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Sköll, referring to Ezekiel: " you pushed him off the roof. "

Blue: ' unless said other sweet thing is a person, no offense nightmare but I don't think you're sweet enough for cross '

Killer: ' did I ever tell you my name? '

Dream: ' no. ' he handed killer his coffee. ' ink, what the hell is this? '

Ink: ' your future '

Killer: he grabbed his hand and kisses it. ' the names killer~, but you can call me your boyfriend~ '

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Blue: chasing, and trying to catch Ink. " c'mere, you little shit! "

Ink: chaoticly giggling, destroying the base on a sugar high.

Zatik: shaking his head. " I could never be a bartender. "

Sköll: softly chuckling. " yeah, you'd be too hot behind the bar. "

Zatik: flustered. " no. "

Sköll: teasingly. " If you were serving me drinks, I would order you~ "

Dust: grabs horrors' wrists and flips their position, slamming him against the bars.

Horror: prepares to fight back, raising his hand wielding the axe.

Dust: pulls him into a soft and passionate kiss, quickly escaping the stunned horror.

Horror: he stood there in shock, letting the realization of what just happened sink in.