Monster Under The Bed.

Monster under the bed.

Day 1. Dust (tbd)

Day 2. Cross

Day 3. Horror

Day 4. Killer

Day 5. Error

Day 6. Nightmare

Day 7.

These men are under yo bed-/jj

(I wish I could keep this art style GRRR)

I drew my seahorse siren Dream!

From this chapter

I am so dumb aha thank you 💙

You’re not dumb

I didn’t leave any indication that there was more there, that was my bad not yours

And you’re welcome!

Pod

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Despite the rocky start, the two groups bonded quickly. Dust and Horror especially enjoyed Blue’s company and started treating him like a part of the pod almost immediately. Ink followed Killer like a shadow and Killer let it get to his head. Ink and Killer now worked together to cause chaos and mischief everywhere they went. You still weren’t to sure about the cuttlefish, but seeing Killer laugh with Ink always made you smile.

Almost.

They were still both menaces.

At one point, Blue vanished to go talk to Nightmare. No one knew what was said, but the next day Nightmare offered to merge their groups into one. Dream hesitated, not because he thought it was a bad idea, but because it surprised him. It surprised everybody… but Blue.

You were starting to think he wasn’t exactly as innocent and oblivious as you thought.

Dream accepted the idea with excitement, as did Ink and Killer, which immediately made everyone suspicious but no one was willing to put a downer on the idea of peace. Even if it meant sweating while the two whispered and giggled together.

While it was nice to see the two bond so quickly, literally everyone wanted them to hate each other again.

A noise outside your den broke you from your thoughts. Speak of the devils. “Ink. Killer. Leave.”

Simultaneous “aw”s echoed outside your den and the two poked their heads into view.

“Hi, y/n!” Ink waved.

“Whatcha doin’?” Killer asked.

“Trying to rest. Out.” You said blankly.

Killer grinned. “I’m not in~.”

You grumbled. “You’re such a little brother…”

“A what?”

“Killer! Ink!” Nightmare’s voice boomed through the trench and Ink flinched. “Leave y/n alone! Your shenanigans have gone too far today! Both of you! Back to your dens!”

“Yessir…” Killer pouted. Ink happily waved goodbye and followed Killer back to their side of the trench.

You sighed. Finally. Peace.

“Hey, y/n?”

You groaned. “…What’s up, Cross?”

He hesitated. “Uh… are you okay?”

“I’m fine. It’s just,” You gestured past him into the trench. “Killer and Ink being… Killer and Ink.”

“Ah. Yes. They’ve become double the trouble together.” Cross shook his head at them. “Makes me almost wish they still hated each other.”

“Same.” You grumble. “They’ve been such a hassle. They were easier to contain then. Now? I’m done. I hope Nightmare buries them at the bottom of the trench.”

Cross chuckles at you. “Yeah. I know the feeling. Hey, so Dust and I were wondering if you still had that, uh, freebie?”

“Frisbee. And yeah, I still have it. Why?”

“Do you think we could show Blue how to play?” He was using those puppy eyes. He looked so hopeful.

You smiled and stretched. “Yeah, just let me wake up first. I’ll meet you guys up there.”

“Yes!” Cross pumped his fist and swam away.

You chuckled and then yawned. Pushing yourself out of your bed, you grabbed the frisbee and headed out, calling out to Nightmare that you were going to hang out with the guys. A hum acknowledged you and you swam away.

They were pretty easy to find. Dust’s tail hung down from the surface where you could hear them chatting away. You smiled. It was nice to see them all getting along. Even though you never saw them fight, with the frenzies you’d seen Killer in, you could imagine it.

Everyone greeted you when you broke the surface. Blue was excited.

“Mweheheh! Good Morning, Y/n!” He greeted with a smile. “Cross And Dust Have Been Telling Me About Your Flying Device! I Am Very Curious!”

You lifted the frisbee up and shook the water off of it. “Yep, this is it.”

“Oh…” He managed to look disappointed somehow. “It Uh, It Sure Looks Curious.”

You and Cross laughed. “Here. Cross?” You aimed into the distance.

“Got it.” Cross quickly swam in that direction.

You threw it.

