Holy Sh!t

King of What Now?

Classic returned home for the week after spending time with his murderous mates. He checked the time, it was around 5 in the morning, the time Papyrus was usually up. Yet the house was pitch dark? "i hope he's not doing some sort of 'sensory training' again.." The last time Papyrus had done that, the kitchen caught fire. Luckily Classic had a fire extinguisher that he had on him for personal *cough* lab *cough* reasons. Classic ported inside and flicked on the light to see nothing out of the ordinary. "ooookayyy...? so he's either asleep or already gone.." The latter seemed more likely and he wasn't willing to bring up the idea that he returned in the middle of another genocide yet. Classic went to the kitchen with ketchup on his mind before he had this bad feeling... he flicked on the light and ducked down as a black mass surged at him. A tentacle. It was a goopy tentacle. And attached to that tentacle was an equally goopy Sans holding his brother down with equally goopy black tentacles. He had heard of this guy before, but he knew little about him. Nightmare.

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Classic growled, stepping forward as his magic sparked. "put him down or you're gonna have a bad time." What did he ever do to this guy? They never even met before! Nightmare laughed. It was dark, echoy. Like being trapped in the void. "now, now. no need to get violent... i haven't hurt him, yet. and i won't have to... if you come with me willingly." Classic stepped back, keeping his guard up. "what do you want from me?" Nightmare rolled his eye like a moody teen. "it's not you i want. it's who will come for you that i desire." Classic made a face of realization. He was after the boys. While he could fight Nightmare now, he could endanger his brother's life. The boys were trained murderers. They could handle Nightmare if they wanted and he could easily fight back once Papyrus was safe. His best option for now was to surrender himself to this guy. Classic sighed and held his hands up. "just leave my au out of this, do what you want with me." Nightmare grinned. "wise decision, classic sans." A tentacle wrapped itself firmly around him, releasing Papyrus in the process. "SANS-"
"stay here pap. i'll be back, i promise... and you know i hate making promises."

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Nightmare knew better than to do anything to Classic. He was the original and probably COULD escape if he wanted. He wasn't sure WHY Classic was going with it. Perhaps he had a plan after the Trio came? The answer came sooner than anticipated as Nightmare sensed them roaming his home, no doubt following the soul bond they had with Classic. "classic? are you ok babe?" Classic looked up at his mates and grinned. "i'm fine. glad you're here, didn't think i'd be seeing you guys so soon~" He teased. "so, nightmare was using me to get to you. it's up to you if you wanna chill here and do what he wants or go back home. i'll have to go back eventually though, pap is waiting." The boys exchanged looks. "who?" Killer asked. "nightmare, the king of negativity." Nightmare himself replied, making the boys whip around. "the king of what now?" Dust asked. "the king of negativity. he's big in the multverse, along with his mate, error. nightmare is dream's 'evil twin'." Horror explained. "that is correct. i have a proposition for the three of you..."