[REMAKE] Where Did You Think You Were Going?///Sans AUs and Beebe Gun Story

The Beginning of Peace

Dream's POV

My brother and I were seated on a soft, purple and yellow couch in our old cabin that we lived in before... Everything...

The cabin was warm and comforting. It reminded me of our lives before the incident. I had been so happy since my brother and I had reunited. FINALLY! After years of fighting and hatred and... Sadness... Well, it was like a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders! Pounds and pounds of sadness and unhappiness destroyed. Ever since I had gotten control back from Shattered, my brother and I had become much closer.

He was in his Passive form, and he, his team, me, and my team were all discussing a treaty between each other. Finally, we could be friends at peace. My pupils looked around the room at everyone.

Midnight and Daybreak, my brother and I's female AUs, were reading an old book together. They had made up a few months ago. If only we had listened to them and what they had to go through to make up... Midnight was softly whispering the words to her sister, who's eye sockets were full of wonder.

Ink and Watercolor, his female AU, were drawing, but whenever they turned their heads, Error and Erase, his female AU, would delete something on their pictures, messing with them. They'd turn back their heads, they'd jump up, chase their respective destroyer around the room a few times, then then the cycle would repeat.

Blueberry and Sapphire, Blue's female AU, were staring out the window behind the couch. They were watching some blue jays outside. They were humorously laying on top of Dust and Remains, Dust's female AU, who were both fast asleep.

Strings, Cross's female AU, was talking with Killer and Insanity, Killer's female AU, who were bothe staring in awe at Strings's huge knife.

Horror, Gore (Horror's female AU), Lust/Unlust, and Angel/Disangel (Lust/Unlust's female AU) were in the corner of the room. Angel/Disangel was happily feeding Gore some human flesh. Um... Romantice? Lust/Unlust was fast asleep, cuddled to Horror.

As I finished looking around, my star pupils scrolled down to my black gloves. The bone under felt itchy. I knew why. Not something I was proud of. Cross was behind me and pulled me into a hug. This caused my brother to narrow his eyes in an overprotective manner.

Nightmare's POV

No. My brother is not allowed to have a lover. He is my brother. "Don't. Touch. My Brother. You Stupid. Stupid. Memelord." I said said through gritted teeth. I knew I didn't look like much of a threat at the time, but he knew I was dangerous. Cross sighed and let go of the hug. Dream sighed, giggling softly, and his face tinted a yellow blush.