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A horrific introduction

The sun shone vibrantly through Nightmare's large circular window, leaving him blinded as he walked into his bedroom.
Nightmare didn't realize that he let the sun rise for once in his universe, huh, guess it just happened when he felt happy. Though that made sense since the weather did change depending on him entirely.
Nightmare let his thoughts wander as he got dressed in his usual outfit, slipping on his jacket calmly. The king looked to the window, blocking the brightness with a hand. The brightness of the new sun woke him up a bit, causing his eye light to narrow like a cat. The king finished getting dressed and walked out onto the balcony that was attached to his room, getting some fresh air would be good for the day ahead.
The king gave a small content sigh as he leaned on the railing, his eye socket tired with the warmth of the sun on his dark bones, like he was being cradled or held by someone. In all honesty, he didn't like it. He distracted his thoughts from such as he looked upon the never ending field of forests, the trees moving with the wind like the world below was breathing with slumbering life.
Nightmare took in a breath of warm fresh air, feeling it swirl around his rib cage before he quickly turned around and walked back inside, his tentacles swaying in the morning light before being brought back into the darkness of the castle. He might as well go prepare the training room.

Two red eye sockets stared at the ceiling with tiredness.
Error never went back to sleep.
Error joked to himself a bit as he looked at the sun through the window by his bed. "I haven't seen this in years." He laughed slightly in sleep deprivation, then paused in a subtle realization with his sorry excuse for a joke.
'Boy oh boy, am I lonely-'
The destroyer of worlds got up from his bed as he fixed the white tank-top he had on, slipping into his sandals before he pulled his blue scarf from his bed post. He opened his door and began walking throughout the castle, looking for any signs of life in the large place. Error couldn't help but notice just how large this place was as he walked down the small hallway, his sandals clicking over the wooden floors below.

As Error walked around, his steps light across the floor boards, he couldn't help but feel a looming sense of danger, however he couldn't tell from where.
A creature lurked, A seeming mane of spikey fluff lined the edge of its hood, making the creature look like a terrifying monster, a monster here to display the worst of the worst in monster kind.
The monster's steps were quiet as a mouse as he grinned like a Cheshire cat, his singular red eye glowing in the darkness of his huge shadow like an ominous eel eye in murky depths.
 The tall creature put a boney hand on Error's shoulder, grinning farther as he felt the glitch tense up. He leaned down to the dancer's skull, his breath unsettlingly lukewarm on Error's neck as his voice escaped his teeth in a low rumble.
 "D o n ' t   y o u   k n o w   h o w  t o  g r e e t   a  n e w   p a l ?"
His voice was deep and raspy, It was like nails against a chalkboard to anyone who heard the grinning voice of the castle's guard dog.

A string immediately shot out from Errors fingers, almost like a snake, pulling the clawed hand away from his shoulder harshly. "Don't. touch. me." Error hissed lowly as he snapped his attention over his shoulder at the tall skeleton behind him, his gaze narrowed in a silent rage. The narrowed gaze of a silent destroyer.
The taller skeleton narrowed his eye slightly in a playful annoyance. "You're no fun, are ya?" Horror chuckled slightly before he broke the string with his hand, a loud snap echoing out. His smile faltered but couldn't fade as he demonstrated how strong he physically was to the glitch below him.
The scary skeleton's grin showed only a sick and twisted amusement at Error's mild annoyance as he continued, ignoring Error's eye lights lingering on his hand that had broken the strings. "Anyways, I'm Horror, I would say it's nice to meet you, but that would be a lie." Horror said in a passive aggressive fashion before laughing a bit in a burst of laughs that couldn't be faked at his own realization. "You look like an angry kitten." The beast of a skeleton put a hand to his mouth as he snorted at his own note, stifling his snickers.
"I'm Error." Error spoke slowly, "And yes, I've been called an angry kitten before, you angry chihuahua." The glitch turned to fully face the giant of a skeleton, rolling his multicolored eye lights as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Horror scoffed as he shoved his hands in his pockets, shrugging. "Well, that's a new one, I've never been called a chihuahua before." He laughed a bit, looming over the four foot tall skeleton below him. "So tell me, Kitten, What brings you here?" Horror used the pet name playfully, even if was creepy. Horror had to admit he enjoyed ticking people off or scaring them, It was top comedy to the self proclaimed sadist.
"Betrayal, toxicity, evil, darkness, Relapse." Error shrugged like it was obvious, "Any one of those work."

Horror tilted his head, his eye sockets narrowing a bit. "Oo, edgy." Horror joked, doing jazz hands before his smile fell quickly, breaking any idea that it was permanently a Cheshire grin. "Anyways, you wanna help me find Kraken? I was trying to find him so we can see what time training is." The tall skeleton scratched the back of his broken head, looking off to the other doors in the hallway like he was looking for any kind of movement. The glitch had to note that he seemed slightly chill at times, even if he was creepy and rude.
"Sure," Error said, standing by Horror without any argument. "Lead the way."

