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Ink and Blueberry are coming over today. Ink really wants to keep checking on me and Dream living together. He wants to keep track of what's going on as we move towards making peace.
Or as he would say it, 'record and estimate what is going on in this timeline.'
Meanwhile Blueberry is convinced that I'm going to betray and kill Dream at any point, or worse, torture and brainwash him. I don't blame him. That does sound like something I would try to do.Dream had cleaned the house for Ink and Blueberry's arrival. I hear a few knocks at the door before Ink and Blueberry walk in.
"Dreeeam!~ we're here!" Ink announces cheerfully.Blueberry walks past me with Ink giving me a small glare. For the shortest skeleton in the Multiverse he doesn't do half bad at being intimidating.
One thing I've learned about Blueberry when fighting him, is to never underestimate his physical strength. Blueberry may be small, but he can beat most other skeletons in an arm wrestle, and then carry them up a mountain.I scowl back at him as the two go to find Dream in the kitchen. I can immediately tell when they found Dream because of all the squealing that the three of them do to greet each other.
I sigh and roll my eyes as I walk over to the living room and wait for them on the couch.Dream walks into the living room with them all sunshine and rainbows. Talking with the shrill voice he puts on for everyone who can't see through his lying smile.
Ink isn't verry good at reading body language as it is, he gets too distracted too easily to notice when Dream is lying.
Blueberry, I assume just isn't verry smart. Besides, right now he's to busy watching every move that I make in case it's hostile."Okay, I'm gonna start out with the usual questions, then, because it's been a year, I'm just going to ask some additional questions." Ink says as he sits in the cushioned chair across from the couch that I was sitting on. Dream sits next to me as Ink took out a pen and note pad.
"Have you two been fighting while living together?" Ink asks us,
"No," Dream answers as I sit back and cross my arms in annoyance at these stupid questions.
"Dream, have you ever felt in danger when Nightmare gets mad?" Ink asks.
"No, never." Dream answers.
"Hmm, okay." Ink scribbles in the note pad as Dream answers the questions. Blueberry wonders around and scans the house for any sign that I've hurt Dream."So you two have been getting along well?" Ink asks happily, seeming to be glad of how well everything is going.
"Ya, we do everything together." Dream smiles brightly."Okay then, just a few more questions. Have you two ever had sex?" Ink asks without changing his tone at all.
"What?!" Dream screeches,
"What the fuck?!" I yell. Blueberry suddenly pays attention.
"What kind of question is that!?" Blueberry yells at Ink.
"I'm just trying to figure out what kind of timeline this is!" Ink puts his hands up in defence, "You'd be surprised how often Dreammare shows up in timelines like this!" Ink explains."Ehh... N-no, w-we have not done... That." Dream answers awkwardly.
"Okay. Have you kissed or have some kind of romantic engagement with each other?" Ink asks.
"This is stupid, where are you getting this from!?" I growl at Ink.
"Interesting reactions..." Ink mutters to himself as he writes in the note pad.
"NO! We have Not!" Dream insists with an embarrassed expression.I huff in frustration as I feel my cheeks get hot, I sit back in my seat with a frown as I turn away with my arms crossed tighter.
My phone buzzes in my pocket to tell me that some idiot is calling me. If Killer is calling to tell me that someone broke another window in my castle, I'm going to kill all of them.
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Nightmare's Little Brothers [ShatteredDreammare Story]
FanficDream x Nightmare x Shattered!Dream ======================== Shattered is a broken soul, in denial of his brother's "unfortunate murder". He's so desperate to have his brother back, that he doesn't even care if it's his own Nightmare. Trouble is, th...