I'll Make You Mine

Bonus Chapter: Changing Times

(The first scene came to me at about 3:32 am when I was very dehydrated and I just had to write it. I didn't want it to do to ecto-body action because I hate the concept. The timeline in this chapter is wack, so for easy reference it goes like this. First part takes place a year after NL, second is about a year and a half, third is about 5 years, fourth is 4 years. Go figure, I can write graphic torture/gore scenes but the word 'pregnant' makes me feel sick.)

"Ribbon, we need to talk. There's more than one reason I needed your help. Don't forget the streamers." Nightmare spoke as he handed the bag over.

Ribbon peered inside and took the bag of red and silver paper. He was in the middle of decorating the living room. He had the balloons and lace table mat up. Nightmare told him to help him with decorations. It was a surprise for Horror's birthday. He waited until Nightmare's tendril picked him up to pin the streamers to the wall. Dust, and Killer were keeping Horror distracted in a corrupted AU. As soon as the streamers were up, Ribbon asked Nightmare, "What is it?"

Nightmare set him down. He set up two bouquets of dark red flowers. He checked the checklist again before talking. The frayed edges and yellow paper made it look older than anything else in the room. Almost. "The baby. I want to have our heir. A year is enough time to prepare, correct?"

Ribbon paused as he stared at the pretty red petals. He guessed Nightmare was right. It had been over a year since they got married and they only ever talked about a baby. Nightmare reminded Ribbon that the process was just a spell, but it still scared him. It'd hurt. "Mm hm. I- I don't think I'll be good as a mom. And we have a lot of time! We have hundreds and thousands of years! I think so. Right?"

Nightmare removed a decorative skull sticker and set it on Ribbon's nasal bone. He twitched it, making Nightmare smile and cup his chin. "Sweetie, I know, but I've been waiting so long. And I'd prefer to do it before Killer, Horror, and Dust's mortal souls pass. I've given you so much time. It's just one, for now. Could you please do this one little thing? For me?"

Ribbon blinked up at him. He looked at Nightmare's fingers waving under the table, messing with his emotions. He did it so often that Ribbon didn't mind. Nightmare's grip tightened on his wrist. It was how his powers worked. "Okay . . . I guess we can have a baby. If you want it, I'm ready."

Nightmare pat him on the head, lightly scratching the top. He looked at the room. "Well, we'll create the soul tonight. The Murder Time will be back in about a half hour, be sure to have everything ready by then, okay? I'm going to pick up the cake." He turned around and left Ribbon alone by the table.

Ribbon stared at the fireplace and hugged himself. Did he have any idea how to raise a kid? No, not at all. But Nightmare probably did. He would tell him what to do. Even if he didn't want something, thinking about Nighty always made it better.

When the MTT came back from their mission and Nightmare came back with cake, the party started. Horror blew out the candles on his birthday cake. Nightmare chose to frost the brown cake with red and silver frosting. He inspired it after his ax. Ribbon kept glancing at Nightmare, hoping he did a good job. Nightmare noticed his gaze and kissed his forehead.

Cross pushed a box over as soon as Horror blew out the last candle. It was wrapped in red wrapping paper with silver tape. "Killer picked it out for you."

Horror opened the box, tearing off the tape without even trying. Inside was a butcher kit in a case. He opened the clasp to four knives in different sizes. He touched the blade of the largest butcher knife. "Hm . . . thanks, Kills."

"No problem!" Killer fell back onto Cross' lap. He kissed the mind-controlled skeleton on the neck.

"Not again . . ." Dust buried his face in his hand with a groan. Ribbon couldn't help but giggle. Nightmare shielded his eyes with a tendril.