A Dream Within A Nightmare.

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~ Unexpected Encounter ~

Summary: In which, confrontations were made, whether it'd be physically or a matter that needed to be talked about. A certain situation requires certain action, even if the said action was not the most ideal.

It goes without a say that everything went smoothly from here on out. Especially, on having a newly acquired hobby for yourself (occasionally a bonding session with Nightmare, a chance where you could boast your abilities really), diligently spending your time to the ways of arts and crafts into knitting.

Of course, proud of yourself for honing your abilities of knitting and the fact that your thoughts have wandered far enough that wouldn't bother you for quite a while. .well, at least that was a progress if you'd say so yourself.

Letting yourself being immersed in your thoughts but snapped out of it when you felt an entanglement of the string to your phalanges, considering that you were a bit too distracted that you did not notice your phalanges were just aimlessly moving around with no intention at all which this was your predicament.

And coincidentally, you felt someone's gaze that you were a bit too familiar that made you realize in that moment of you having an empath, which was a bit cool, but other than that. The someone's gaze and their mood at the moment was that of a deadpan, no doubt because of your so called predicament and your skull instinctively looked up from your hand to see Nightmare.

He really was deadpanning at your situation, you imagined his thoughts somewhere along the lines of, "You idiot." or a choice of wordings that meant of not paying attention at what you were doing, too distracted, and more to list really. At least, you appreciate a little that Nightmare didn't mention your carelessness to this situation, although a bit of scolding might be done later. .

In the end, Nightmare walked up to where you were sitting, crouched down and began to detangle each strings that were caught on your phalanges. You on the other hand, just sit still and could only wait until all the strings were removed. But occasionally, you would peer to Nightmare, merely checking out of curiosity or boredom on your part.

Seeing Nightmare's knitted non-existent brows above his sockets, really concentrated on the task at hand (unlike you earlier) and meticulously detaching each strings with utmost care as if it'll hurt you somehow, but really, the strings don't deal a lot damage but just a hassle when it is a bit tight and bounding your phalanges, but the thought counts so who were you to complain.

Unable to contain your snicker at the thought and that Nightmare was really a sweet and caring skeleton despite his tendencies to be anti-social, to others that is. That was one of the main things you wished that the villagers to see, to know Nightmare as himself and not as the embodiment and 'Guardian' of Negativity.

Despite of trying to at least enjoy this life, you still couldn't help but worry, not to yourself but to Nightmare. The stressful thoughts plaguing to your non-existent mind before you look to the surroundings to at least distract yourself with the nature scenery.

Today was almost every other days, the day was at least bright with sunny skies that emitted a bit of heat from the sunlight itself. Luckily, there were shade of trees that would at least spare you and others from being too burnt (an exaggeration) of the sun.

You breathe in and out, looked up towards the skies, absently staring towards it with no accompanying thoughts that would make you overthink or worry too much. It really was taking a toll on you, huh. . .but it doesn't matter. . .

Going into your world of thinking but this time it was empty and you were just appreciating and looking at the sky, meanwhile, not noticing (as always) that the another set of phalanges were still working to get off the strings, the gaze however was not directed at the problem at hand but rather, Nightmare silently glanced towards you.