Blue gasped as it glided across the air seemingly by itself. It arched perfectly and lined up with Cross, making it the perfect catch.

And then Cross dodged it.

“Cross!” You snapped at the orca as Dust belly laughed himself back into the water. “Stop dodging!!”

“Sorry!”

Blue chuckled.

“Send it back!” You called. It was thrown to you and you caught it. “So!” You turned to Blue. “Let me show you how it works.”

After a quick lesson and a few demonstrations, Blue was ready to go. He was very good. Like, as good as Dust. They got competitive. Dust and Blue grinned at each other from a distance and the frisbee flew back and forth with more and more speed. You and Cross carefully backed up out of their way after getting hit too many times with force.

The frisbee never hit the water. It was shot back and forth between to two in friendly silence, grinning like idiots. You don’t think you’d ever seen Dust smile so much.

Just as Blue reeled back his arm again, you noticed color shimmering under the water’s surface between the two competitors.

“Blue, wait, there’s-.” You started.

The frisbee left his hand at the same time Ink’s head shot out of the water.

“Hey, guys! What’s- Ack!” He was hit directly in the face and fell backwards into the water.

“Oh My Stars, Ink!” Blue rushed forward as Dust cackled at the cuttlefish’s misfortune.

“I’m fine!” Ink rubbed at the bridge of his nose. “What was that?”

Blue grabbed the frisbee. “This Thing. I’m So Sorry, Ink. I Shouldn’t Have Thrown It So Hard.”

Dust laughed. “Thrown it harder next time! You might actually shut him up!”

“DUST!!!” Blue looked appalled.

Everyone else laughed.

. . .

This.

This was nice.

You smiled as Blue scolded the boys for laughing.

This life was going to be a good one. And you couldn’t wait to see what it had in store for you.

The End

Thank you so much for sticking with me this long! It has been a long ride and I’ve enjoyed every twist and turn with y’all. I might not write for a little bit, I need to rest these aching fingers, but I will keep posting.

To those who sent asks, they’re coming! I promise! I love every ask I get and will try my best to get them out in a timely manner!

Again thank you all!

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“Hey. Heeeyyyyyy. Y/n. Pspspsps.” You were poked awake from your nap on a rock.

“Where did you even learn that?” You turned to face Killer. The siren had apparently taken a harpoon to the soul as well as his shoulder and back. How he took an attack to the soul and lived, you couldn’t understand. Wasn’t the soul extremely fragile? Especially when touched? However, none of Dream’s other attacks seemed very physical. They hit him, sure, but there was no cut when the harpoon was removed.

You wondered if the lack of physical damage had anything to do with how Killer was acting now.

“Don’t remember. Don’t care. Hey! Do you remember that thing you brought with you from the land?” He chittered, constantly swimming around you in circles.

“The frisbee?” You asked. You gave that to Cross, right? Where did he put it?

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Killer whistled excitedly. “Where is it? Do you want to play again? Can we show the guys? I want to see them try to catch it!”

You gave him a blank look. “You want to do an activity that requires you to push yourself immediately after getting wounded? You’re crazy.” You laid back down.

“I’m not wounded!” Killer defended, a smile stuck to his face. “I’m just hyped up on energy from Dream’s attacks and I need to MOVE!!! Y’know! Like when I gave you that candy! I have too much energy! I need to do something!”

Oh. “Dream’s attacks give you energy?”

Killer shook his head in a so-so manner. “Not exactly. Dream’s attacks are filled with positivity. When hit, that positivity forces you to be excited in small doses which can turn into a frenzy if hit too many times. However! Ya boi was hit directly in the soul! So all that positivity hit me at once, sent me into a frenzy, and I was in and out of consciousness for a while. Sorry if I scared ya!” He winked. “But since Nightmare helped me steady out, I shouldn’t enter a frenzy or pass out! So I get to hang out with you!” He had spun around you so many times, you were starting to get dizzy.

You sighed. “I have to ask Cross where he put it, but sure. We can play with the frisbee.” Maybe it would help him expend some energy and calm down. It was like dealing with a child.

“YES!!!!!”

