After all the commotion that occurred, Y/n accepted accountability for what she agreed to. At this moment, she is being led to her designated room by a skeleton in a purple hoodie, sporting an inverted heart symbol with three scars on his eye, and carrying a nail-studded bat on his shoulder. The way they met was....intriguing in a way...
~Flashback~
Once Y/n agreed to their conditions, she awkwardly stood still while the boys quietly talked, and Kaburamaru provided Y/n with soap bubbles to play with. Slowly, she began to blow on the bubble wand, observing as the bubble gradually expanded in size before finally bursting. Quietly, she kept on doing this while the skeletons chatted with each other.
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"Nightmare, do you have any idea what you're doing right now?" Interrogated Cross.
"Yes, I do believe in my plan, even though it may not be perfect, it will succeed." Nightmare responded. "Wow, so noble." Error mumbled while sarcastically rolling his eyes.
"Do you have anything you want to express?" Nightmare raised his bone brow as he asked rhetorically. Error stated that he does indeed. He didn't truly ask, but alright-
"Have you ever thought about not taking things for granted?" Error begins, "I will take great joy in silencing you by ignoring everything you say." Nightmare grinned in a mocking manner.
"But it's a learning experience-" Cross attempted to say but was interrupted by none other than Nightmare. "Yeah, that's fine, but I would prefer to stab a fork into my leg instead." He spoke with a lot of attitude. A fictional arrow piercing directly through Cross' head.
"Look boss, all I'm saying is; take it easy on the kid. I can tell she's been through a lot." Error says, "Normally I wouldn't care, but this kid...she's a different case."
"What are you implying?" Nightmare asked, suspicions beginning to raise. "I'm saying, either take it easy on the kid or watch this god of destruction be your entire reckoning." Error glared at the foolish goo covered skeleton in front of him.
Although Nightmare claims to be the 'King of Negativity,' he is no match for a god. He was aware of that, nevertheless. His desire was to instill fear in others. In the same way that his village once did. Simply because of the title given to him. He thought that the person should be feared as much as their names.
"Now, we don't need to use violence to settle everything. Can we all just take a moment to relax?" Bill intervened by physically separating the two troublemakers, who were staring at each other with intense animosity.
