My mind had been a mess for roughly a week. I had the approval to adopt the child from my "superior," but I still wasn't sure what to do; I was still worried that he would be hurt in some way just for being acquainted with me! After seeing my hesitation, the multiverse again spoke to me, and I had made up my mind. I would adopt the child, and no harm would befall him until he was old enough to defend himself from the other side..in exchange for something. I had to wait to find out what my side of the deal was, and I would have to accept it, no matter what it was, if I adopted him. I had made up my mind; I would adopt the child. I had taken almost all of my free time in the past week to prepare everything for the child's arrival, such as a room, proper mealtimes, and toys; Killer was a child, after all! I had also decided that I would educate the child myself; I didn't want him to feel lonely, but I also didn't want him to be exposed to the world, just yet. Besides, he had already had many experiences being bullied, and I didn't want him to have to go through that again. I woke up early in the morning to find that there was no urge to correct the balance; I was happy about that.
I rose from my bed with a small yawn before standing up; I had decided to eat some breakfast before going through the trials of the day. Walking to the kitchen, I passed a few pictures in a hallway, smiling at a few of the nicer ones; they were mostly just stars or other things I liked. I would have put a picture of Dream and me there, but Dream knew where I lived; I didn't need him seeing that. My home was rather small, to be honest; unlike some rumors, I did not have a mansion, nor did I have a castle. I had a plain two-story house with a nice attic and a hidden basement..which led to my true home. I was fairly sure nobody knew about my basement, since I had hidden it with some of my most powerful magic, but it was more than suitable to live in. Yeah, if I did have a secret mansion..it was down there. So I had my secrets; everybody had secrets. I only went down there if I needed to, however; when I woke up, I could use the kitchen in the upper home. When I made it to the kitchen, I made some toast; I wasn't feeling too hungry, today. It didn't take too long before I found myself preparing to go to Outertale, and I really..I was rather nervous..
"Nightmare, it's perfectly fine." I muttered to myself. "You have permission, safety, and will..so why is it so hard? No, no, no, I can't think like that. In and out..twenty minutes. Yes, that is a perfectly unrealistic time that will soothe my fears. Heh..twenty minutes, right? More like twenty years.."
I sighed as I forced myself to open the portal, hoping this would go well, but ultimately not feeling like that could ever happen. I stepped through to Outertale, feeling the calm glow of the stars silently cheering me on; well, the multiverse had a way of making me feel calm, I'd give it that. With the reassurance from my surroundings, I teleported to the orphanage; walking would give me too much time to change my mind at the last minute. As I entered the building, I noticed that all eyes suddenly shifted to me - a feeling I had never forgotten, and would experience in the future, no doubt. I didn't mind the feeling, though, walking to the front desk with a mission. It seemed that Outer was minding the front today, and he wasn't necessarily enthusiastic upon seeing me. He sipped a space-themed beverage as he looked at me.
"Nightmare..what can I do for you..?" He kept a forced smile.
"I was uh..wondering if.." I had no idea what to say! I felt my nerves skyrocketing as I spoke to the other. "I.."
"Are you okay?"
"I..."
"Do you want something to drink?" Outer seemed oddly concerned about me.
YOU ARE READING
Avid Adopter
FanfictionThe Guardian of Negativity, sometimes called the King thereof. He's one of the coldest, meanest beings in the multiverse. So..why does he suddenly have small footsteps scurrying around the house? Nightmare Sans story. I do not own Nightmare Sans or...