You found Cross and the frisbee relatively quickly and convinced him to come with you to play. Killer swam off to get Horror and you and Cross went to ask Dust if he wanted to try.

Dust stared at the frisbee with an unimpressed look. “…Killer put you up to this?”

“No, actually.” You smiled. “I thought you might want to join, since it is a challenging game.”

He raised a brow. “Your little disk is challenging? How so?”

“Well, when you throw it, it flies-.”

“I’m in.”

You hesitated, glancing at Cross who looked just as confused as you. “Wh- Really?”

Dust stretched and started leaving his den. “Yep.”

“But I didn’t even-.” You started.

“I might not play. But I want to see this.” He interrupted again.

“Ooookay?”

The three of you met back up with Killer and Horror, who was confused but excited to be involved.

“Alright!” You say, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Killer already knows how to play so I’ll explain it to the rest of you. This is a game where you throw this frisbee to each other in the air. No one really wins or loses, but there are ways to succeed and fail. If I throw the frisbee to you, you have to catch it. If you have the frisbee, pick someone to throw it to and they have to catch it.” You explained how to properly throw the frisbee, how not to throw the frisbee,(don’t chuck it at peoples heads, Killer) and vaguely explained what to expect when the frisbee was in the air.

Killer giggled and fidgeted the entire time, unable to keep still, until you announced you were ready to play. He was the first to the surface with only his tail visible for a second before he splashed back into the water. The shark siren acted like an excited puppy.

The first throw of the frisbee went about as expected. Cross and Horror were too close and the frisbee went flying over their shocked expressions. Killer caught the disk with ease after it arched to one side.

Dust floated next the you and watched, his glowing eyes the only indication he was paying attention under the dark of his hood.

“What was that?!” Cross complained.

Killer grinned and chittered. “That was you failing, Cross! Go long!” He threw the frisbee past you and you sped after it.

As the sun steadily crept towards noon, the four of you played, throwing the frisbee at each other and learning to catch it.

“Comin’ at ya, y/n!” Killer grinned.

“I got it!” Your tail started moving faster to lift you out of the water and…

You missed.

It sailed over your head and hit something behind you with a thump. You turned to find Dust looking over the frisbee with interest, twisting it in his hands and waving his hand under the bottom.

He glanced at you and smiled. “Duck.”

You submerged yourself just in time for the disk to be launched across the water at Cross.

“Hell yeah, Dust!!!” Killer cheered.

The game continued with Dust stealing the disk for you when you swore you had it until you moved further away from him. You made sure to mix up who you threw the frisbee to, much to Killer’s frustration.

Horror wasn’t the best at catching with his hands so every now and then a tentacle would shoot out of the water to catch the frisbee. He was precise when he threw it though. He would sit there for a few seconds before the frisbee would shoot out at someone with precision and speed. He absolutely melted at your encouragement, sinking into the water every time.

Killer acted like a professional. His prior experience sure made him look like a professional to the others. But you could see that he was far too excited for his own good. His patience was short an he kept trying to jump out of the water to catch it, leading him to fumble with the frisbee or get hit directly in the face. By the end of the day, his nose was red from how many times he got hit. His throwing was bad though. He either didn’t throw it hard enough and it wobbled out of the air or he threw it at an angle and it immediately shot into the water. That didn’t dampen his mood though as he greeted every failure with a bright grin. Especially when you yelled encouragement across the water.

Cross caught on quick. He figured out how to get the frisbee to balance in the air rather quickly and kept chucking it at Killer. Hence the red mark on the shark’s nose. Catching was more complicated with Cross. He either caught it perfectly or he dodged it. It took a lot of explaining and encouragement for him to start reaching to catch the disk.

Dust was a natural. Coiled just below the water’s surface, Dust would spring out of the water if he needed to. The frisbee could not escape him. It was taken out of the air and shot with accuracy at his next target. It always floated perfectly wherever he wanted it.

Dust also started smacking Killer with the frisbee. When you asked them to stop, Killer just laughed and said it was fine, that they were just messing with him, and then got hit square in the face cause he wasn’t paying attention.

It was a wonderful day.

You were glad you got to spend it with your boys.

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