Mama Noot Wants To Come Home.

Relief and unease ch.6

Nightmares pov:
I was relieved to discover that they were all still alive and that no one had lost another eye or a limb, so I could stop worrying. However, my relief was short-lived as I soon began to worry about the long-term consequences of this battle. Those who helped my gang had earned my respect, but I still had uneasy feelings about them. I was not sure if this act of bravery would lead to more dangerous situations in the future. For these reasons, I was in a state of perpetual uneasiness.
* Nightmare's expression turned into a poker face as his gang cried out to him*
I awoke from my trance and saw the expressions of my gang, they looked ugly. They were clearly ugly criers. I began to chuckle a little, but seeing Swapfell G. with a worried expression created a stone in my stomach. He was Classic's partner, so it was understandable, but I did not want to show him Classic yet. He was too bruised and bandaged up. I knew that if I showed him Classics now, it would be too much for him to bear. I looked away from him and pretended to focus my attention on something else, but my fear became a reality when he asked me " Not to destroy this family reunion, but where is Classic?" I felt a wave of sorrow come over me. I opened my mouth to respond, but his seeing my expression flipped a panic switch in him.
He immediately knew I was holding something back from him. " Is he dead?" He studdered with eyes filled with red tears. I shook my head, avoiding his gaze, and wished I could say something that would console him. The tension became dark and negative; I liked it, of course, but it came at the wrong time.
" No he is not dead, just very bruised and wounded. He is not in a recovery sleep, so he should recover just fine." I said I was still avoiding his tear-filled eyes. Swapfell G. frown turned softer, and his prayers were answered. " Let me show you instead, -Turns the device towards Classic - see he is sleeping soundly, he even has a smile on him. "

Cross's pov:

Boss was still alive, and my broken heart began to recover from the thought of finding another crush. I slowly started to see the light of hope in my life again, a new opportunity to finally tell him, but now was not the right time. I began to examine Nightmare and my soul sank. He was covered in bandages, wore a tiered expression, and was startled by every sound. But the good news was that Classic appears to have dressed his wounds, which made me relieved. You could see it was him because of his special way of dressing wounds—he always leaves a bow with a ketchup stain on it. But it looks like the ketchup was replaced with blood this time. It was a worrying sight. Even so, I was comforted by the fact that Classic was on the boss's side.
The entire gang noticed it as well and was grateful to him in so many ways. He has helped us so much now—saving Error from blue, his speech, jumping with Nightmare into the void, and now healing Nightmare. We need to buy a LOT of ketchup later. I thank him for that. But when Nightmare showed Classic, it shocked us all. He had his etco body on, which was female, and his cup size was a strong D! This was completely unprecedented, and none of us had ever seen Classic's etco body, and none of us even thought of him having a female one. Everyone began to blush a little, but Swapfell G.'s expression was bright red. This made us all make fun of him and snicker at him. 'Oooh, someone has a crush' 'Rather his dream came true now' Then, after teasing him a bit more, everyone snapped out of the teasing and came back to reality. " Wait! He has, what now!" Everyone yelled when they finally processed what they discovered. " Yes, why I don't have a clue, but Classic's theory can somewhat explain this event." Nightmare said as he turned the device to face him and revealed his appearance. His chest was even bigger than Classic's. My soul began to pump, accompanied by a tickling sensation.
My heart skipped a beat, and I felt dizzy from the excitement. A wave of emotions swept through me, and I felt as if my whole being had been electrified. But I quickly realised it was to avoid drawing the attention of those around me. It was too shameful. My gaze was fixed on his damned boobs while he talked to the others. I could feel my face turning bright red as I averted my gaze and tried to focus on what he was saying. But they alway fell back to the bright blue color of his etco body.

This is what his eyes where at!

(Not mine, btw! too lazy to draw my own!).

Third person pov:
They spoke for an hour and a half until the battery needed to recharge. Despite the physical distance between them, the conversation was engaging and intimate. Nightmare bid farewell as the device began to scream for its last remaining energi.Horror and Error were the most emotional of the gang members. Horror began to choke on his held-back tears, and Error walked out in a hurry, possibly to hide his bursting emotions.

This was a rather short chapter but I have finally rewritten this, it should be more readable now LOL.
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