Sanscest/UTMV Oneshots (Vol. 1)

(Request) I Bet You Were the Best Brother

(REQUESTED BY SOMEONE ON AO3)

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING ONESHOT CONTAINS A CHARACTER LOSING THEIR MEMORIES AND SWEARING.

READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

~oOo~

Nightmare wanted there to be a note that the fight started off normal.

His gang showed up, causing some ruckus. He hung out in the background observing, soaking in the new misery like a sponge, keeping an eye out for the tell-tale sign that the Star Sanses had shown up. In today's case, that ended up being an arrow flying at one of his boys, which barely got dodged, the blue glow disappearing as it left eyesight. Grinning, he had taken it as his cue to join in, grabbing Dream by the ankles as he notched another one, and throwing him across the space.

Not too hard, of course. He didn't want his brother out of commission quite yet. That was always the fun part about the fight, seeing him defeated. It needs to be drawn out a bit, though, for it to be really satisfying.

Dream recovered from the toss quickly, though he was soaked head to toe-he had unintentionally tossed him into the river. Whoops. The annoyed look on his brother's face made his grin widen even more. They quickly fell into their routine after that, trading blows and insults, slowly moving away from the others. Another toss had them entering the woods, which resulted in a lot of fallen trees, a clear indicator of where they'd gone.

A cliff came into view, with Dream's back to it. Nightmare didn't take much note of it at the time, too preoccupied-his brother had just gotten a pretty bad hit to the back of his skull, making him stumble. Pausing for a minute, he gave him some time to get his bearings back before attacking again, pushing him closer to the cliff edge.

So...technically, this whole thing could be considered his fault, but how was he supposed to know what would happen?

The cliff seemed perfectly safe in the normal dangerous way!

This means the fight was going great until the cliff crumbled under Dream's feet, making him shriek, eyes widening, his bow dispersing as he pinwheeled backward. Nightmare froze, staring at the now absent spot with eyes equally as wide, tentacles raised to strike.

Then it went silent.

"...shit," he hissed, automatically turning around in case his brother teleported at the last second to safety. It wouldn't be the first time, so it shouldn't be the last time.

No one was there.

He waited.

Still no one.

Maybe Dream was just in shock, still picking himself up. Turning back, Nightmare stepped closer to the cliff, small rocks tumbling after the larger ones from his movements. If he leaned over, he could probably tell...ah, no. Nope, that was just a bunch of trees. His brother was probably under those trees. Probably just picking himself up.

He'll return in no time.

Nightmare just had to wait.

So, he did.

For one minute. Then two. Then...honestly, he lost track of the minutes after that, glancing back and forth around the clearing, looking over his shoulder at the cliff like Dream would just suddenly appear, having climbed up for some stupid reason. Any minute now, the fight will be back on, continuing as usual...any minute now...

...any minute...

...any-

Okay, so.

Something was wrong.