If Nightmare turned into his passive form [Corrupted Multiverse edition]

Chapter 7 - A horrific cuddle

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Once Cross was gone, Horror whined which made Nightmare laugh a bit, "Okay big fella, you can go hang out with Dust now." The cannibal made a happy noise, giving his small king a nuzzle on the back of his head as a thank you. He then got up, being careful to move the smaller into the chair as he stood up. When that was done Horror walked off and out of the office. Leaving Nightmare alone. The small king sighed as he leaned back into the chair, how long was he going to be in this form? Will he ever be able to return to his powerful form? He's probably stuck like this... why and how had this happened? He could have sworn this body had died so long ago, yet here he was, in his cursed and hated body.

There was a knock at the door, "You may enter!" Nightmare called out, organising an already organised stack of paper on his desk. Killer walked into the room with a wide smirk on his face as per usual, normally he smirked like this around Nightmare when... "No," Nightmare said, casually looking away as he took a paper off of the stack of paper. "What? I haven't said anything yet, Nighty," Killer chuckled, raising his hands up as if he was innocent. But the King knew this skeleton dirty little plans and tricks, he knew that smirk better than any other person in the whole damn multiverse. "Don't play dumb with me, Killer, we've been through this about 3 times already, I'm not doing that with you while I'm in this body," Nightmare said in a warning tone as he continued to read through the papers, stamping them or writing his signature on them.

The smug murderer was suddenly so close to the little kings face, spinning the office chair so the little skeleton wasn't able to look at anything besides Killer's face. Nightmare glared at him, trying to seem unamused and uninterested. The murderer leaned his face closer to Nightmare's face. "Then let me convince you, your highness~" Killer purred before giving Nightmare a kiss. The little king would have resisted, if he had enough strength and if he didn't like it. But he did, and he hated that he did.

Horror was running around the hallways. He had found a note in Dust's room that told him to go and hunt for the other. So that's what Horror was doing, looking for the other. He smelt the sir before heading out to the garden. Cross had pointed out that the garden was kind of cursed in a way, that it mainly changes to your mental state, choosing what appearance it will take to suit the person standing in it. The trees currently looked wicked, there was more forest than actual garden and flowers. It looked wildly over grown and intimating. No doubt Dust was the only one here. Dust's mental state wasn't the best, he hasn't recovered much from what happened in his AU, since boss was always in need of negative feeling to survive. But now that Nightmare looked the way he was now, he had a hopeful feeling that this will all change and they will all be able to recover properly.

Back to what he was doing. Horror smelt the air then smelt at the ground like a wild animal would, he caught a small scent of Dust's raspberry cherry soapy scent, it was Dust's favourite soap to use so it just made this easy for him. Horror Ram into the jagged woods, following that scent. But he stopped and quickly slashed a tree in half with his axe so it fell in front of him. The leaves under it gave way and revealed a pit full of sharp spikes at the bottom. Horror huffed with an amused smile, traps, Dust always used those when he had enough time to hide away like this, the giant cannibal noticed that the tree he had just sliced had some blood on it. He whined in worry once he had smelt it, it was Dust's blood. This could be bait or Dust was actually injured somewhere from one of his own traps. Horror didn't want to assume but he was more faster with running to find Dust, whining in distress every time he found Dust's blood. The giant skeleton slashed tree after tree every time he came across a trap, but he couldn't find Dust.

"Looking for me?" He heard a voice tease behind him. Horror smelt the air sensing that familiar scent of raspberries and cherries, along with blood. The big cannibal turned around and slowly approached Dust, putting his axe down before grabbing the other and inspecting his body, looking for any signs of terrible injury. When he found nothing, Horror just put Dust down and slumped his whole body over the other, which made Dust fall and get stuck under him. The murderer laughed and just pat Horror on the head, "Awww, did I worry you big guy?" Dust teased. He got a weird animalistic sigh/huff in response which just made Dust chuckle a bit more. The murderer gave the big cannibal a kiss on the forehead, the cannibal mummers a purr at this and just nuzzles his face closer to Dust, taking his time to take in the other's lovely scent as he did so.

Dust thought that this would get Horror all worked up and animalistic, but he was apparently wrong, no, this just made Horror clingy. Which wasn't at all bad, he didn't mind it at all, but he knew they'd probably be stuck here for a long while until someone finds them and tells Nightmare about it. But as of now, they can sleep together like this, Dust being smooshed by a big cannibal, who was the most affectionate skeleton in the world when he trusts you enough.

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I'm jousting going to say that I will update once a month so I don't miss out on anything in my life! Since you know, school and life things exist.

But hey! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! See you next time!