Horror nodded as he put his hand back in his jacket pocket, ruffling the white, blood stained, shirt underneath a bit as he started to walk towards the stairs downstairs, quickly making it to the kitchen and finding no one there with one graze of his gaze over the room. "Maybe he's in his throne room? Or his library." The beast mumbled the last location, "He doesn't let anyone in there, makes ya wonder what he's hiding." Horror said a bit ominously as he turned to face Error, looking at the stairs leading back up to the rooms.
Error nodded, "I don't know my way around here yet, But he was with Killer earlier so maybe if we find Killer we'll find Nightmare?" The glitch shrugged simply, simply following Horror.
Horror looked to the shorter skeleton, only his singular eyeball moving, the rest of his body stiff like a statue. "That seems reasonable."
The scary skeleton's scratchy voice rung out the echoy hallway as he passed Error to start walking up the stairs. "Best place to check is Killer's room, I don't know what he does all day, but he barely comes out of that hidey hole." Horror mentioned, not checking for Error to follow him up.
Error rolled his eye lights as he walked towards Horror, walking slightly faster because he's gay.

Horror didn't talk about much else as he stomped along to Killer's room, stopping in front of the door, smiling in a bittersweet grin. The tall fluffy jacketed skeleton smiled creepily as he got an idea, a brilliantly evil idea. A small chuckle rumbled from his neck vertebrae.
Horror summoned a axe from the ground, the weapon forming out of dust, blood staining the edges of it. The large skeleton popped his neck before he raised his axe behind his head with both hands and whacked it into the wood door with a loud crash. He grinned as he heard a small yelp of a scream, leaning in as he yanked the axe out of the splintering wood. "Here's Horror~" He creepily whispered like a promise of death in the wind, looking into the hole he made in the door. His red eye shone wildly as he waited for at least someone to yell in fear, it was like adrenaline straight into his bones as the anticipation shot him into a feeling of eccentrics.
On the other side, a black teared fellow was curled up next to his bed, as far from the door as possible. He was silent for a moment before his shoulders relaxed. "... What is it?" Killer asked in exasperation, sighing after regaining his composure, "And really?? This is like the third door."
Horror placed a hand on his face as he looked up to the ceiling, near wheezing as his voice left him in larges cackles. "This is hilarious! You scream like a girl!" Horror laughed as he wiped a crimson tear from one of his sockets, his axe disappearing into dust as he placed his hand in his jacket pocket, opening the door with the other like that didn't just happen. "So, Mosquito, we're looking for Kraken, any idea where we can find him?" The tall skeleton asked, his smiling dropping suddenly as he looked into the dark room for the form of his crewmate.
"He's in his room." Killer said, leaning against his bed on the floor. "Now he's getting ready so maybe don't interrupt him or he'll be angry." Killer warned, a bit of annoyance on his voice.
Horror ignored Killer's warning, smiling his signature grin  once again as he rolled his singular eye, shoving his free hand in his pocket. "Alright, We'll go do that. Thanks for the help, Mosquito." Horror thanked the boss's obvious boyfriend as he waved a bye, leaving the door open as he walked away in a silent 'Fuck-you'. The beast closed his eye sockets contently as he started his way towards the boss's throne room, a happy grin on his face.

"I hate you.." Killer grumbled, seething slightly as he got up and tore the door from the hinges slowly, Being careful not to tear the door frame, he whistled a little as he took the door and set it aside.
Killer's room was simple, the aesthetic was red but Killer seemed to not be a simplistic person. On the desks and tables were some fidget toys that nightmare had given him over the years. Books were scattered in various places, and under his bed was a cleaners worst nightmare, but it seemed to be organized chaos.
After setting the door aside, Killer grabbed a curtain rod and placed it on two nails above the doorway, the curtain that hung from it was thin and near black but it worked well enough. 
The right hand man silently noted that he would need to force Nightmare on an errand supply soon, maybe today, depending on how the day went.

Horror smiled wider as he heard the comment, opening his eye sockets as he walked up to the large door that led to the throne room.
Horror looked behind him at Error to make sure he was there before he opened the door with a push.
The room was huge, it seemed to be both a throne room and a ballroom, having a tiled floor with a cyan carpet leading towards a gold and black throne. On the walls of the room were curtains held up by cyan roses, hanging in U shapes. Pillars with engravings were in each corner of the room, each having a story engraved into the carefully made stone.
Horror didn't understand the need for such extravagance, they barely ever used this room, but the king seemed to cherish it, and Horror didn't judge. 

