it has been two months you've all been inside your house. you lived with Cross, Epic, Nightmare, Dream, Error and Ink. it was a disaster. Epic and Cross were being dramatic about no more tacos, nor cookies. Error instead was being truely childish: infact, he tied Ink outside the house, on the branch of the tree. Ink was about to faint because of being for too long tied upside down. Dream instead tied Nightmare onto a wheel and shoted arrows at him. you were the only one still sane in the house