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---Chara's POV----

I snickered, watching as the fluffier of the two geese flapped off of Error's face and over Cross and Nightmare, honking loudly. "Guess who's back."

Error groaned loudly, rubbing his head with his hands. "Why won't these stupid geese just go away?!"

"Simple." I said, snickering again. "They were starving, so lets say close to death. Then Nightmare and Cross saved them from starvation, aka death. If someone saved you from dying, wouldn't you want to either stick with them, dedicate your life to them, or thank them?"

Error huffed, glancing at the geese. The male one was currently pecking at Nightmare's tentacles, ignoring his hissed protests as he tried to jerk his tentacles out of the way.

The white one was sat on Cross' chest happily, eyes closed.

"They don't look very grateful." Error muttered, rolling his eyes.

"We all show it differently, dumbass. You skeletons tend to thank each other for saving your lives by falling in love with them."

Error choked, looking over at me properly. "How?!"

I sighed, leaning back. "Example number one. As far as I've heard, you saved Ink from a gang of thugs ages back. Before you two were friends. What happened after that? You fell in love. You saved his life, and in return, he thwarted that criminal heart of yours."

Error blinked, glancing over at Ink, who was now looking at us curiously.

"Example number two. Dust risked his life to save Blue by running out into a ruby warning snowstorm. One that killed many people. What happened after he saved Blue? They fell in love."

Dust and Blue also glanced over.

"Example number three. When Cross escaped the asylum, there was no hope for us. We had practically accepted death. No one would answer to door to us. Not even you guys wanted to. But then, the least likely member of the gang to help, Nightmare, goes to the rescue and saves him. He's the last person you'd ever expect to have feelings for someone else. But guess what? They fell in love."

"Okay okay, I get it..." Error muttered, glancing back over at the geese. "But they're not like us...so what's their moral? They can't fall in love with Nightmare and Cross."

I snorted at the thought, shaking my head. "The geese are probably just using their instincts to survive. If Nightmare and Cross gave them food, they know that there's more somewhere. So they're hoping they'll get more of it. It's either that or they have some odd sense off goose moral where they just want to stick by their saviours in a way of thanks. So, just think of Nightmare and Cross as their new kids."

Error laughed, shaking his head softly. "So how many kids now? Seven? Soon to be eight?"

I stiffened up at that, but smiled weakly and shrugged. Of course no one knows about what X did to Cross' child. Not even Nightmare. Even the thought of Cross telling him that makes the poor smol break down. But he will have to tell him soon...

A giggle from my right made me turn to see Betty laughing as the white goose pecked at Cross' fluff on his hoodie, probably thinking it was meant to be alive.

Cross gently nudged it away, but the goose would only stay away for about three seconds before launching herself onto his lap again.

"Wow Cross. How does it feel to be the mum of two geese?" I asked, snickering.

"Wh-Wha-- I'm not the mum to them! Th-They're not even siblings!" He protested.

I waved him off, sighing. "Don't ruin my fun, Criss-Cross. Just role with it."

Cross huffed, leaning against Nightmare as he sat up. "Please don't bring that nickname back."

My grin immediately widened and I chuckled. "Oh Criss-Cross, I'll never forget this nickname."

Error coughed loudly and sighed. "We've rested now, lets get moving. X can't wait forever you know."

"I wish he could wait forever..." Cross mumbled, suddenly loosing his semi-happy attitude as he frowned, hugging himself tightly.

Nightmare sighed, immediately engulfing Cross in a hug as he pulled him into his chest. "I'm afraid he can't Cross...we need to get this over and done with..."

Cross nodded dully, clinging to Nightmare weakly as the rest of us got to our feet, stretching.

"So oh great leader." I said, glancing over at Error curiously. "What's your almighty plan to take X down without loosing any lives? Or do you not have one?"

Error growled softly, starting to walk. "Well...I'm hoping whoever sent us this letter will still be there and is prepared to help us all. Otherwise we might have a little trouble..."

"A little?" Dream hissed, glaring at him. "Do you even know who the guy you're trusting is?!"

"He's called Sci. That's all we know."

"Sci..." Dream muttered, blinking. "Why does that name sound familiar...?"

Ink stepped in next to Error, his eyes narrowed. "Did you say Sci? He worked for Craitown Prison for a few years a while ago... He's the one that designed the whole soul separation thing for you, Error."

Error growled softly, gripping onto the letter tighter. "So X got him, huh?"

Ink rubbed his eye sockets, wincing. "I guess X kidnapped him...he went missing around four years ago suddenly. Just disappeared without a trace along with his boyfriend. For a while before then, he'd continuously ranted about how he thought he was being followed and watched all the time. But I don't think any of us really took him seriously. That is until he disappeared..."

Gradient walked over, coughing awkwardly. "Sci is the guy I knocked unconscious with a pice of pipe when I first started my mission to break Error out and bring the gang back together to fight X. He's the one I got most of my info from."

I blinked, waking along beside them as we walked along. "Soooo he could possibly help us?"

Ink glanced down at me, sighing. "Lets hope so..."

I bit my bottom lip, glancing back behind us quickly to check that the others were following.

All the others were up on their feet and walking along after us. Or waddling in the geese point of view. So that's good.

"Hey glitchy!" Betty called suddenly, running in front of us and spinning around, waking backwards as she looked us all up and down. "What if this whole thing is a trap? What if the map's a fake? What if you're leading everyone to their death?"

Error glared at her coldly, shaking his head. "If you'd known us guys all these twenty years we've been together...you'd know we've given up on thinking of stuff like that. It makes you either worry about nothing, or the inevitable. Thinking about it just makes everything worse..."

Betty whistled, blinking. "Wow. You're really prepared to die in this, aren't you?"

Ink clung to Error's arm tightly as she said that, wincing. "No one wants to die in this...but I fear for some people weaker than our 'alpha members'. Or the people X will definitely target."

I flinched at that, knowing he was referring to Cross and I when he mentioned targeting. Not to mention were also substantially weaker than the others at the moment.

"Were all aware of one apparent fact sweetheart." Error muttered, glancing up at Betty.

"This is the end game."

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Or honk because of thy geese :3

Aaaaa probably twenty or less chapters left to this book?

Idk :P

But uh, shits gonna start going down for real soon--

Like for real for real--

-Jess-