After Ink and Error had claimed their item slip, Bubbly had announced who the next team was.

"Alphys and Sans," She said, looking up, "Is that how you say it? Alphys? Aleeis? Alphas?"

"A-Alphys was r-right!" Alphys quickly said, hurrying up to get her slip.

"Cool, we have a red lawn chair," Sans said, high fiving Alphys before they walked off.

"Up next is Killer and Dream. Oh, Dream is such a pretty name!" Bubbly smiled at him.

"Thanks!" Dream giggled, taking the slip as Killer raised his hand.

"Can my boyfriend and I be on a team?" Killer asked, holding Horrors hand up.

"Nope, this is a team building exercise, if you guys already are dating then this defeats the whole point. Dream and Killer, please."

"See you later, babe!" Killer said, kissing Horror quickly before heading off with Dream, earning a sad look from Lust.

"So," Dream asked him, holding up the slip, "Do you know where a cat is?"

"A cat?" Killer asked, snatching the slip, "No way! That's the actual item?"

"We have to find a red and purple cat?" Killer asked in disbelief.

Dream giggled, "Yup!"

He got close to look at the slip of paper to see if he missed anything else, but Killer took a few steps over, raising his hands in defense.

"Hey, I have a boyfriend, and we're doing really great right now, the last thing I need is for him to think I'm cheating on him," Killer said.

"Oh, no, I wasn't trying to hook up or anything!" Dream apologized quickly, "I was just looking at the slip of paper because I think it's funny, that's all!"

"Oh, I guess you're fine then, let's go," Killer sighed, motioning for Dream to follow him, "Let's get started then."

After a few minutes of searching and swatting at purple bubbles,

"Where would a cat be on a stupid ship like this?" Killer asked, looking around in confusion.

"I d-" Dream suddenly stopped, his skull turned towards a creaked open door, "There's something shiny in there!"

"Dream, stop!" Killer said, chasing after Dream into the room.

Which was a supply closet, with only enough room for Dream and Killer to stand in it together, pressing their chests together.

And the door clicked behind them with a lock, leaving them in total darkness.

(Their closer then in the picture)

"Killer, you're too close, I have no room to even stand," Dream squealed, trying to move but not succeeding, "And why did it go dark all the sudden?"

"Because," Killer muttered, trying to open the door, "The stupid door locked us in here."

"Just unlock it," Dream said, wiggling against Killers chest.

"It's locked from the outside, if you payed attention you would've known that!" Killer snapped, banging against the door with the little space he had.

"It's stuffy in here," Dream muttered, banging his elbow on a metal shelf, "Owie!"

"Are you ok?"

"I hit my funny bone!"

"Ha, sucks for you. Glad it wasn't me."

And right at that moment, karma hit Killer hard for that laughter, his funny bone slamming against the wall, making him gasp and curse under his breath.

"And you were saying?" Dream asked through the darkness.

"Curse this world," Killer muttered.

"Hush Killer, no need to be angry. Pain is a part if life we all must accept."

Dream tried to sush him with his left hand, trying to reach up and find his teeth. However, he was off a bit, and instead stuck his hand into his eye socket.

"Um..." Killer muttered, his left eye socket twitching, "That's my eye..."

"Oh, sorry!" Dream quickly said, retracting his hand from his eye.

"Can you summon any blasters to get out of this closet?" Killer grumbled, trying to open the closet but failing once more.

"No, I need more room, and I'd blast us if I tried," Dream said sadly, wiggling against Killers chest, "Sorry, it's a tight space in here."

"We'll get out, we just need someone to open the door."

They were both blushing due to how close they were, and their breaths tickling each others faces didn't make it better. Dream shifted awkwardly, his yellow brush increasing as his star eyes went black from embarrassment realizing how close he actually was to Killer.

Their thoughts were the complete opposites of the others.

Dream was trying to figure out how to find the cat, which they were sent out after in the first place. He was thinking of the many locations where it could possibly be located, but in the back of his mind, he kept repeating the same words over and over;

'Holy pie Killer is really hot."

Meanwhile, Killer was having his own mini heart attack in the corner. He was frantically trying to figure a way out of that room, and he was seriously considering screaming at the top of his lungs to make sure people knew where he even was. He had a boyfriend, he didn't want to be a cheater, but he had a much greater concern right then.

'TOO CUTE TOO CUTE TOO CUTE HOLY F*CK HE'S ADORABLE'

They both were blushing heavily, trying to avoid each others eye sockets from the other.

"Do you have any ideas on how to get out?" Killer asked Dream, pressing his back against the door trying to get distance between him and Dream's chest.

"Not really..." Dream said lightly, shifting slightly.

They were in there for some more time, their breaths tickling each others faces, every once in awhile they would shift their position.

"My legs hurt from standing here for so long..." Dream muttered, leaning more on his right leg then his left leg, before switching back to his left leg.

"Well, there isn't enough room to sit down," Killer said, looking around the cramped room, "Try leaning against the wall."

"I can't, the shelf is dig into my bones," Dream said.

"Fine, just lean against me."

