A Truce Old Friend?(Error x Ink)

Chapter 15: Nightmare's Apology and Ink's Creation/ 1K Reads Special

3rd Person POV: Nightmare had awoke peacefully. He stretched his joints until there was a satisfying pop. He stood up and opened the door of his bedroom and walked into the main room. Horror, Killer, and Dust were there sitting on the couch. They seemed to be either arguing or congregating. Nightmare couldn't tell. Their tones seemed angry, but Nightmare was too far away to hear what they were talking about. Nightmare shrugged it off though. 

He stepped further into the main room revealing himself. Killer was the first to see Nightmare and he pointed at the ball of goop, making the others turn around and glare. Night was confused on why the three dark sanses seemed so tense towards him and was tempted to ask, but before he was able to open his mouth Horror had slapped Nightmare straight across the face.

He looked up at Horror; holding the side of his face that was slapped and growled.  "What the hell was that for!?"

"That was for hurting Cross! I know you hurt him a lot, but this time you nearly killed him." Nightmare looked at him with a confused expression, his eyebrows raised. Horror sighed, "You know! Murdered, turned him to dust, sliced him to-" 

Nightmare cut him off. "I know what that means Horror, but what do you mean I almost killed him? I've attaked him before..." Horror didn't respond.

"Well he wouldn't be this bad if you didn't try to cut off the circulation to his lungs(?)(Screw it they have lungs now!) and tried to choke him!" Dust stepped in. Nightmare rolled his eyes. "So? I wasn't actually gonna kill him" Dust walked right up to Nightmare's face and growled. 

"Did you even bother checking his HP!? He was near death and his soul was cracking immensely!" Nightmare seemed slightly surprised. Had he really hurt him that bad? 

"Well what do you want me to do?" Horror slapped Nightmare again. 

"How about you apologize!?" was the last thing Horror had said before him, Killer, and Dust teleported away. Nightmare held the side of his face again. When the stinging had stopped he felt a knot in his soul. It was a sort of stinging sensation like very weak acid, but it could still melt you. It was just slow. Nightmare's eye lights dimmed when he realized what the knot was.....guilt.

But how though? Nightmare was.....well the lord of Nightmares. He felt no remorse and gave no one mercy. The lord of Nightmares fed off of hatered and fear, but here he was feeling guilty for Cross....of all people. He looked at the stairway and his knot tightened. Nightmare sighed. He teleported upstairs right in front of Cross's door. Nightmare hesitated before knocking. No answer. He knocked again. Still no answer. "Screw it....." Nightmare thought and opened Cross's door. Cross was whom seemed very dazed,was looking up at the ceiling with bandages around his neck and arms.

Ink's POV: I opened up many separate portals as I made my rounds to check on the AUs. To my surprise, everything was fine. Well sort of fine. Of course Fell!Papyrus was beating up his brother, Lust!Sans had tried to flirt with me, Swap!Papyrus and Classic!Sans we're drunk and starting a bar fight together, and Fresh!Sans was being an annoying parasite. These things were normal though. The weird thing was that none of the AUs were destroyed. All of them were perfectly fine and very stable. "Was Error finally done with destroying my AUs. Has don't he stopped for me?" I thought with a warm smile on my face. I felt a bit of warmth come up to my cheeks as I opened a portal to the void where Error lived

There, he was sleeping soundly on his stomach. I snickered and walked over to him. I frowned at his surroundings however. Error was sleeping in the floor of the void which honestly didn't seem very comfortable. Around him there was nothing. No one to keep him company and nothing to for him to do. I looked at my paintbrush and beamed up. I could make Error something. I could make him a house with a bed, maybe a television to keep him occupied, he can have a fridge and a stove for food, and- oh so many ideas filled my head at this exciting idea. With so many things to do I went to work as Error had a peaceful and deep slumber.