Stuck Together (Nightmare!Sans x Reader)

Chapter 15 - Battle Buds

Nightmare shot his tentacles out at Dream first, who carefully dodged past each one. Nightmare continued to shoot his tentacles at Dream, without giving him a good chance to get to me, or to attack him. After every tentacle, another would follow up. Dream couldn't get a break. I felt bad for the guy, but I was with his brother, so it seemed as if I was on Nightmare's side.

Turning to my right, Error was struggling against both the brown scarfed one and Swap. Error was more on the defensive side of his battle. He was trying to get the other's weapons off of them as best to his ability, with no success most of the time. The brown scarfed one would send a variety of attacks Error's way, and he'd either attack back, or evade the attempted attack.

With Swap it was different. Swap was standing from a far, sending bones and huge skull's that shot some sort of energy beam out of it's jaw Error's way. The attacks would miss most of the time, only a few coming close to Error. Error was holding his own fairly well though. The strings were a big help to him.

I watched as the brown scarfed one took a second to drink something in mid-air, as he was being sent back with a massive amount of force. Error must have thrown him to the side with his strings. The brown scarfed one was drinking out of some sort of vial, and the liquid was Inky looking. His new nickname to shorten it up for the time being would be Ink.

I quickly turned my attention over to Swap. Error had started attacking him instead, and he was struggling. Only after a few seconds Swap was lifted into the air and crashed down against the white ground. Ink came flying in from the side and hit Error with some paint that came from his brush. Ink then turned to me, and started to walk over. He reached out a hand to touch me, but I jumped back a bit. Before Ink could try to reach out for me again, Error was already started to attack him.

I stumbled backwards out of the way of an attack. I frantically looked around for that beanbag chair Ink had looked at earlier. I spotted it still in the same spot it had been in. It was untouched and clean. It's as if the battle didn't dare reach the bag,

I rushed behind the beanbag and crawled up into a ball. I wasn't visible from where I had been crawled up. I could either watch the battle, or try to ignore it a bit and stay hidden.

I peaked my head out from behind the beanbag to look at the scene in front of me. Nightmare and Dream had no injuries, though I wasn't surprised there. Error had some scratches and paint on him. While Ink had a few little scratches from being thrown around, and Swap had some dep cuts. He was the most damaged. I felt bad for him. He didn't seem like the guy to be able to hold his own against Nightmare or Error. I gulped out of fear of what could possibly happen to Swap.

I tucked my head back behind the beanbag. As I did, I heard some grunts, and then a yelp. I jumped a bit at the sound. I didn't peak out from behind the beanbag to see who had made the noise. It was out of fear. I gripped onto the beanbag for comfort, and then I pressed my head into the bag. It was soft and my head sank into the bag. It felt as if it had never been used. Though this seemed impossible.

I felt many emotions during the current events. The emotions were mostly confusion, panic, fear, and guilt. It was easy to tell why I felt all of these though. Confusion on why the two groups were even fighting over me. Fear because of the just the fight in general. I hated seeing people injured. Panic from almost being hit with an attack, and from being scared by that yelp. And lastly, guilt. If someone died, It would be my fault, they were fighting over me after all.

I took some deep breaths to try and relax myself. But it wasn't working. I wasn't sure how long I had been sitting behind the beanbag, but eventually all the movement, attacks, yelling, and sadistic laughter I heard, it all stopped. Just silence. The battle had seemed to be over.