Papa Nightmare? [Nightkiller] [English Version]

CHAP 67

Fanart by: @Dether

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Narrator:

Meanwhile, far from the castle, Cross was sharing his frustrations with Dream.

"It's impossible! I've tried everything: 'casual' dates, 'forgotten' books, I even tried getting them to play 'truth or dare' (which was a total disaster, by the way). But nothing worked!" Cross exclaimed, gesturing wildly with his hands in frustration.

Dream smiled gently at him, his usual golden aura radiating calm.

"Be patient, Cross. Love can't be forced. It takes time and the will of both parties." the dreamer added, gently setting down his teacup.

"But it's so obvious there's chemistry between them!" Cross insisted. "Killer looks at him like the octopus is the most brilliant Sans in the universe, even though he tries to hide it with his typical 'nothing to see here' act," he continued. "And the boss... well, the boss is harder to read, but I've seen the way he looks at him when he thinks no one else is watching. There's something there, Dream. I know it." He said, frustrated.

"I trust your instincts, Cross," Dream said, trying to sound understanding and not spill his tea at his brother's strange nickname, but quickly regaining his composure. "But remember, everything has its time." The dreamer added, feeling somewhat guilty about having to keep information from his 'for now' fiancé.

"But Dream-"

"Mom and... X, what are you talking about?" asked a flaming little head that peeked out from his bedroom door.

Cross's soul seemed to shatter.

"You're welcome, sweetheart. What are you still doing up?" Cross replied, a sea of ​​tears welling up inside, trying to cover the wound caused by the way his little girl had called him. He had Nightmare to blame for that, and when the time came, he would exact his revenge for the first and last of the humiliations he had suffered because of him.

"I'm not sleepy" Lux answered honestly.

"Let me make you some chamomile tea. I think there are still a few leaves left" the dreamer said, getting up from his seat and heading towards the kitchen.

Hearing her mother's words, Lux pulled one of the chairs in front of Cross and sat down to wait for her tea, resting her bony elbows on the table and swinging her little feet, which didn't quite touch the floor.

"Okay, my little flame. Now tell me, what kept you up?" Cross spoke sweetly, leaning towards her.

"I was just... wondering when I'll be able to see Unclemare and my cousin. I'd like to visit them at the castle," Lux replied, with a slight note of complaint in her voice.

"It's not the right time yet, darling..." Cross began, but stopped. 'No, wait. I think now is the perfect time' he thought, feeling a brilliant idea ignite in his mind.

Cross grinned from one temporal bone to the other.

(Temporal bone: the bone that protects hearing, like the ears of a skeleton. I'll be using this term from now on. So you can't say I don't teach you anything.)

Yes, he would take his daughter with him to the castle, partly to fulfill his little girl's wish and, mainly, to show her off to his coworkers. It was an amazing plan, in his opinion.

Dream returned from the kitchen. The sweet, warm aroma of chamomile tea wafted through the room, finally placing the sturdy cup in front of Lux's restless hands.

"Here you go, my love. Drink it carefully, it's hot."

"Thank you, Mom" Lux replied, taking the cup by the handle, raising her pinky finger to show elegance as she repeatedly blew into it to take a sip.