Killer managed to get his arm somewhat around Dream's body before pushing him firmly against his chest.

"If you're already this close, I don't want to listen to your whining."

"I'm not whining!"

"Hm, sure brat."

"..."

Dream closed his eye sockets, resting his body against Killer with his blush intensifying. Killer looked up at the ceiling, his teeth clenching together as he tried to think of a way out, but having no idea.

"Look," Killer said, sighing, "I'm sorry if I come off a bit rude and annoyed of you, I'm just not great at moving. The Possesive Branch transfer made me move my house into this new neighborhood, and I'm a bit stressed out from having to unpack, not to mention Horror doesn't feel comfortable sleeping in the same room as me, even though we've been dating for half a year, so I've been in a bad mood. And I've been taking it out on you, sorry for that."

"It's fine, everyone has their off days, and today's your off day!" Dream said, looking up at him, "And you weren't really that mean to me, just a bit grumpy."

"That's good."

Silence developed their conversation once more, both of them trying to think of a topic to discuss.

"So, why did you dive in here?" Killer asked after an awkward and long silence.

"I saw something shiny in here!" Dream insisted.

"That doesn't explain it."

"I really like shiny things, I find it awesome how the light reflects off of stuff. I like to look at shiny stuff."

"Are you being serious right now?"

"Why would I lie? Have you see my desk yet? It's full of shiny things."

Killer groaned, "I can't believe you'd get us locked in a closet together because you wanted to look at something shiny!" He complained.

"Hey, shiny stuff is beautiful!" Dream objected.

"Even a knife?"

"If it wasn't sharpened."

"How about a gun?"

"If it wasn't loaded."

"How about an atomic bomb?"

"If it was disabled."

"A bleeding soul?"

"Souls are always beautiful, I'd just add some bandaids."

"That wouldn't work."

"I'm not a doctor!"

Silence, once again, took over the conversation, both of them striving for something else to talk about. But, they didn't have to for too long, because they heard voices coming towards the closest from down the hall.

"Hey! In here!" Killer shouted, banging against the door.

"Killer?" Fell's voice rang through the door, two pairs of footsteps approaching the door quickly.

"And Dream!" Dream shouted.

"Dream?" Sci's voice asked.

"The f*ck are you doing in there?" Fell asked in disbelief.

"I saw something shiny and dove in, I didn't think it would lock behind us!" Dream quickly explained, "Just unlock the door!"

"That doesn't sound believable," Fell grunted, "Are you sure you aren't doing something more... Intimate then that?"

"No!" Both Dream and Killer yelled at the same time.

"Actually, Dream likes shiny things," Sci defended him, "He once drove into a ditch because he saw a piece of metal in the grass."

"Holy Crap that's hilarious, who does something that stupid?" Fell laughed loudly.

"Just open the door!" Dream begged, Killer pounding on the door.

"Fine!" Fell sighed.

The door unlocked with a small click, both Dream and Killer tumbling out from the darkness of the supply closet. Killer landed on his back with a thump, Dream landing on his chest with an 'oof'.

Fell leaned over them with a smirk, his sharpened teeth in the biggest grin they both had even seen.

"I thought you were loyal to Horror, Killer?" Fell asked, smirking at his coworkers.

"I am!" Killer shrieked quickly, pushing Dream off of him.

"You ok?" Sci asked Dream, helping him up from the floor as Killer leaped up on his own.

"Fine, thanks," Dream thanked his friend.

"Hey, that's the cat!" Killer said, pointing to Fell's shoulder.

Sitting on Fell's shoulder was the cat they were assigned to get. It was half purple and half red, with gleaming yellow cat eyes. At the end of it's tail was a bubble blower, two of them sticking out from its striped collar. It was sitting down on Fell's shoulder, looking at Dream and Killer was a bored expression.

"Oh, I'll grab it!" Dream said, reaching for the cat.

"I wouldn't do that-"

Sci was interrupted by the cat standing up and hissing, swiping it's claws at Dreams approaching hands. Dream screamed and jumped back against Killer, who was knocked backwards onto his pelvis bones on the floor.

"We already tried to take the d*m cat off my shoulder," Fell growled, giving a glare to the cat, "It really likes me."

"Sorry!" Dream said, rushing to Killer to help him up.

"Then how are we supposed to take it to the captain?" Killer asked, standing up before dusting off his dull outfit.

"Maybe she'll accept a picture?" Sci offered, shrugging.

"I can take it!" Dream quickly accepted, pulling out his golden and shiny phone before snapping a photo of the cat.

And Fell was included in the picture as well.

"What the hell?" Fell yelled, pushing the camera back, "He said of the cat, not the cat and me!"

"Sorry," Dream apologized.

"Just shut the f*ck up and don't do that again!" Fell threatened before storming off.

"Wait, Fell!" Sci yelled, chasing after his partner.

Dream and Killer looked at each other, giving each other confused looks and shrugs.

"What was that about?" Dream asked.

"I don't know," Killer said, shrugging, "I guess we should go back."

"I guess so t- There's something shiny in that room!"

"Gosh darn it Dream!"