No Empty Promises [Ink X Error] FINISHED

"Please Don't..." Chapter Six

Dream was in a place of darkness, just sitting. He looked around, eye sockets becoming droopy and hard to keep open. Yawning, he tried to stand but to no avail. Hearing footsteps coming near him, he felt the chains on his wrists and ankles feel tighter. But they weren't, it was just his panic and imagination. His staff was with who was walking to him, and it got flipped in the air.

"Well, well, well. Dream, it's been so, so LONG since we've talked to one another!" The wet, tar looking skeleton laughed with an all to big smile, pupil constricting(shrinking). He was leaning on Dream's staff, making it blacken. "ERROR now has your friend, or went to go get him, at least. Marvul may have failed," he looked to the side, eye now dialated and curious. He was being sarcastic in the beginning, with it only being a day since he caught Dream.

Currently thinking, his brother's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Don't hurt Blue," Dream coughed from a dry throat.

"Swap? Ha! We have no use of Mr. Weak Bones," With a mocking tone, Nightmare walked up to Dream, making him cower powerlessly. "No, we are getting someone you both, no, everyone knows." He giggled.

Questioning who it was, Dream paled, if that was possible. "N-No.. don't tell me..." He whimpered, feeling his sibling bend his staff.

"Oh yes, brother." He smiled a wicked one, planning hurtful words for him to hear. "Your ability to make others around you happy is working on me! Now I'm even happier to tell you who it is,"

"Please! Leave Inky alone! He did NOTHING TO YOU!!" Dream screamed at the end, tears falling.

"Well, I left a tip for him to find you, so..." his iris was small, 'cheek' moving up. "And you, my beloved sibling," Nightmare spun around, bowing to Dream and throwing his staff somewhere behind him. "get another present instead, and this time it's actually yours. No, wait, two presents. Hehe,"

Giggling as he was, tears continuing down his brothers face, he continued his sentence. "Here, have this black rose. It's my favorite color, that's why it's black!" He laughed, creating something with his hand. "Also, gift number 2. You can watch Ink suffer. All, for, you. Little Mister Weak bones, number two." He turned on his heel, looking at Dream while he watched the 'screen' that Ink was currently on. He was trashing Blueberry's house, asking where he was. The so-called 'gift' for Blueberry had its dust blown all over Dream.

"Well? Don't I get a thank you?"

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~RK