My Sweet Dandelion (actual) [Nightmare x Goldie Shadows glitch's au my au]

Teeth and Eyes

                                                               Goldie

Why did I do that!? He's right. He's only doing this to get me mad. Which worked. He knows that I hate people seeing me as a scary, destructive monster. I'm supposed to be there to help people and be nice. If I show the scary, destructive monster side of me, it'd show I'm just the same bear I was years ago. Which I'm not. Well—not anymore. 

I laid my hand on him, I attacked him which I shouldn't. But what surprised me was that Nightmare Chica wasn't letting him go.

Well that is what happened last night anyway. It's morning now. They all left. But the other 7 are here. 

I look around the room to see what to do. Before I know it someone latches onto my back. Quite harsh actually, which made me tip over onto my stomach.

"HEY. WHO WAS THAT!?" I yell, looking behind me. 

"Oh, it's you."

"Relax, piss for brains." He rolls his eyes at me.

"Shut the fuck up, black void."

"Piss void."

That got me. I roll over and we are face to face. 

"Good thing you aren't in your animatronic form or else I'd be crushed." I mumble.

"Great idea."

"NO. DON'T DO IT. YOU KNOW I'M HUMAN RIGHT NOW."

"Exactly. More pain, more entertainment." Nightmare smiles.

"NO, YOU DICKHEAD." I yell, trying to get out. He had my arms under his legs. I ended up giving him the death stare. He continued smiling at me. Hey, at least he's smiling. 

He chuckles, "You're cute." He mumbles.

That caught me off guard. My stomach felt that feeling William described yesterday. I wanted to say something but I couldn't until I did.

"I-I'm what?" I question, trying to catch my words.

"You're-" Nightmare repeats but stops, realizing what he just said. He face turns red. 

"I-I mean, like you're funny." He mutters.

"I'm funny?" I smile, getting my hopes up.

"No."

"What!? But you just said-"

"You're hearing things, stupid."

"I'M NOT STUPID. YOU'RE STUPID FOR THINKING I'M STUPID. STUPID." I yell at him. Asshat.

"Oh, I'm stupid!? What about all the things you have done!" He flails his arms.

"Oh, like what!? Hm?" I ask.

"You going to eat the candy that you realized was hard. Still ate it anyway."

"See, I was still able to eat it, I'm clearly skilled."

"Stupidly skilled."

"Ha, hard." Michael peeks in.

"Michael, shut up." Mrs Afton says, walking by.

"I am not stupidly skilled." I deny.

"Mhm, sure." Nightmare rolls his eyes.

"See, you agreed."

"I was being sarcastic."

"But you still agreed."

Nightmare sighs.