{So what do we have here? The replaceable trio of instability?}
The trio are startled at the direct words flowing into their mind, as telepathy was a very rare trait only seen and even more rarely used due to its powers.
"W-who are you!?!?" Exclaimed Blue. "Where are you and why did you do do all of this?"
{oh little manipulator, I'm the tree in front of you! The name is Yggardael. Why did you come here?}
"To stop you from kidnapping any more poor, innocent skeletons!" said Dream.
{Oh little traitor dear, I take them to enjoy myself unlike you!}
"What's with you calling us the unstables anyway? We haven't done anything to make AU's unstable." remarked Ink.
{The Blue manipulator that trucked the mistake of the multiverse, the so called 'guardian' of toxic positivity and betrayal, and you, the sociopathic and emotionless husk.}
"H-how do you know all... of that?" Asked Dream.
{Because that golden tree was my little sibling in which makes you my little nephews. Now, i won't be stopping anytime soon with my preferences, so...}. The tree raised its roots and aimed its leaves at the trio.
{łęävė bêførē åñÿôńé gëtš pūt įñtô mÿ collection, my last mercy as your auntie.}
"No! We won't leave until you free the other Sanses!" said Blue in indignation.
"Blue, no! A rotten fruit alone gave Nightmare more power than I do as unwilling as I am to admit it. How powerful do you think a fully-grown tree that is my aunt will be?" asked Dream. Ink nodded as if he understood but poised his paintbrush in a fighting pose, looking somewhat ridiculous as his 3'8 self.
"We still have to try, right?" asked Ink. The other two it ready for battle as each of the roots grew harder and the leaves grew sharper.
Blue jumped at the tree suddenly, shooting his blasters at the main body of Yggardael while cutting at its roots. Ink went after blue, swinging his brush and throwing various portals from weapon-filled spaces to counter the now flying leaves shooting at them. Dream shot at the back, feeling a sense of danger from the roots.
Suddenly, one of the roots burst from underground and wrapped Dream in a full-body knot, slowly draining his magic.
He tried to call for help, but his two friends were too busy fighting off the now faster roots and sharper leaves that his 'aunt' were shooting at them. Getting smaller and smaller, he then transformed into a small, fiery orange-yellow orb with an apple inside it and two black dots for eyes. •~• unable to help his friends against the onslaught or greenery, the roots then absorbed him and transferred him into one of the canopy level of the cages.
Looking around the cage, he saw other nearby cages made of the same branches holding him inside, with other various versions of "him". Desperate, he took out the apple and tried to eat it, making the branches around him take the apple and extracting the seeds, leaving only a magic-less fruit behind.
Blue finally noticed the lack of support from Dream, and asked Ink where Dream was.
"Where's Dream, Ink?" asked Blue. "I never noticed that he disappeared, Blue. We have to find him after taking down this tree!" replied Ink.
{I've taken him and you're not getting him back. You should really pay more attention to your allies, or is that just a habit for stealing credit Blue?}
"Give him back!" Shouted blue, and he was stabbed in the chest by a root that just narrowly scraped by his soul being for the split second Blue took to shout at Yggardael.
Lifting up the root to what seemed to be a giant, glassy eye, Yggardael states one thing.
{Give me your entire being, and he shall be given back to you. I have taken the apple's magic so he won't be powered by it anymore, since I'll have a few nieces growing soon. Also, I've taken most of his magic so he's in his true form right now. He is safe though so you won't have to do that trivial thing called worrying.}
The attacks on Ink grew less as the tree talked with the manipulator, and Ink saw that the situation was dire because he was slowly getting more exhausted while his allies were taken by the tree, so he called for the strongest skeleton on his side.
Fresh!sans, the possessed skeleton.
Tree Talks!
You think that they're gonna be alright, Yggdrasil?|
[They'll be fine! This is the 49'th time now though.]
49'th?!?!? They must be tired after fighting our nephew and his friends so many times!|
[I'd already told you, they'd be fine! They were never okay in the core to begin with, so it doesn't damage them in any way.]
Pronouns!
Urraina: She/her
Yggardael: they/them
Yerbanora: She/it
Yggdrasil: He/him
A/N: They/them!
A/n Facts!
Hello! This is a small list of facts that I'll be putting here right now about the beings here. Each and every one of them are based off a side of me.
Yerbanora: my worrywort yet kind side
Yggdrasil: my sarcastic and rude side.
Yggardael: my sadistic side that enjoys the screams of terror of my classmates
Urraina: the side of rationality and my desires.
Also Urraina is currently chilling out at home right now, sipping on a gemberry-sweetened star fruit soda.
Gemberries are basically fruit-flavored sugar crystals that grow on blueberry-looking bonsai shrubs native to Drakūrfloa.