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Loving Misfits (Bad Guys)

Notes:
- I'm using this to try and promote my new story a little bit. Basically it's a full ongoing story that is a found family trope. It's interactive and will be full of shenanigans so buckle up.
- basically this is not a romantic oneshots, it's simply just a scene idea for later in my fic. It's just hahas this chapter :)
- also this is a short chapter, sorry. I've had so many essays for school that I have no motivation to write much
HCs:
- the murder trio (aka Killer, Horror, and Dust) are basically the sons of Nightmare. Killer and Dust being the siblings that are about the same age and fight all the time, horror being the youngest and the baby of the family. Cross also fits this dynamic as the middle child who just watches the chaos and gets blamed for everything (when killer isn't being blamed)

Ever since your au collapsed, you've never really been the same. It's been hard trying to accept the fact that you could never go home, but your new friends have really helped a lot. It was nice of Nightmare to take you in, and now you can't imagine being anywhere else.

You were sitting on the couch with Dust, Killer, and Cross, watching a movie and enjoying the afternoon. As the movie went on you heard Killer and Dust chuckling and whispering to each other. You did your best to ignore them and just enjoy the movie but then you realized what they were doing.

With the bowl of popcorn between them, they were taking turns picking pieces and throwing them at Horror, who was fast asleep on the floor not far from the couch, cuddled up to a pillow. Each time one of them landed a piece in Horror's head they started to chuckle again.

You go to nudge Cross to make him aware of it but he already had his head turned to stare at the two. You both continued to watch this strange event as they began to make a huge game out of it. That's when a thought crossed your mind. If horror wakes up he's gonna be very mad about it.

Nightmare soon walks by, sipping his tea and having to back up to make sure he saw this all right. "What are you two idiots doing?" He questioned, walking up behind them, looking down at them with a glare.

Dust practically jumped out of his hoodie and Killer sent the bowl of popcorn flying into the air. You and Cross tried not to laugh as it lands on the cat, turning her into a turtle. The sound of the bowl landing on the floor made Horror sit up quickly. He was dazed and confused before he noticed the mess of popcorn around him.

He stared darkly towards all of us, noticing the two guilty skeletons trying to apologize profusely to Nightmare. Before they even noticed Horror was already on his feet, looking like he was ready for his revenge already.

Cross gets off of the couch quickly as he approached, you following soon after. You smiled, knowing that Horror would make sure they knew not to be so wasteful of food.

The look on Dust and Killer's face as Horror grabs their shoulders was priceless. Genuine fear showed in their eye sockets as Horror's low voice grumbled, "You shouldn't throw food away like that."

Cross covers his mouth with his hand, a now buttery cat in his arms who was desperately trying to get clean. Almost like she agrees with Horror she hissed as he finished talking. You pet her gently and continue to watch the drama.

Killer looks over at you, a pleading look in his eyes, "(Y/N), please tell him we didn't mean it."

"Yeah, c'mon, you and Cross know we didn't mean to." Dust begs to the two of you.

"From what we saw you made a game out of who could get the most popcorn into Horror's head." You say with a smirk, watching Horror shake his head and send popcorn flying everywhere.

As Horror was distracted with trying to empty his skull, Dust and Killer's tried to make their escape. You watched, starting to laugh as they pushed past each other to get through the door, both ending up stuck.

It didn't take long for Horror to break them loose by tackling them. Nightmare pulls them apart, holding Horror back, "You two idiots apologize to him. And clean up your mess."

You started to clean up the mess as the apologies and angry growls continued. Soon Dust and Killer joined you as Horror went to the bathroom to be sure he had no more popcorn in his head.