Sitting up from my cozy bed, with much hesitation, I stretched and popped all the needed bones. The jacket I wore to sleep was still on me, just very incorrect, somehow I managed to have it upside down, the hood to my butt and the bottom at my head. I really did sleep strangely..
Stepping out from the comfort of my bed and onto the cold floor I took the jacket off and grabbed the one I was gifted instead, and folded the other. I should probably return this to Nightmare, I've had his jacket for days now...I thought as I grabbed a pair of sweats. [Apologies if your character wears a dress. There will be options in the next chapter] and fixed my white shirt and slippers. Before heading out. Nightmare usually hangs out in his throne room or office before breakfast doing whatever he does. I'll check those places first. If he isnt in either of those rooms I'll check the library.
The throne room was empty, I checked his office, also empty, then the library. You guessed it, empty. Where is he? I walked into the kitchen, and did a double take. Lo and behold, there was nightmare in a vibrant pink apron, holding a spatula looking at me. He blinked, I blinked. Then there was silence.
"Not a word about this to anyone. Error didn't want to cook, neither did Horror and last time I let a Papyrus cook it tasted like bunt toast. I'll lie and tell them you made it and don't try and tell them about this conversation." He threatened pointing the spatula at my throat.
I raised my hands, showing I gave up, "Chill I wasnt going to say anything..! I was actually looking for you." He raised a brow, flipping the bacon. "Your jacket, I've had it for long enough, sorry about that by the way-"
"Keep it." He said in a monotone voice.
"Wha-"
"I have plenty of jackets, losing one won't damage me. And you basically claimed it, I've seen you walk around in it like pjs." He deadpanned as he checked the waffles.
A tiny amount of blush dusted my cheeks, "Ahah...sorry about that, in all honesty it's really soft and comfortable! I see why you like it so much!" He actually had one on again, wonder how many he has. "Glad you dont mind me keeping it, I really like it as you could tell..ahah." shut up [y/n] you're making this akward on yourself!
There were a few minutes of silence, i set the table up but he began to speak. "You have a phone right?" I nodded, and he continued. "The other day Killer suggested we add some form of contact information if the summoning apple stopped working suddenly so-"
"Summoning apple? You mean the necklace or an actual apple?"
"...are you stupid? Yes I mean the necklace! Unless you keep an apple with you at all times, and not just any apples, MY apples, then there is no other apple!" He growled, using a tentacle to flick my forhead, before sighing. "SO, we also have phones, even if we are evil we have people to talk to who we cant meet up with, Killer suggested we just add our contacts in.""As long as I get to pick the nicknames knock yourselves out." I gave a shrug, "Not like I had many people before. Only Frisk, Toriel, Sans, and Papy. Sans and Papy stopped texting me a year after we met so I shouldnt count them.." I mumbled.
In return he only gave a slightly intrested hum before finishing up the food. He shoved the apron in my hands and I put the jacket in a safe place. Under the sink, only for the time being.
A few minutes, around 20, the other skeletons living in the castle began to pour in, Nightmare already sitting at the front of the table, and for the first time I sat next to him. Well as next to him a I could get, usually there was always a spot between Killer and Cross for me, but early bird gets the worm! We ate our food, they thanked me while I silently thanked Nightmare.
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PROTECTIVE [Dreamtale Nightmare x reader]
Fanfic[Y/N] a human who never truly understood why people hated negativity, and enjoyed any form of positivity. Even if it harmed them. They believed negativity was positivity in disguise. Everything good comes from something bad, so why hate negativity...