Nightmares

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It wasn't often that Death got a good nights worth of sleep. He was constantly up and moving for his "Job". This time, he returned home after a week of a long list of casualties due to natural disasters, Death was out of it. He placed his scythe down before walking up stairs.

Once he reached the top step he became tempted just to sleep in the floor. But he still walked to the room he shared with Geno. He knew said skeleton would be at work at this time. Death plopped down on the bed. It took a bit for him to full fall asleep.

Once he was asleep, all hell broke lose.

He's trying so hard to save everyone
To fix everything
He stands there as he watches his son and husband die slowly
Their cries
Their pleas

It surrounded him.
"Your fault"
"You could have saved them"

"Do you want us to suffer"

He was completely mute.
He wanted and tried to scream
He didn't want this
He could only watch
He could only listen
Their cries
Their pleas

He couldn't do anything. He couldn't wake up.

Death
He recognise the voice
Death wake up
Wake up? How could he
Death wake up please.
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Death woke up in a jerk. He felt hands he began to thrash around. Tears fell down. Everything was in a haze. But he was pulled closer. The scent of sweet sugar fills the air. Death begins to calm down. He hugs Geno tightly, he didn't need to explain his nightmare, Geno was quite awear of them. "Its ok. We're ok" Death held tighter. His tears calmed but he was still shaking. "I promise you. Everything is ok." "b-but what if-" a pair of 'lips' meet his own. Death froze, as Geno pulled away. He placed his hands and Death's face "Your safe. We're safe. They aren't going to find us anytime soon Death"

"P-promise"

"Promise"

Though all promises are broken.

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