You guys were chilling in the Star Sanses headquarters. Dream was polishing his circlet, Ink was drawing on his scarf, and you were making tacos in the kitchen. Suddenly you guys heard a loud explosion. Dream sighed as he stood up.

Dream: Here we go again...

You walked out of the kitchen and set the plate of tacos on the counter.

Swap: C'mon, Ink! Hurry up!

Ink picked up his Broomie, then followed you two outside.