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14 - Nights

Horror

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"Daddy?" I had been crying. "Are y-you okay?"

"Don't be scared.." My daddy held my hand. "It's okay, just look away.."

"Wh-why?"

"Shh, look away, please. I'm going to run off so fast that I'll leave a trail of dust, eh?"

"R-really?"

"Yep..it's a magic trick..just look away for a moment.."

"Okay.." I looked away.

"I love you, my little horror.." He let go of my hand.

When I looked back, there was a pile of dust.

"Daddy?" I was frightened; mommy had run away like that, too, but we didn't find her.. "Daddy?!"

There was nobody. Mommy and daddy had run away fast enough to leave dust behind..but they left me. I cried; I'd never see daddy again! I wanted my daddy! I cried over the dust he left; why'd he have to go?

"Horror?" Someone touched my shoulder. "Horror, you're having a 'me.'"

"H-huh?" I opened my eyesockets; Dad was there. "Oh..s-sorry.."

"It's all right." Dad hugged me closely. 

"I hope I didn't wake you.."

"I was up..do you want to talk about it?" 

"No.." I shook my skull.

"All right, then. Do you want a midnight snack?" Dad always knew how to cheer me up.

"Yes, please."

"Okay. Do you want something healthy, or do you want something that'll keep you up?"

"Keep me up? I don't wanna sleep.."

"All right; I'll stay up with you, then. Get into your day clothes, and I'll come back with a snack."

(My brother threatened me to leave the typo I have just made: "I'll come bacc with a snacc." Okay, enjoy the rest of the story.)

"Okay, Dad." I nodded, getting out of bed.

Dad left me to change, and I did so. Dad knew how bad nightmares could be, and he would sometimes let us stay up if we went bed early the next day; I didn't want to dream about my parents. I loved my parents, but..I had to move on. Nightmare was my dad, now, and although he would never replace my old parents, he was my new one; I loved him just as much. I decided to wear a red and black sweater and some jeans; they would be comfortable. When I was dressed, I went into the living room; we were in the lower house tonight, which meant that the couch was larger and more comfortable. I grabbed a blanket and curled up in it while waiting for Dad; it was so warm. Dad knew that I loved warm things; they made me forget about the hole in my skull. The hole made it drafty, and I was often cold without a blanket covering it. Sometimes, I wished I had never fallen out of my crib; that was stupid of baby me to do, and it would have saved me a lot of cold nights. When Dad came back, he sat on the couch next to me and handed me a piece of pie; it was chocolate flavored! 

 "Thanks, Dad!" I smiled, accepting the pie.

"Of course." Dad returned my smile and wrapped an arm around me. 

I started to eat my pie in silence. Dad was a really good dad; he did all sorts of stuff that normal dads didn't, like staying up all night when one of us had a nightmare. Dad didn't need to sleep as much as normal people, since the multiverse was his boss; he could stay awake for weeks if he needed to! I didn't really like the multiverse; it was mean to my dad, but Dad never really said the same. Dad always said that we should respect the multiverse, but I sometimes felt like he was being forced to say that; he was afraid that something bad would happen if he didn't. I was scared of when Error would have to do a job, too; he would only be ten. I was eight, at the moment, but I knew that I wouldn't have been able to do a job like that in two years. Dad said that he would teach Error how to be a good servant of the multiverse, since he would have been hurt if he wasn't; I didn't want my little brother to be hurt..