𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭💔✔ [COMPLETED]

C H 2: You'll Find Out

** Third Person's P.O.V **

Particles of code glitched around a certain Skeleton. His mind going beserk, every picture, ever thought, every memory. He couldn't get it out of his head. His head was filled with anger, and revenge. He thought of many ways to slaughter a skeleton who uses ink for creating portals, carries a huge paint brush, rainbow blush, and wears a long a$$ scarf all the time. For some reason, particles of code glitch around him. Is a heterogeneous or homogenous? Or is the author too stupid to know that he's not a mixture.

Maybe he is. Just on second thought, a portal opened before him. “Don't over think of the many possibilities of trying to kill him. There's no point at all” Nightmare remarked. “H-hEy, tHis w-w-WAs y-YoUr i-i-i-dEA f-FROm tHE sTArt, w-w-WhY d0 yOU wAnnA kIlL hIm thAT b-b-BAdLY an-an-anYwAYs?” Nightmare froze at that statement. Error's right, why did he want to kill Cross in the first place? That question baffled him.

Error saw his composure and knew that he just went through him. “I don't actually know..” Nightmare confessed, trying to avoid transforming into his passive form. He's a little weak in that form. “D00d, something's up with you” Error tilted his head, he knew something was up. Nightmare was hiding that fact. Nightmare tensed, for the first time in forever, he didn't know what he's going to do.

“YUP, I KNEW, SOMETHING IS UP, WOOO—” Error was interrupted by Nightmare lashing a tentacle at him before he could scream anymore coding. “Stop that, childish foolishness” Nightmare showed, Error gave him a smug look. “Love is childish foolishness” Error muttered. Nightmare's shaded with a dark hue, a dark aura surrounded them two, and Nightmare's tentacles on stance with pointed ends.

Error knew he messed up.

“F###” Error cussed. Tentacles started to lash out on him, Error dodged it and threw in some strings to stop the tentacles, to his dismay. The tentacles slipped out, leaving dark goo on the blue strings. Error growled, a new way to escape? “Wondering how I escaped?” Nightmare asked, a smug grin plastered against his face, his eye socket filled with pure darkness and revenge. Error nodded, the feeling of pride radiating off Nightmare was too strong. He really improved ever since Cross disappeared.

“It's very simple, excreeting excess goo out from the surface creates an odd slimy substance that is capable of escaping a firm or harsh grip. This is the same for excreeting waste.(A/n: not canon)” Error gagged. He isn't touching Nightmare ever again.

“Oh mY Asgore, you're disgusting”

“Did you say something?” Nightmare asked, his tentacles lashing out on Error, wrapping it around him. Nightmare tightens his grip on Error but can't seem to kill him. He decided to stop and let him go, “Can't die, but I can be damaged.” Nightmare rolled his eye on his comment. He knew he can't kill Error because of his HP. It's way too high. Wonder how many people had he killed before becoming the Destroyer of AUs. Interesting, how can someone not find it interesting? Maybe that Creator of AUs think so.

“And by the way, Error. What the f### is shipping?” Nightmare asked, in curiosity. He once heard Cross talking about ‘shipping’ when he was around. “I have no f###ing idea” Error shrugged, not even knowing what it meant. Nightmare nodded in agreement. He always heard it from Cross, he never knew what OTP means. Somehow, It makes Cross happy.

He also overheard Ink, talking about it. What's up with people and shipping? Is it something important? It it something that he should know? 

One day, Nightmare. You'll find out.