"Of course, Mr. prince has a throne room." Error said, scoffing as they walked through the room, shoes and sandals tapping on the tile.
The fluffy skeleton walked past the throne to the large door at the back of the room, pushing it open to find a spiral staircase that led upwards. "Why does this place have to have so many damned stairs-" Horror mumbled to himself as he started the long trek upwards, letting Error follow and hopefully start a conversation.
The glitch looked to the roof for a ceiling beam to attach a string to, his gaze narrowing slightly. He quickly found a suitable ceiling beam, him smiling as his little plan erupted. Error reached up to his eye sockets, pulling some blue strings from the red, holding his hands up before shooting two strings up, wrapping tight around the wood like a grappling hook. "I take it your able to do a little parkour?" He asked Horror smugly, as he launched himself up with he strings, looping them around to make a noose he could put a foot, letting him stand by the last step.
Horror looked up at Error, growling slightly as the smaller skeleton found the shortcut. Horror stomped up the stairs, taking a good two minutes to get to the top, even if it felt like ten. The scary skeleton glared at Error, who was standing on a thread beside him, before knocking on Nightmare's door.
No one replied, leaving the tall monster to open the dark wood door and peak in, there seemed to be no one here. "Maybe he's somewhere else? The cellar is the only other place." Horror mentioned, scratching his cheekbone as he looked down the flight of stairs, he seemed to not be mad at Error anymore, which was odd given it was literally thirty seconds ago.
"Hmm, probably." Error said, standing on his strings, having looped it like a noose and making a foothold. "Now are you gonna join me with my gymnastics routine or climb the stairs down again." He said less like a question and more like a statement, swinging around slightly.
Horror smiled at him, shrugging. "Sure then, just know I'm much heavier than you, kitten." Horror warned him playfully, pointing at Error, his creepy smile not leaving his face.
"Good luck breaking these. It's like acrobatics level strong." Error swung the other foot hold to Horror with his free foot. "It's gonna be a sudden drop." The glitch spoke in a sing song tone as he warned.

Horror hopped onto the threads, he had bad balance but held onto the thread with his hand, one in his pocket. "Huh, it hasn't snapped." Horror spoke slowly, silent for a few moments before smiling again. "At least.. Not yet." Horror tried to scare Error, but was more just scaring himself.
"If you fall then it's not my fault, man." Error said, he quickly used his hand to help himself climb above the foothold, his moves all on purpose and skillful. His hands were carefully calculated as he climbed, he used some of the loose strings to tie them around himself and then let the others loose. He dropped himself quickly down to the floor in a spinning motion from the blue strings, as if he was using silks.
A singular thick string was left dangling at the floor and Error grabbed onto it, as it was currently being pulled taut upwards, sort of like balancing system, though Error was much lighter than Horror.

Horror was mesmerized by Error's movements, it was like a ballerina in a music box. However, his thoughts were interrupted suddenly when he was dropped quickly to the ground, Error going up in the pulley system he had crafted, leaving Horror to hold onto the string for dear life as he plunged down. Horror's soul near left his ribcage and into his skull as a squeak left him. Horror was stopped abruptly, only inches above the floorboards.
Error stood on top of the beam he was raised up to by Horror's weight, his gaze narrowed at the pitiful skeleton on the floor level. He clicked his tongue as  he quickly jumped backwards off of the wood, back faced to the floor, a single string shooting up from his finger to break his fall. No fear shown in his eye lights as he landed on his feet next to Horror, swinging down like spider man. "Having fun yet?"
The tall skeleton closed his eye sockets tight as he held onto the now still string before opening them again slowly, finding his vision not unlike that of a drunk. He took a few seconds to respond as he got off the string. "... Yeah- It's-... quite fun actually." Horror chuckled slightly, a bit of nervousness lining his tongue as he looked to the smaller, acrobatic skeleton.

"I could show you sometime, if we're ever in battle and I can use my strings as an advantage, then it's easier if everyone knows it." Error said, smiling at the sudden shock that Horror had shown. "Plus, motion sickness is a pain in the ass."
The glitch began walking away towards the door out of the stairwell before stopping, "And before you ask, yes, yes I do dance. And yes, I can do ballet."
Horror thought about it for a second, the cogs in his skull going a mile a minute. After a few moments of silence, it seemed to click like a puzzle in his broken skull. "But the real question is-" Horror put his clawed hands together, putting them to his mouth as he prepared to speak. "Have you worn a pink tutu?" Horror asked as serious as he could before wheezing a bit, leaning himself on the wall and throwing his hand up to his face to hide his amusement as he laughed about his own thought process.
Error inhaled with slight annoyance and exasperation, "I-" He shut his eye sockets as he turned to face Horror. "No, but I would much rather be in that than the tight as heck leotard that I use." The glitch hissed, he might as well be honest.
Horror went to his knees, wheezing even more at that image, he couldn't imagine Error in that, but it was the thought that counted. Crimson tears built up in his eye sockets from his lack of air in his laughs.
Error rolled his eye lights as he crossed his arms, "Do I need to get you an asthma inhaler? Or have you come to the oh so dark realization that guys can dance too?"
Horror wiped away a tear with one of his clawed fingers. "No no- it's just- the idea of you, the destroyer of worlds, in a leotard is the funniest thing to me." Horror said as he looked at Error, grinning in amusement from his laughter as he got back up.

"Anyways, let's try searching the cellar for Kraken." Horror mentioned abruptly after he got his breath again, opening the large door open for Error. "Ladies first."
Error pinched the bridge of his nose to avoid the forming headache from this idiot. "Has it ever occurred to literally anyone that I have hobbies??" He asked to no one in particular as he stomped through the door, an annoyed look lining every feature.
Horror shrugged as he followed after Error, speeding up to walk in front of the destroyer of worlds before responding. "Cartoon villain logic." Horror spoke dryly as he started walking down the stairs to the base floor.
Perhaps the King was there.