Dark Thorns (A Deltarune fanfic)

Morphine

"PINK? [Pinky]? YOU THERE?"
"Hm? Oh yeah. Sorry."
Pink didn't realize he was just staring. He had been so deep in thought. The two of them were just sitting next to each other by the painted wall.
"[come on down]. YOU DON'T WANT YOUR [codes] TO GET [ice cold]."
Pink chuckled. "Alright alright." Pink then picked up one of the food boxes they received from the cafe. As he began to eat, Spamton asked Pink something.
"SO [so], WHAT'LL YOU DO?"
"What was that?"
"[Once in a lifetime] THOSE CYBER CRIMINALS ARE [100% off] Y0UR BACK, WHAT WILL YOU DO?"
"Oh. Well I definitely want to go back to my shop again. I've missed so much work. It'll be nice to get back into it."
"YES. YES. GOT TO MAKE THAT SWEET [kromer]!"
"Yeah. It'll also be nice to be able to get back to my place. Uh. No offense."
"[Understandable rates]."
"And I'm excited to see everyone again. I miss talking with them." After Pink said that, Spamton grew quiet. Pink immediately knew why.
Why the hell did I bring that up? He probably misses everyone else too. He went years without interacting with any of us. But he did also do that by choice. Hmm. Still.

"You should come by once in a while," Pink suggested.
"WH4T?" He was caught completely off guard.
"Yeah. Come by and we can all go out together. Go to the cyber grill. Just like how we used to." Pink started to remember how nice those times were. When it was the six of them. Just laughing and talking.
It'd be nice to have that again.
"NOT SURE IF I'D BE [welcome back!]." Hearing Spamton say that made Pink think again.
Oh right. We all kinda left things on bad terms with him.
"HEHAHA. WHAT WOULD THEY EVEN [most talked about] THIS?" He was talking about his glitching voice. "ALSO, WHOS TO SAY WE WON'T HAVE A [falling down] OUT AGA1N?"
"I know what you're saying, but look at us."
"US?"
"Yeah. We weren't like this a couple of weeks ago. I didn't know what to think. I honestly didn't know if I should trust you before. And now..." Pink paused for a moment. "Now... I'm glad."
"HUH?"
"I'm glad that I ran into you. Being here has kind of reminded me that you were a great friend. And if I'm able to see that, I'm sure they will too." Pink smiled. "Look, things may not ever be the same as they used to, but give it some time, I think we can work it out."
"Ah HA. YOU'RE T00 KIND [Pinky]."
"It's the least I can do after everything you've done for me." Setting down the now empty box, Pink decided it was his turn to ask something. "So what about you?"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?"
"I mean once this is all over, what do you want to do? I know I said that you should come back, but if you need time, that's alright." Pink rubbed the back of his neck. "I mean, if you don't want to, I can't force you-"
"NO." Spamton yelled so suddenly, it made Pink jump. "I [agree to the terms and conditions]. I WANT TO [comeback] [[specil]]." Spamton then started to slow his words. He looked down. "I JUST... don't know. Where to. Start." He felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking up, he saw Pink's eyes meeting his.
"It's okay. We'll work through it together." After Pink said that, Spamton's glasses went into their static mode. "Um Spam? Are you okay?"

Spamton could barely control his thoughts.
Pink. He wants to help me.
I can't believe it.
Why? Why is he so kind to me?
I love him.
Calm down.
I can't. I love him.
He just wants to help. He doesn't feel anything like.
I don't care. I love him.
Maybe I can try to win him back?
But I don't want to ruin this.
I should shouldn't risk it.
I love him.
I love him. I L0VE H1M. I-

"Hey Spam?"
Spamton's glasses quickly went back to normal as he snapped out of it. "SO SORRY. WHAT WAS TH4T?"
"Nothing really. Your eyes or, well, your glasses did something weird and- you know what, never mind."
I guess that just happens sometimes.

For the rest of the day, the two of them decided to catch up. It had been years after all. Pink told Spamton almost anything that came to mind. Whether it be about work or the other Addisons. Spamton would then tell Pink of some of the weirder things he's done. Such as how he once had to fight off a swarm of maice all because he swiped one of their cheeses.
Pink noticed that he was almost constantly smiling when Spamton talked. He also kept feeling his heart race whenever he and Spamton met eyes. Meanwhile, Spamton felt so at ease, he couldn't tell that time was passing by so quickly. Eventually, night came and they had to turn in. The next day would be a long one.
Fortunately, they both fell asleep pretty fast.

~~~
"Go ahead. Pick it up."
No. Stop it with this one.
It was the same nightmare. He was in his old room, the phone was ringing, Red was there, Pink was knocking at the door.
I can't do this. Please stop.
He felt like everything was getting louder and louder.
"Come on, Spam. Pick it up."
"NO!"
"Then I'll do it for you."
Spamton buried his head into his hands.
Please please. No more. No more.
"Stop trying to hide. Mike already took it."
"[Stop] IT. [Enough]!"
Please let this be over quickly.
"Spam. You need to stop hiding."
He felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. Spamton decided to look up, but he wished he didn't. He never learned. Every time he saw Red, he looked more and more beaten and bruised.
"Spam. You neED TO STOP!" Red screamed so loud, it hurt Spamton's ears. He screamed himself as he buried his face once again.
There was a shattering noise.
"Hey hey. It's okay."
What?
When he looked up again, everything had changed. He wasn't in his room anymore, but at Pink's apartment. Red was gone. Pink was the one in front of him now. He had a concerned look on his face.
"WHAT?"
"Are you okay?" Spamton was unsure what Pink meant until he saw the broken cup on the ground.
"[Apologies]. I DIDN'T MEANT TO [make it or break it]]." He started to cry.
"It's okay. I know." Pink wrapped his arms around him. Spamton immediately felt at ease. "Don't worry. We can fix it."
Yeah. Yeah. We can fix it.
We will fix it.
...
Fix us.
~~~

For the first time in years, Spamton woke up feeling well rested. He looked over and saw that Pink had just started to wake up too. His face softened.
I had my first good dream because of you. Because you're here.