A Small Problem

(A/N: have a little drawing of Fang :D )

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Somewhere in the outskirts of Outertal_Copy581 ...

You may be interested to know, I'm in a little predicament.

Oh, yeah - Fresh again btw.

But anyway, back to my small problem. (See what I did there? :D)

I knew there was a reason I didn't choose Outertale Sanses as hosts often. See ... I didn't know how to turn off their floating magic. It's pretty hard to change hosts when you can only mostly move via portals and teleportation. Not impossible, but it's a real bummer and hassle, yo.

I sighed as the rocky floor of Outertale got further away. At least the view was nice.

Welp! I could continue to lament my situation or I could do something about it.

Pulling out my phone, that, just like my sick digs, magically manifests, and I sent out a text.

After a few minutes of floating listlessly, a dark portal opened below; out of which an even darker skeleton emerged with his entourage.

Mr. Tentacles and his murder band.

"Well isn't this hilarious." Nightmare grinned in pleasure from my misfortune before using a tendil to pull me partially back down. It probably looked like he was flying a very colorful kite. "Give me a good reason why I shouldn't just leave you like this after what you pulled?"

Him, referring to trying to possess one of the dark Sanses no doubt. Probably why the gang are on guard. Trying to keep more sockets on me in case the text was a trap. Not that I was very prone to bright ideas when hungry. Clearly.

I decided to pull The Card that usually gets others out of similar situations.

"Friendship?" I tilted my head, eye brows raised and placed my fingers together innocently. Just before Nightmare yeeted me to my fate, I changed my tune. "C'mon, broski! Ya know I got the best radical multiversal intel, yo. Ya wouldn't o' known 'bout that unrad bounty so early ons if not for this rad fellow, bro dude. Also, and this is important dawg, I got another one o' muh plans cookin'."

Dust deadpanned, knowing how well that went last time.

Nightmare sighed and pinched his nasal ridge giving in. "Go on."

I smiled. "According to my swag calculations, yo ... there's a 15.4% chance that if we done play our cards right bro, we may not have ta worry about that unrad bounty much longer."

"Well that is a great deal more than your last plan ..." Nightmare pulled me the rest of the way down, face impassive as he studied me. "I'm listening."

My grin turned up just a little more at his cooperation. "Not only that, home slice. In due time, my broski, our Error bro won't need to do your unradical 'job' for decades."

"... what do you mean 'our Error'?"

I smiled smugly, glad Nightmare managed to catch that and not mistake it as part of his default rad lingo.

Sinse Error went off to that AU for his little experiment, I might as well tell Nightmare the plan first. Even if Error is needed for this to work, there was time.

What? Did you guys really think the only reason I've been bugging Error was for fun?

...

Ok it was for fun too, but that's not the point.