Sans AU Oneshots [Requests Closed]

Sleep [Nightmare Angst]

TW: Self harm, self hatered, insomnia(?)

Nightmares Point of View

     Knock, knock.
      "Come in.." I muttered, tiredly. I heard the doorknob turn, and looked up to see Error in his usual resting clothes; Red camisole with yellow straps, dark blue-gray shorts, and purple-gray socks. His aura was a mix of concern, and irritation..? He leaned his hand against the doorknob, a few seconds in to his staring his hand glitched through the doorknob and he stumbled forward. "Are you okay? What did you need?" I asked.

     "Do you know what time it is?" "Of course I know what time it is, it's 9-"
     "It's midnight, Nightmare." Error spat. Midnight? Was it that late?
      "I doesn't matter.. why are you up this late? You should be in bed." I turned my attention back to my work.
     "Nightmare Joku." Fuck... I looked at his annoyed expression.
     "You need sleep!"
     "No."

     Error walked over to me, a dark aura hanging around him.
     "Please, Night... You can't keep doing this." He pleaded.
      "Yes I can. It's not like I can die a second time from sleep deprivation." I argued, not meaning to sound as cold as I did. It was just how I talked. Error stayed silent a worried expression now on his face.
     "What do you mean a second time..?" Shit.

Narrators Point of View:

     "Nightmare. What do you mean a second time?" The glitched male spoke in a stern tone. Nightmare ran his hands through his hair in a stressed manner.
     "It's nothing..."
      "Tell me."
      "It's not impor-"
     "That wasn't a question."
     Nightmare sighed.    
     "Look, it happened in the past, and we all know that it would take fucking Fate to kill me now... I've already had my chance... I don't get another." Nightmare paused, contemplating whether he should say this or not. 'Fuck it.' "I can't die. I have people, lost souls who need me to stay... Dust and Killer don't have anywhere else to go, same goes for you, XChara, and Cross. Fell and Swapfell don't feel heard or respected, and it's painful to think that they would go so far as to purposefully hurt themselves without the attention and respect we give them. Horror doesn't feel loved...they deserve to feel loved, and like they matter..."

     Night rambled.
     "..." Error backed away, laughing. "The King of Negativity can care! Ha!" Nightmare looked over to Error, just in time to see them begin to cry. "You FUCKING hypocrite!" Shouted, still laughing. Nightmare shivered.
     "Fuck off." As Errors laughter died down, he looked at Nightnare with a pained expression.
     "Night...I'm your best friend...I know you. And I know when something is wrong. You can keep doing this."
     "Leave."
     "Pardon?"
     "I said," Error felt a cold, thick, string like substance wrap around his body, and toss him outside of the door. "LEAVE." Slam.
     "What the actually fuck did you just do?" Swapfell stared in disbelief. "And what the fuck did we just hear?" Error began laughing. Not in the psychotic manner he usually did, and like he did earlier, it felt more warm, and happy. Truly happy.

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A/N: Tell me if you want me to continue this! I literally have no idea how to continue on with this and it's cringy as fuck so- Until next time!

EDIT: I added to the story abs took out the ending because it was the most cringy thing I have read since reading a story I made in third grade :D