Draft 10: Cream (Tw: mention of r*pe and breakdown (not that bad but might still affect someone, so...))
Cross breathed in and out, clutching his jacket, sliding onto the tile flooring.
"You're going to have to tell him soon, you know." Chara swirled around Cross, looking at him with a knowing look.
"I can't... he..." Cross started to tear up, taking a death grip on his jacket, feeling his soul beating along with a smaller beat of a unmistakable soul.
"Drama queen," Chara sighed, "Just tell him and be over with it. This isn't like with Nigh--" He immediately stopped what he was saying, knowing fully well what Nightmare did to Cross against his will and later killed Cross' kid.
Their kid.
Cross fully broke down, sobs racking from his as purple tears fell down his face and onto the floor as he remembered of the incident...
"Cross! Cross!" Dream rushed to the bathroom of their friends house that Cross was in, knocking on the door, worried on why Cross was crying.
Summoning a Gaster Blaster and blasting open the locked door, he saw Cross on his knees, crying his eyelights out. Dream crouched down to Cross' level, gently grabbing his cheek
"Shhh, it's okay, Cross... it's okay... I'm here..." Dream rubbed circles on Cross' cheek, using some magic to force his aura to be stronger to help calm Cross down.
When Cross had stopped crying as hard and started relaxing did Dream pull him close, using his hand that was previously on Cross' cheek to get under his jacket and rub his spine, which after a few late nights Dream had learned was a slightly sensitive spot of Cross'. A few minutes had passed and Cross was completely relaxed. He hugged Dream and buried his face into Dream's chest, hearing his soulbeat.
"What caused you to have such a breakdown? You can tell me, you know." Dream softly said.
Cross tensed up, which caused Dream to give another rub to his spine. "I..." Cross swallowed, "You're gonna hate me after this..."
Dream frowned, "I can't hate anyone. Especially not you. I'm not Nightmare," He gave a reassuring smile.
"Well... alright..." Cross sadly said, unzipping his jacket and summoning his soul.
Dream gasped, looking at the small soul besides Cross', "Oh Cross!" He gasped, smiling more than ever before, "We're gonna be parents!" He hugged Cross, squeezing him.
Cross was so relieved, and when Dream stopped hugging him, he de-summoned his soul and put on his jacket. He felt Dream grab his hand and ran outside, and any relief he had was gone within a nanosecond when Dream shouted to all of Haventale "ME AND CROSS ARE GONNA BE PARENTS!"
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Draft 11: Bluescreen
Error glitched out more than ever, the sound of failing to reboot and errors filled the empty void.
Blue stared at Ink, "I just held his hand," He told Ink, who looked at him questioningly.
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Draft 12: Swordsdance
Despite skeletons not needing air, Katana found himself breathing. In. Out. It helped him focus, for some reason, and Katana didn't question it. He needed to focus.
He used both hands to draw out his katana, continuing the breathing pattern. Taking a peak he saw the bamboo. He closed his eyes again and moved his katana left, right, left. The bamboo fell apart and dropped to the wood floor, making a clanking sound.
"Wow, Katana, that was so cool!" Katana flinched at the sudden noise, almost slicing whoever scared him with his katana.
"Katana, Katana, chill. It's me, Dance!" Dance looked at the katana, moving the blade away from his face. Katana blushed and put away the sword in its sheath.
"Anyway, why are you here, Dance?" Katana questioned.
"Well, originally, it was to ask you how to write calligraphy, but now that I saw that," Dance pointed to the shealthed sword, "do that," He pointed to the broken bamboo, "I think I want to know two things in one!" Dance looked so excited
Katana blushed, looking at his lover being so excited.
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Draft 13: Insomniac (Tw: slight breakdown)
Error's breath got quicker as he could feel the world around him start to fade, eyelights disappearing. Sans' and Papyrus' relationship with each other... reminded him of something he used to have and desperately wanted back.
"Glitch! Glitch!" Error shouted, his lisp from when he was a teenager quite obvious
Eyelights went towards him in question, "what's so important, Error?" Glitch chuckled.
"This!" Error basically shoved a piece of paper in Glitch's face, who took it out of Error's hand so that he could actually read it, "It took a while to write, and I'm not that good, but I wanted to give you this..."
The older teen smiled at what their brother had wrote.
'Error didn't care if things went to shit sooner or later. He would cherish them. He would have... a lover'
Glitch stared at the words for a second, before looking at Error and attacking him into a hug
"Error, error, buddy, please stay with us!" Sans yelled while Papyrus shook him, desperately trying to get their friend back to reality
"Guys!" Dream shouted, "Let me handle this!"
Sans and Papyrus immediately stopped their actions, seeing how serious Dream was at this moment.
"Error," Dream said calmly, readying his calming magic
Error was unresponsive to him for a few minutes, but he soon came back to reality. Once he did, he immediately broke down, sobbing on Dream's shoulder.
Sure, nobody could truely replace Glitch, but sometimes, the things you are given can sometimes be much better than the last.
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Draft 14: FirstStar
Exhaled breathes and soulbeats, lying comfortably in a bed underneath the sheets, cuddling with your lover...
Nothing could be as relaxing as this.
