You open your eyes to see the familiar black and white graveyard around you, you are sitting against a headstone with the letters AXOLOTL blazoned in red across it. It is just as if you have been sleeping here all the time at school and home. You hastily jump up and give the stone a small bow. "My apologies, please forgive my carelessness." You walk around the graveyard, searching for your Nightmare, the person (was he a person?) you had been so eager to see all day. You call out, your voice echoing in the night. "Nightmare? Are you here? Nightmare!" You feel a cold weight on your shoulder, and you spin around and attempt to put whatever it is in a headlock, only to find yourself immediately on the ground, held there by an unimaginable force.
You struggle to move your head to see your captor, although you have a crude idea of who it might be. "Hello (y/n), nice to see you again! I've been waiting for ages..." You smile into the black dirt, and your Nightmare lets you stand up and brush yourself off. You look the yellow triangle up and down. "If I tried to hug you, would it work?" Your Nightmare laughed. "You just did (y/n), and that went well, didn't it?" You smile. "I suppose so, what should we do now?" You ask. The creature shrugs "Whatever you want... this is your head after all." You put your hand under your chin, and think of the possibilities. You put up one finger and point to the grave you 'woke up' against. "What does AXOLOTL mean, Nightmare?" Your Nightmare put one hand around your shoulder and led you away from the strange grave. You noticed a malevolent glint in his single eye. "That, my dear, is for me to know, and you to find out. Now, what shall we do tonight? Wait! I think I know just the thing! How would you like to have tea with the late Ms Edgecombe and me?" You stare at your Nightmare in wonder, and your face cracks into a slightly unhinged grin. "That sounds like a wonderful idea, my Nightmare!" Your Nightmare held out his small, black arm, and you took it. He led you past the graves, and you and he disappeared into the mist.
Sorry, this ones really short, and you WILL get to read about the tea party with the dead Ms Edgecombe, but I'm a bit rushed at the moment... Until then!
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My Precious Nightmare (Bill x Reader)
FanfictionYou run home in tears, you have gotten away from the children. They have just been teasing you for talking with the former headmistress's grave. If only there was someone with the same strange attraction to pain, death and all things morbid as you...