"You need a break" i tell dream
He's staring at his glass of wine, hasn't touched it at all. Then he looks back at me.
"Can i stay over" he asks, in a weak tone
"Of course, you are my brother and it would be a nice change here"
"What kind of change"
"Y'now, 'positivity' and stuff...i need a break too technically so it'll benefit us both" i say
He gives a weak smile and nods, finally taking a sip of his wine
"After being sober for the past 500 years, this shit hits deep"
I suppose we aren't that different
"You can share Cross' room" i tell dream the next morning
Cross halfway spits out the tea he was drinking. He gulps it back in.
"Okay, I'll think about sending blue and ink somewhere too"
"Like rehab?" a hooded skeleton asks
"No..." dream replies "...hopefully somewhere they learn to live independently without being pampered"
"Send ink to Error's place" I recommend him
"Sounds great, I'll send blue to underswap again and all will be temporarily handled..." he sighs with relief.
"...thanks again nightmare"
"don't mention it" i smile. I genuinely do. I'm not the same skeleton i was a few years back, and I owe it all to dream.
Most of it to him anyway
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bad humour + good story (hopefully)
Humorim trying to come up with a name for this story enjoy ig
