Misery Loves Company

Nightmare And Dream Meet The Originals

After breakfast is over, you drag Dream to your office. “me and cross are dating now” you say, getting a squeal of happiness from Dream, “i’m so happy for you, night!!” he exclaims and you scoff. “now go, that’s all i wanted to tell you, and tell rose that it’s his turn to refill the medical stock” you say, and Dream nods.

You smile before frowning at the paperwork on your desk, you hate paperwork. You begin approving or turning down forms that are asking for leave, a bored feeling making your face blank of all expression.

You shriek when you begin to fall, hearing the alarmed call of Dream. Into what do you fall? You’re unsure of yourself, but the glimpse that you get as you fall points to a portal. But where to?

You groan as you land on your face, having flipped over during a point of falling. You dust yourself off furiously as you stand, “i swear to the stars above, if thread made that portal, he is a dead skeleton” you growl. “OH MY” you hear someone gasp out, sounding very much like Blue.

You look up, a copy of your group and you meeting your vision. “what the fuck?” you deadpan, looking behind you to see Dream, Blue, and Ink all together. Your tendrils twitch as you process the information laid in front of your eyelight. You’re surprised when blue strings lash out from above, trying to grab you but failing and only sliding through your thick corruption.

You rumble with a growl, “that’s not very nice of you, damn it, let me figure out what’s going on first!” you shout, tendrils lashing out more furiously. Everyone looks baffled, even the other Nightmare, who also looks annoyed by your interruption. You, remembering what Thread showed you, open the code.

This action seemed to make the others even more shocked, you merely skimmed the code you couldn’t read until you came upon what happened in Dreamtale. “ah, that’s different” you say simply before closing the code. The other Killer looks back and forth between you and his Nightmare, parting his teeth, “no” you command simply, and his jaw snaps shut with an audible click.

The other Nightmare growls viciously and animal-like, tendrils darting at you with major killing intent. You don’t dodge and simply allow them to slice through you, “you know, if we’re the same fundamentally, then you should know that i’m immortal” you say, the weird tingling sensation of your corruption mixing not being painful at all.

“then again, from what i’ve gathered, we’re not very similar at all” you state, freaking out on the inside rather than on the outside, you don’t like this. You turn to the Dream as soon as the tendrils are ripped back, “tsk, you should really train more, you’re much weaker than my dream” you chide with a click of your non-existent tongue.

“this has got to be the original multiverse” you say, confidence heavy in your voice. Ink pukes in the background and you scrunch your face in disgust, “ew, how gross” you say, disdain very much clear in your voice. “w-who are you?!” Dream shouts out, a determined look on his face.

You put on a similar expression as you allow your corruption to leave you, “w-who are you?!” you mock, inwardly laughing at their shock and disbelief. “i’m nightmare of dreamtale! abnormality” you say, putting an evil expression on that seems to further shock them that such an innocent looking face could look so mean.

You place your hands onto your hips with a triumphant smirk, both of your purple eyelights glimmering with vial intentions, “but you can call me-” you pause, thinking, “misery? i don’t know”, you shrug. You look at your counterpart, Nightmare, who’s eyelight shakes as he sees the form he hates so much.

Nightmare’s gang looks at you with weird facial expressions, “did boss really look like that?” Horror inquires, looking at Killer who shrugs with a bewildered look. You answer for them, “oh yeah, he did, a long time ago. for me, it was different though, me and the real nightmare became one and the same, while your nightmare can only take the form of corruption, and remember how weak we were in this form” you speak, taking your crown from atop your head.

“dream, however, in my multiverse, saved me and helped me, like a good brother. but, he was trapped like your dream, and became stone for five hundred years” you reveal, Dream’s eyelights turning to stars. “so i can save him!!”, you smile and start laughing.

Dream’s smile of determination falters as you compose yourself, “no, you can’t, your brother is long dead and gone, he might as well have never even existed” you respond. “even if he could be ‘saved’, he would never be the same, and eventually this would happen again” you state, tendrils writhing at the negativity that Blue and OG Nightmare’s gang releases.

Ink calls out with a ‘hey’ and squeals, gathering attention. You look at him with disdain, “what do you want, waste?” you inquire, making Dream and Blue’s frowns deepen. “DON’T CALL HIM THAT, IT’S INCREDIBLY RUDE!!” Blue shouts and you roll your eyelights.

“i call them how i know they are” you say simply, “and ink, is a waste of valuable space in the multiverses, pretending to be a good person”, you scoff. Error seems to have peeked up in interest, narrowing his sockets at you, “what do you mean by that?” he questions, making you hum.

Should you ruin the potentially original multiverse? You pause, fuck it.

“well, he has no soul, therefore, all his morals only attain to him. fighting him off his paints is really exciting, since he is much less predictable” you reveal, Error nods to himself. “for example, i bet this ink is incredibly persistent about not interfering with the aus, yes?” you remark, getting curious nods from all around.

“and he really seems to stick to dream, does he not?” you present again, and more nods flow, as well as a sweating Ink. “i, myself, know many things, even more than all of you combined. i know stories, as i am friends with a certain history keeper, and i know things beyond this plane of existence” you inwardly refer to the creators of popular Sans AUs.

“i know enough to destroy multiple multiverses, perhaps even omniverses” you say boredly, “if this nightmare was smarter, perhaps he would have long discovered the secrets of himself, dream, error, ink, and the apples of feelings” you say, the unsaid ‘like me’ making everyone around nervous with the power you hold.

“though i cannot blame the young and naive, unlike my counterpart”, a portal appears in the distance, Dream stumbling through. “brother!!” he shouts, and you sigh, “there’s prince dream now” you say, putting your crown back and allowing yourself to corrupt again, the height difference not affecting you anymore.

DA! Dream, or your Dream, sprints over to you. He jumps on you, almost making you fall over. “dream!” you scold, angry, Dream quickly climbs down, “sorry, we were all worried y’know, you suddenly fell through a mysterious portal out of nowhere” he says and you groan. “is the castle okay?”, Dream stops, “what?” he asks, you drag a hand over your face, “did dust explode or not?” you inquire, frustration leaking into your voice.

“not that i know of” he says, a bit of a questioning tone leaking in. “don’t ask, you will find out later” you say, putting a lot of emphasis on ‘will’. The other Nightmare seems to have been talking, or trying to get your attention, since he suddenly shouts out, “don’t ignore me!!”. A tendril comes rushing at DA! Dream before you can say a word, it pierces through his chest.

“oh fuck!” DA! Dream curses as the tendril pulls away, curled around a golden apple. You pause, and cry inwardly as you lamante on how innocent your brother once was, vowing to give Killer a tough time when you return. In an instant the golden apple is back in DA! Dream’s chest, “that’s a perk of having a golden apple, they repel and avoid negativity, just like mine avoids and repels positivity” you say, smirking cockily at the other and obviously more pathetic brother duo.

DA! Dream says nothing for a moment as he heals his body, “these forms are really too weak, brother, are there any stronger ones” he says after, and you shake your skull. “physically, yes, magically, no” you say as you both begin to walk towards the portal leading home, ignoring the skeletons from both sides that trail after you due to their leaders’ orders.

That is, until it disappears...

A/N: you guys may not know, but I messed up the order of another chapter about Cross getting a request from Nightmare but I lost it, but whatever, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter