Bored again and not finding any good nightmare angst stories that I haven't read on Wattpad 😮💨
P.S. I'm not shipping marenight bc passive is around 6 in the story and art is still not made by me.
"Corrupted"
"Passive"
___________________________________________"Hello?" I responded with thoughts flying through my head. Did he do this to the place? Did he do this to Dream? His hand is warm. Who is he? How does he know my name? I never saw him around. He hasn't hurt me yet. Why?
I snap back to reality remembering that I'm supposed to be dead.
"Am I- dead?"
"No"
"Are you going to h-hurt me?"
"Now, why would I do that?"
"I-" tears run down my face realizing I'm safe and free from those villagers.
"What -hic- a- about D-Dr-Dream"
" He might be gone for a little while"
"Come here" he says with a soft expression on his face. He pulls me into a tight hug but tight enough to not hurt me. I cry louder than I did before hoping Dream would come back to me as we stood there by the dead tree.<Was that to short? I mean it's a run on from last chapter>
<Time skip brought to you be beans, eat beans>
___________________________________________"-Yawn-" I woke up rubbing both of my eyes. I was on something, something soft and cushiony like a marshmallow except not sticky. I think the viligars called it a bed? Why am I on a bed? Where am I? I looked around the room. It wasn't very big but nicely furnished. What happened to the guy? Did he bring me here? I should look around I thought slipping out of the covers off the bed. I walk to the door but still tried from just having woken up. I opened the the door slowly and peaked my heart through. It looks like I'm in some type of one house.
-stomach growl- I guess I could look for something to eat. I walked out into a living room where I saw the guy on a sofa chair reading a book.
"Hello night, need anything"
"Hu-hungry" my throat feels sore.
"Ok, give me a minute. Why don't you wait for me at the table?"
I nod and walked to the dinning room that's connected to the kitchen.<Time skip brought to you by taco bell>
"Night foods done~"
I should trust him or his food. He pretty much kidnapped me and is probably the one who killed everyone and turned Dream into stone. . . But the food. . .He came out with a plate. My mouth was practically drooling. I have never eaten like this, ever! Me and Dream usually go looking for berrys in the forest. Wait- if I'm dead how can I feel hunger. . . I shouldn't question it. Should I?
"Thanks for the food"
I began to scarf down the food and water that I was given but also the smile he had as he watched not touching his plate.
"Are you going to eat?"
"Sorry, I was lost in thought"
"It's ok!" You don't need to say sorry though" I'm the one who usually needs to say sorry. . .
"Hey, could you- may I have your name?"
"I don't really one per say but I go by black apple"
"So your-" I start to connect the dots.
"Yes"
"How am I alive?"
"I feed off of the soul of my possessor that happens to eat it. Taking control of them untill they die."
" because I'm immortal"
"Yes, because my dear guardian you are immortal you haven't died. You can live like a ghost outside of your mind"
"Will I ever have control or see Dream again"
"If you want to and yes"
"I- I don't what dream to know about this yet-"
" I can go by your name if you want. Untill your ready to tell him. I am here to protect you, nightmare"
"Why"
"Hmm?"
"Why protect me?"
"Well I'll answer that for another day"
"Ok"
"Can you- can you not call my nightmare. I don't like it or the memories"
"What would you like to be called then?"
" I- Moonlit- please"
"Hello, Moonlit"___________________________________________
Barney is a dinosaur-
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FanfictionWe got nootnoot, passive nootnoot and the gang. starting off them meeting ok? Our protagonist are Nightmare and passive of course. How will this play out?