The SS mental hospital (Sanscest)

Blue clones in strings

It was a beautiful day outside. No one was really sure how to get back to their usual routine. With Error coming back, Cross disappearing with him, Nightmare being depressed, Ink not being able to feel emotions since Sci was to busy with Error things to make his emotion potion, and Killer wanting to propose to Outer soon, while trying to keep it secret.

So Geno thought it was fine to just let them be. All together of course. Epic went somewhere. None of them were really sure were, but he had been seen with a certain 80s picture boy recently.

Now they were all outside simply doing whatever they pleased as Reaper and Geno watched them.

"Shh don't cry." Red said softly, as he hugged Classic in his arms. Classic continued to cry though. "It's okay it's not your fault."

"But I could have told him. Then he wouldn't have to be so sad." Classic wrote.

"No offense, but I don't think it would have changed anything. Besides it's more of their problem if you ask me, and sometimes relationships need to face problems together, and they become stronger because of them."

Classic stared at him in disbelief. Then he smiled. "I see you're taking my advice." He wrote

Red blushed light- well red. He rubbed Classics hand. "I guess yer just good at giving advice." He said. Classic nodded proudly.

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"So you can just turn into him whenever you want?" Dream asked.

Nightmare nodded questionably. "I mean I haven't tried it whenever I want, but he did it so maybe?"

Dream looked at him confusedly. "And what did you say happened last night?"

"We kinda like started merging together?" He said in more of a question.

Dream looked at him skeptically. "Right. Are you sure you weren't dreaming?" He asked.

Nightmare shrugged. "I don't know."

Dream thought for a while. Shattered nodded. 'He's right.'

Dream looked at him skeptically. 'Ready?' Shattered asked devilishly. Dream shook his head rapidly, but Shattered didn't care. He jumped in, but Dream struggled against it, making them a lurch back and forth.

"Stop struggling, it's not gonna hurt." Shattered said.

Dream wasn't exactly sure if he should trust him or not, but he didn't really have a choice. They calmed down, and then it happened.

His soul changed from being two thirds gold and one third goopy glodish black. To being a dark yellow. They stared at it. More like he stared at it. They were now only one person.

Dream sat down in amazement and confusion. "D-dr-Dream?" He asked himself, as if someone was going to answer. He wasn't sure whether to call out to Dream or to Shattered, since neither of them felt like himself, but at the same time both of them did.

He felt his chest, arms, head. He still looked like Dream by the looks of it. It didn't fell weird more like complete? Like he was whole now. It was the strangest thing he had ever felt. But for some reason it was also amazing.