Idiot one, and idiot two

Shut up!

"What's going on? And Ink where were you? We waited an hour and you never showed up — and I waited an hour here and nether of you showed up!"

"Well.." Reaper answered for them by gesturing towards his hand "are you gotta fill out my side of the deal?"

Grab was distracted and glared towards Reaper, unmoved "what deal? All I said was for you to go get them."

"Ah so a kiss on the cheek it is then!" Death then leaned his head in the car window as if it was going to be anything but horrible. To no ones surprised, he was greeted with a firm punch to the lip which resulted in whining. Any normal person would have reacted far more upset in this situation but death had been in it so many times his pain tolerance went through the roof.

"Anyway — uh — oh yeah! Where have you two been!? I'm worried sick and you just-"

Geno was again interrupted with a loud noise that rang through all four of their 'ears' making them mildly jump. The sound has been a car horn, quickly followed by an angry woman getting out of her car and storming over towards theirs.

"What the-"

"HELLO — HELLO OPEN THE CAR DOOR RIGHT NOW YOU CHILD PREDATOR!" Her voice was muffled by the car window which Geno had to roll down with a crank that took exactly 8 turns to make it go down all the way. It was loud and squeaky, no on in that car enjoyed the noise.

"Get my child out of there right now or I'm calling the police!" Geno looked dumb founded, turned around to face ink, then gave him a questionable look. In responding ink muffler the words "my new 'mom'". Ink took action shuffling over Error to get to the side door flinging it open and getting out with his hands up to his chest defensively.

"These are my friends! — Error shot a questionable glance at the word — I was going to pick up my stuff I left at their house during a.. sleepover." "Well you don't need that stuff. We have plenty of stuff at the house you can inherit—and I don't want to see you with those... people again!" His voice had been sharp, warning him that he had better listen then to disobey which he was use to from his 'pa' using such a similar voice every so often.

Without him even spitting out a word he had been grabbed by his humorous and yanked to the black van.

"Hey wait you can't—" Error protest getting himself out of the car, but he couldn't finish the sentence when all he was greeted with was Geno pulling him right back in. "Don't make this worst for him." Geno's eye stared but his expression was unreadable. "You're just gotta let him go? What if —"

"Error, no. We can't risk getting the police call on us... remember?"

"Yeah, but..." his words left hanging in mid air as his skull lowered, upset and confused. Geno did not proceed with his sentence, starting the car. "Sooo... can we get Mc Donald's?" As if instinct both error and Geno had snuck their words at the same time. "No."

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The doorbell rang throughout the house, reviving groans from two and excitement from one. That one was no other than Dream who had jumped up from the couch where he was watching The Golden Girls, and shuffled his way towards the door swinging it open cheerfully. Who stood at the door was cross, with a bouquet of white roses.

Dream shrieked. He snatched the bouquet and thrown it to the bush which had swallowed it whole away from anyone's view. "What was that for?" Cross stammered confused as hell. "Night is allergic!"

"He is—?"

"Yes! One time when I was like, twelve I gave him a daisy and he ripped it apart into shreds. Really bad allergies."