Y/n POV: Where am I? I've never been here before. It's pretty snowy, especially since it doesn't feel cold at all. Wait... the snow... it doesn't crunch when I walk? I bend down to touch it. It isn't snow, but some kind of dust?Why is there so much around though? I look around and see something sticking out from a pile of dust... a dust poff? It's some sort of cloth. I pick it up and a golden heart locket falls out. I pick it up and it has "best friends" engraved on it. I take a closer look at the cloth... it's a scarf ... CROSSES SCARF! His knife is also buried in the dust! I see footsteps in the dust and decide to follow them. 'Maybe it's a prank, or he left them because they were too heavy! Yeah that's probably it! If he can face 7 armed people at once, and one with a gun, then he should be fine, and it's not like he would turn to dust after dieng... right?' As I continue I see sharp bones, knives ,and... dragon skulls? I haven't seen anyone yet and am starting to get nervous, when I see a figure with tentacles up ahead. 'Nightmare!!!' I take off at a run, but something's not right. He's kneeling on the ground and there's something red in front of him... BLOOD?!?! Wait he's a skeleton he can't bleed! Whatever it is it isn't good and he's obviously injured. As I approach barely in earshot he collapses to the ground... and... turns... to... dust. 'No. NONONONONO!!!'
"NIGHTMARE!" I scream in horror. "NIGHTMARE! NO! NONO PLEASE NO!No no... nightmare.*Sob* i'm sorry!" As I cry I start to hear a faint voice calling for me
"y/n, Y/n, Y/N!!!" I jolt awake to see... Nightmare standing right before my eyes! I reach out and touch his face while almost whispering
"N-nightmare?" Then lunging at him hugging him and crying.
"I'M SORRY! I'M SO SORRY!!!*sobs*" he seems confused and slightly surprised, as a result tensing up, but soon relaxes and gently returns the hug. Stroking my hair, which helps calm me.
Nightmare POV: She had a Nightmare about me dying? I... I guess that means she cares about me. I try to calm her down. Running my phalanges(skele fingers) through her h/l, h/c, hair, while feeling very guilty. She probably had her nightmare because of me. I am the embodiment of negativity and fear, I give people nightmares. Whether I want to or not. 'I'm so so sorry Y/n!'
Error's POV: Nightmare really seems to care about her. I don't know why but none of us do. Why do we care about her when we don't even know her. I have a suspicion that it either has something to do with her soul, an undetected aura, limited background knowledge, or all of them mixed. Once this is over and she's made her decision to stay or come here I plan to do some research in Nightmares extensive library. I don't know how he got all of those books, but when it comes to most of us, you learn not to ask. There isn't any trouble here in the Nightmare Realm, but we want to keep it that way, so we're bringing dust, killer, and horror with us to make sure they keep from mischief.
Your POV: I should probably let go of Nightmare, but... I really REALLY don't want to! Why do I feel so comfortable with him? I don't know him, but I feel like we've met before. I can already see us together, as a couple... OMGOSH 'Y/N STOP IT!!!!!!!! YOU CAN'T LIKE HIM! YOU CAN'T CARE ABOUT HIM, OR YOU MIGHT AS WELL JUST KILL HIM NOW!'
(well let's feels?
"Check, also why was I dead?"
Y/n also cares about you so... you died in her BAD DREAM. Cute
"Cuddly check"
Questions
"Check"
Self embarrassment
" um... does it still count if they were embarrassed by the thoughts they had?"
Yes
"CHECK!!!!"
Guilt
"Check"
And long, drawn out, author's notes
' Definitely'
THIS CHAPTER IS COMPLETE! Sorry for the feels but I was listening to I Want You Here by... plumb? That's what it said on youtube anyway. See ya!)
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