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The multiverse was quiet. No one fought, yet everyone that had been involved in the years-long war was in a single room. Good and Evil, darkness and light. They weren't glaring at each other, just the occasional glance. A truce had been signed and the aftermath was... anticlimactic. After all Gods involved in a balance; Life and Death, Positivity and Negativity, and Creation and Destruction, signed a blood contract with thousands of witnesses from either side, there was legal peace. Because they decided to act like what they've been doing is illegal. After the final signature, which was the God of Destruction himself, there was silence for a few seconds before The Creator, Ink, re-announced the peace treaty and what it implies. Everyone stood awkwardly before Underswap sans announced an after party to commemorate this grand occasion. Everyone agreed.

The swapped sans gathered a brigade to plan the party for an early date, leaving the Council to disassemble. Most went into groups of people they're used to, Council members with Council members, Neutrals and other Neutrals, Bad guys with... Former Bad guys with former bad guys. None really tried to integrate themselves with others even after the truce. All those years of war aren't going to just disperse with a few signatures. They're admittedly a bit wary of each other but understand that they don't really have to fight anymore. The Guardian of Positivity, Dream, looked at the Former and Forced Destroyer of Worlds. Error. He stood next to his brother, The Guardian of Negativity Nightmare, with a blank face. For someone who was forced to kill thousands daily, used as a puppet and a punching bag for the entire Multiverse, he didn't seem as happy as he thought the other would be. It took a while of staring before the ex-destroyer noticed, or acknowledged, the Guardian's staring. His contrasting eyelights carefully slid over to look at the other, still with that blank face. The cracks on his skull and torn bones looked more prominent after they learned the truth. It only made him feel all the more guilty for everything. He feels as if anything he does after the truce would never forgive the things he's done to the other. He doesn't even know where to start.

But that doesn't mean he can't not start.

Walking to the other, with Error's eyes still on him, he waved in greeting and asked if he could talk to him in private. His Brother was admittedly cautious of the reasoning behind this private meeting. Dream doesn't blame him, again, after everything the Council has done to them, he has every right to be cautious. He explained that it was a serious matter that greatly contributed to Error and this truce, Nightmare still insistent on coming along or having another person accompany them. Error didn't once but in on the two's disagreements despite it being about him. Dream looked at Error for his input, whether he felt safe or not didn't matter to Dream. But he'd rather this be a one-on-one conversation than one with witnesses.

That only makes what he's done all the more worse sounding.

Error looked at the ground, avoiding the Twins' gaze before saying he can handle his own. He seemed okay with being alone with the other, Nightmare disagreed. After that horrific battle that led to the truth, he seemed adamant on sticking with the taller to the very end. Error calmed him and asked if they could do this in the halls or in a nearby room. Complying, Dream agreed to do it in the room across from the main room, he just felt like this was a very personal topic to discuss with Error. He felt the stares of some Council members and all of his brother's team as they conversed, eventually leaving the room with Error following. No one really stopped them from leaving, but he could feel the judgmental stares and building suspicions from bystanders. Hopefully this party that Blue is planning can loosen everyone up.