You had been a member of the bad sanses for a while, adapting to their chaotic personalities and nature rather quickly. Not much of a surprise, as you were just like them. Insane, outcasted, hurt. In the inside, the bad sanses were quite the strange group compared to their outward appearances, like a dysfunctional family on the inside and murderers on the outside.

Tonight, due to the fact that Nightmare hasn’t given any of you missions, you all had time to yourselves. And Killer thought it would just be a great idea to watch the new Trolls movie… and now he was fucking singing with Velvet and Veneer with a microphone-

Killer: “FAME!!! I’M GONNA LIVE FOREVER!!!!”

Dust: “I swear to the stars- Killer, lower your goddamn volume. It me the middle of the night.”

Horror: “…. It looks kinda fun though.”

Cross: “Horror, please don’t join him, I might actually cry if that happened.”

Error: “No, no. Join Killer, I’m recording this so I can blackmail him later-“

Killer: “YOU’RE WHAT-?!!”

Error: “Nothing~!”

It’s a surprise that Nightmare hasn’t came down to yell at you all to shut up yet…