Bad Sanses Raise Dream

Chapter 2 "Home?"

POV NIGHTMARE:
"So what are we gonna do with the kid?" Killer says booping the young skeletons nonexistent noes.
"We're going to keep him, we could use him to our advantage against Ink if necessary." I say almost uncertain with myself as well.
"Alright Boss," says Horror shrugging, knowing well he won't be in charge of the skeleton. We've arrived back to my castle, and Dream seems to be more curious than scared.
"I'll take him to the prison cham-"
"No I'll take him to a proper room." I say interrupting Killer, Killer and Horror seemed a little shocked from my new behaviour but decided not to speak up.
"Horror you start dinner, and Killer come help set up Dreams room." They both nodding, Killer follows me while Horror wonders off through the hallways. I put down Dream and gesture him to follow and he obeys. Looking at each room, I remember having a few spare empty rooms, unfortunately we'll have to get more furniture for the rooms but we'll worry about that later.
"Alright we're almost there-" I stop, suddenly feeling a small skeletons hand reach out to mine.
"AWWW HOW CUTE-" I smack Killer in the face with my tentacles without hesitation.
"Shut up." I say sounding annoyed, which frankly I was. Killer got the signal and decided to keep shut, I shuffle my hands away from Dreams. We continue walking, finally reaching our destination.
"LOOK NIGHTMARE!!" I could hear a giddy Killer just behind me, I've never heard him this happy before. I turn around with an unfazed smile, you could see Dream was holding onto Killers hand.
"Enough with your child play," I say almost unamused by Dreams behaviour as well as Killer's. I open the door with my tentacles because I wasn't facing the door. Killer walks into the almost empty room with Dream following behind, still gripping onto his hand. I look in almost utter disgust, but it felt more like jealousy.
"You're good with children right? Well you seem better with children than the rest of us, so you make Dream feel at home. Remember dinner starts at 8pm." I say shrugging, I close the door behind as I enter back into the hallway.
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DREAM POV:
"Sooo Dream-" I could hear the skeleton say discontinued.
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"Do you speak?" He says a little curious, he grabs me gentle and sits me down on the bed while he makes himself comfortable on the edge.
"You're not much of a talker, maybe you're not old enough to speak." He continues "You are pretty small." He says shrugging, I don't understand what he's saying but I have a feeling he offended me with his sudden smug face. I cross my arms in disappointment, "So you can understand me?" I tilt my head a bit in confused. "That's a no." He says while sighing.
"Well then..." he says a bit unamused himself, he gently smudges the black tears coming from his eye socks and looks at the plain wooden door.
Without much thought I approach the skeleton on all fours and begin to climb up his chest.
"Hey what are you doing kiddo?" He says slightly flinching, he knew I was harmless so he didn't take much thought of me trying to attack him.
His tears had already appeared back on his face, and I use my hands to smudging it along the black tears coming from his eye sockets.
"NOT THE EYES-" he says backing up a little, I laugh in glee as I had successfully covered my hands in black stuff.
I begin drawing on the white walls with Killers tears, "NO NO, NIGHTMARES GONNA KILL ME-" He pulls me back from the wall into his arms, and I look at him happily satisfied. He looks back with an emotionless face as if he froze for a second before smiling.
"YOURE SO CUTE!!" He screams a little while grabbing my hands and spinning me around in a circles.
"Uhm." an unknown voice speaks up clearing his throat, this was a different skeleton, with generally a different outfit. He had 2 white strips going across his shoulders in a X type pattern and he has a red scar just below one of his eyes.
"Nightmare said Dream needed some clothes.." he says trailing off his sentence. He looked back at me almost flabbergasted, he wheezes a bit. "I DIDNT KNOW DREAM WAS THAT SMALL."

I run towards him, almost stumbling on the creaking floor boards. "What's up kid?" Cross says looking down, he puts his hands on his knees and leans down staring back at me. "You want the clothes? Be my guest." He hands the cloths while my hands were out, I run back to Killer happily showing the sheets of clothing I had received. "tsk." I could hear the skeleton behind me say.

"Good job! Ill help you put it on!" He says grabbing the sheets of clothing, he slides off the edge of the bed and puts his knees resting down on the floor. He dresses me in a flash, It was a purple oversized shirt, with shorts that just fit.

"Almost perfect, what do you think Cross?" Killer says amused.

I look back at the white skeleton with a scar on his face, guess his names Cross. Hes looking at me frozen, hiding a small red tint, he turns around. Almost as if he was hiding his face. "He looks adorable.." he mumbles as he closes the door to leave. "Oh and by the way," he pauses for a sec. "Dinners in like 5 minutes so you better get you're ass down stairs soon, otherwise Nightmare might just kill you."

"OH SHIT. I FORGOT, COME ON DREAM." Killer sudden stands up, grabbing my hands gentlely and leads me back through the hall way.
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