned to face Dream and immediately grimaced at his dumbass of shitty face. (it wasn't me who said it, it was Nightmare)

-I don't need to ask you, you're too 'pure' and still somehow 'innocent', and I know you would never do something so lewd. (oh you sure about that?) He mumbled as he stares down at Dream with a judging eye. The younger guardian sighed and muttered a small and silent reply that would confirm Nightmare's statements.

-Uh...I don't get it..., Spoke up Stain as none of this made sense to him. What was the rapport between his assignment and the choice of sleeping with a mailman over power? He didn't know.

-Well, Hypothetically we're sitting on power, and realistically, you're living with two hoes.

-I— cool! I'm taking that example! Bliss couldn't prevent him as he immediately ran back upstairs to finish his homework. All he could hope was that his teacher wouldn't call them for this...anyway he would have blamed either Nightmare or Ink.

-If the teacher call for some information about his work, put it on midget's back, spoke Error with a firm tone, shoving the already finished scarf away. Swap stopped his work and stares at his for an instant, analyzing if he didn't miss a hole or a string. He thought it was strange that the scarf wasn't for either himself or Error, he did not expect him to offer it to anyone either and was only wondering to who would this scarf belong.

-Oh you shut up your mobile construction crane! Error grimaced at the funny nickname that almost everyone in the room laughed at and glared at the one who said it, Bliss. This one did as if nothing happened and just went playing with papers that were scattered on the small table in front of everyone.

-What the— the hell!? Ink frowned and started sulking on his sofa, having been left alone as Dream had Fallen asleep already. He glared at Bliss, Error, and Nightmare with a weird feeling he thought he would never have, jealousy.

-What's wrong, lamp post? Bliss teased as he could see how well it pissed Error off to have very weird nicknames. This one darken his face and suddenly stood up to walk toward the couch, intimidatingly placing himself beside his bae, himself making the other uneasy.

-You wanna start you pygmy mouse? Coldly replied Error as he approached his head closer to Bliss', who immediately try to back off. Swap muttered a quiet 'are they gonna fight or kiss? I get mixed signals' at Nightmare but made a wrong choice as it clearly pissed him off too.

-I rather not have a fight with a skyscraper...Added Bliss perfectly knowing that his funeralls were already being prepared by Swap who was only praying for him to notice Nightmare behind.