𝐶𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐴 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 ☬ℑ𝔫𝔨𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢☬ ☬𝔈𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨☬

Chapter 8: Breakup of many

~■Nightmare's PoV■~

I paced around my room, contemplating if I should or shouldn't go visit the ink blot. I heard he was unconscious for a while and I wasn't to worried at first but it's been, what, nine days? Almost ten?

Anyway, I finally decided on going to see skittle face. I opened a black and slightly goopy portal to Ink's room only to find an oreo sleeping, even though it's it's midday, and literal death glaring at me

I raised a bone brow and I think I managed to looked confused, that or he was getting impatient with my lack of response, because he got up and walked over to me, glaring at me the whole time

"What do you think your doing here? And in my brothers room at that?"

I just sighed with a small growl mixed in as I glared back at him

"What do you think I'm doing here? I came to see if the ink blot was awake. I have something to ask of him."

His glare only hardened before I heard a voice in the doorway, so of course I turned around

"Night? What are you doing here? And talk to me about what exactly?"

I sighed and straightened my posture so I was standing straight up and put both my arms behind my back in a 'fancy' manner, looking straight at Ink

"Mind if we talk in private. I have a feeling your brother isn't gonna like what I have to say no matter what."

He laughed a little and nodded and then looked at Reaper

"Alright, sure. Don't worry, I'll be fine Reap."

I made a portal and gestured for Ink to head in, which he did, and I followed after. We landed on the surface of what looked to me and Undertale pacifist timeline. Ugh, positivity

"What is it you wanted to talk to me about Nightmare?"

I looked down to the ink blot and sighed a bit

"Listen I know it's sudden, but.."

~□Ink's PoV□~

"... I wanted to ask if you would like to join my group."

I widened my eyes at what he had just said and did a double take

"You.. want me to.. join your group? Why?"

"I noticed how stressed you are whenever your around them and whenever your trying to do your job. Stress isn't good for one, even if they don't have an actual soul. AndthefactthatyourmycrushandImisshavingyouaround."

He said the last part fastly and in a whisper so I couldn't properly make it out. I took a deep breath and rubbed my templets

"Night.. I'm not completely sure where you got the idea that I'm stressed because of them but I can assure you that they are not the ones making me stressed."

He looked down and looked as though he was thinking of something before he lifted his head back up and looked at me once more

"Then what is making you stressed?"

He put a hand out and had a semi-pleading look in his eyes, or rather eye. He actually looked like he genuinely wanted to help me, but I couldn't tell either way

"Listen, Night, I don't need your help nor want it. I'm fine and I have been fine and I'll ways be fine. Don't make it harder on yourself-"

"THEN JUST TELL ME GOD DAMNIT! I care about you more than I would like to and you keep not caring for yourself! You know what, I'm done. I offered you help but you couldn't even take a tiny ass step out of that shell of yours and I'm sick of it. I'm done trying to help you when you can't even help yourself. Good bye Ink."

With that said, he opened a portal and jumped through, not even looking back once. I sighed as I made my own portal to my room and walked into it

I fell onto my bed face first and just stayed there. I felt a pressure on the side of the bed right next to my head. Heh, it rhymed. I turned my head to look at Reaper, then buried my head in the blanket once more

"So... how did it go?"

You could tell he was feeling a bit awkward... and a little nervous

"Oh it was just splendid! It was the best time I ever had in my whole entire existence! We got to break off whatever string of friendship we ever had and best of all I lost my first ever crush!"

He chuckled a bit as he pat my back, trying to comfort me. Usually when he touched someone they would die almost instantly, but me being the soulless monster I am, I can't be killed by magic. It would have to be a physical attack for me to die. I can still be hurt with magic though

"Sarcasm noted. I'm sorry that happened Inky. Maybe that crush just wasn't ment to happen. Maybe theres another out there-"

"Or maybe I'm just a stupid skeleton that actually thought he could be happy for once even though he has to drink stupid vials just for some supid emotions."

~◇Reaper's PoV◇~ (*le gasp* a new PoV?! Nani?!)

I sighed as I lifted his head to facd me and sure enough he had white slits as his pinprick thing. Idk what the bloody hell to call it!

"Inky, go take your vials."

He shook his head and lifted it out of my hand and plopped it right back on the bed

"Why not?"

He moved his head a tiny bit so he could look at me

"Because emotions are not worth the pain. And I'm not worth emotions."

Oh no, he's being the depressi expressi Inku again. I lifted his head again but this time I took his arms, lifted him onto my lap and hugged him tight

"Please, never say you aren't worth anything, because to me, you are worth everything. If Nightmare can't see that then he's just a blind old octopus that doesn't deserve you. Come on, let's get you some emotions, alright?"

He didn't say anything for a minute or two. He eventually sighed and nodded

"But don't you fucking dare try to cuddle me Reap."

I chuckled as I set him down and stood up. It was somewhat amusing how angry he got when I stood up because I was way taller than him, reason being I'm the oldest of us three, which is a blessing and a curse. I realized he didn't have his vials on him and looked toward the desk to see his vials were empty. Wha- ho- they were just full, I swear!

"So, how do you usually fill your vials?"